Spiderman Fan Fiction ❯ Spider-Man: The Goblins Revenge ❯ Resurrection ( Chapter 3 )

Sorry for the wait. I've rewritten this thing like 4 times. This is a little longer then the others but for good reason. Norman is back and he's kicking butt. Enjoy!

Italics in "" marks is the Goblin thinking/talking to Norman.
Italics in ' ' are regular thoughts.

EDIT August 17, 2009 - A few minor additions added. Details are at the end of the chapter.

 

Chapter 3: Resurrection 

The first few seconds of life hit Norman like a freight train. He relived the last few hours of his life in seconds. He opened his eyes and quickly shut them again against the light. He tried to move is arm and found himself restrained. He heard someone moving around and decided to wait until an opportunity. He found he didn't have to wait long.

"Eddie is going to get a front page story with this. To bad Osborne doesn't seem to be coming back to life like Alandra planned," a young man said out loud to himself as he walked toward Norman. "I'd better put the body back in the icebox thing. I wouldn't want it stinking up the place." 

The man stopped at Norman's side and began to undo the straps. He first removed the ones on the wrists and then the one around the waist. Norman opened his eyes to see the man had turned back around. He grinned and sat up. He set his feet on the floor and stood. 

'Strange. I feel stronger then before,' he thought as he started to take the two steps necessary to be directly behind the man. 

"He's weak.  It will be fun to kill him Norman," the Goblin's voice said in Norman's head.  Norman stopped suddenly and glanced frantically around.  "It's just me Norman, so don't fret.  We've got some unfinished business with Spider-Man."  Norman nodded his head and quickly moved behind the man.  

'Hmmm…I think I'll have a little fun with him before I kill him,' he thought as a sadistic smirk came across his face.

 

Brad fumbled around with his lighter trying to light a cigarette. He then had the strange feeling that someone was standing behind him. He started to shrug it off when a hand came down on his shoulder. His first thought was that it was Alandra and he dropped the lighter and cigarette to the floor.

"Christ Alandra, you scared the crap out of me. I can explain about bringing the body out before you got here," he said turning around to face her. "You see…" Brad trailed off as he realized that it was not Alandra behind him. Norman grinned at him and shook his head.

"Smoking can kill you. In fact, so can I!" He said. Brad's face drained of color as he jerked backwards. Norman let go of his shoulder and he nearly fell on the floor.

"You…you…your dead!" Brad stammered as he backed away. Norman advanced toward him with a sinister grin on his face. Brad screamed and bolted toward the door. He ran into Alandra's office and toward the main door. He could hear Norman walking after him and laughing. He was about a 3 feet from the door when it opened and revealed someone even more frightening: Alandra.

 

Alandra glared as Brad slowly backed away from her. It only took Brad a second to realize that Norman was nowhere in sight and that he was in a heap of trouble.

'Did I imagine it all? Or did he go back in the lab?' Brad did get long to ponder before Alandra spoke.

"What are you doing back so early Brad?" she asked in a cold voice.

"Um…I was…was…"

"What did you do!?" she yelled. Brad cringed but didn't need to explain. Someone started laughing. Brad's blood froze. He had heard that laughter before, at the parade where….

'He can't be. That old man can't be the Green Goblin!' His mind raced as he saw the mixed look of shock and anger on Alandra's face. He focused on her eyes. They were like orbs of pure insanity. He became lost in them and didn't realize that she was behind him until she twisted his arm behind his back with bone shattering force. She jerked him around and began pushing him toward the lab.

"No! Anywhere but there! You don't know what's in there!" he screamed. Alandra smiled.

"I know exactly who's in there," she said as the reached the door. She started to push him in when someone dropped down in front of them and grabbed Brad by the face. In one quick motion, Brad was ripped from her grasped and tossed to the other side of the lab, where his neck broke upon impact with the wall. 

Alandra quickly began backing up as Norman approached her. He was wearing the gray pair of sweatpants that Alandra had brought. At the moment she was glad Brad had put them on him.

"I do believe that we haven't met, my dear." Norman said, with a sadistic grin on his face. Alandra stared at him in wide-eyed horror as she quickened her pace.

'I didn't expect this. I didn't think he would be this agile or strong so soon after reanimation!' she thought. Even thought she was highly trained in physical combat, she knew she was no match for his enhanced strength. Her back bumped into something and she realized it was her desk. She only had one option now: run to the door.

"Who are you?" Norman demanded.

"Alandra."

"Do you have a last name?"

"Detrick."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Yes. Your Norman Osborne. I brought you back to life at the request of your son," Alandra said with a shaky voice. "I also know that you are the Green Goblin." Norman frowned for a second and with a quick burst of speed was directly in front of her.

"How true," he said in a low voice, as he leaned his body into hers and his hands on the desk, one on each side. Alandra attempted to push him away but couldn't budge him. "Since you know that, I don't see how I can allow you to live."

"Harry knows too. Will you kill him?" she asked in a panicked voice.  The question caught Norman off guard long enough for Alandra to kick him hard in the leg. Norman cried out in pain and backed up a step. Alandra shoved him as hard as she could, catching him by surprise once again. He stumbled backwards and Alandra ran for the door. Norman watched her for a second. He growled, and then launched himself into the air. Alandra was about 6 feet from the door when he tackled her. She fell hard on the ground with him on top of her. Before she even opened her eyes Norman picked her up by her shirt collar and slammed her into the wall. The sheer force of the impact cracked some of the plaster behind her.

"You think your pretty smart, don't you?" he yelled at her. His face was millimeters away from hers. 'Such a beautiful thing she is. Very easy on the eyes. Wait. What am I thinking?' he thought. He glanced into her eyes. 'I've never seen eyes like that before. I could easily loose myself in them…Stop it!  I need to get a hold of myself. ' 

“You're being weak Norman.”

"If you're going to kill me, go ahead and do it." Alandra said in a low voice. Norman started to move his right hand toward her neck, but found himself hesitating.

'Should I? After all, she did bring me back from the dead. But…then again, she knows my other identity.'

"She knows.  She needs to be dealt with quickly!"

'But she said Harry knew.  I can't hurt him…he's my son!' Norman looked into her eyes again. She met his gaze and they stayed like that for a few seconds. Finally, he let her go. Before she could say anything, the door opened and Harry entered. He had a worried look on his face. He saw is father and his expression quickly turned into one of shock and joy.

"Dad, is it really you?" he asked, walking slowly toward him. Norman looked at him and smiled.

“So weak. It will be our downfall…” the Goblin's voice whispered in his head as Norman regained control of his body.

"Its me Harry," he said as Harry hugged him. Alandra moved away from the wall and slowly walked back toward her desk. She was still very shaken and knew that there was a high probability that she had a concussion. Once at her desk, she sat down on it to recollect herself. She glanced into the lab and looked a Brad's lifeless body lying by the far wall. On the floor next to it was a small cell phone. It seemed to have fallen on of his lab pocked. She stood up again and, ignoring her pounding head, walked into the lab. Harry noticed and followed after her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Just checking something," she replied as she neared the corpse. Harry stopped dead in his tracks.

"Is…is…he dead?" he asked, looking a bit unnerved at the sight of the body.

"No, he's just sleeping," she replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes. Harry shuttered and stayed where he was. Norman walked up behind Alandra as she picked up the phone. He looked over shoulder as she activated the menu and went to the call list. The screen displayed the last call made and the time. Alandra frowned.

"Well?" Harry asked.

"He called the Daily Bugle a little while after we left. I fear that we may have a visitor or two tomorrow," Alandra said. Harry shook his head.

"What about him?" he asked, pointing to Brad.

"I'll take care of it," Alandra said as she walked out of the lab and toward the office door. Harry looked over at his father.

"What happened between you two before I got here?" he asked out of curiosity. Norman smirked and shrugged his shoulders.

"Nothing. Just scarred her a little."

"You shouldn't. You too have a lot in common." Harry said. Norman rolled his eyes and left the lab. Harry chuckled a bit. 'Something happened. I wonder what…oh well, maybe I'll find out tomorrow.'

 

 

Revision Notes:

There wasn't a whole lot to change in this chapter…just a little more detail here and there, as well as a few extra lines of Goblin dialogue/thought. The next few chapters really need to be completely rewritten, being that I feel the Alandra/Norman relationship is moving too fast. I also want to add in some more Iron Man. I may end up adding an entirely new chapter depending on what I end up doing.