Chapter 52: World on the Edge Part I

A World on the Edge Part One:

“Nothing like a good bout of web slinging around the city to clear someone’s head,” thought Spider-Man as he swung over the city. “Got to stop thinking about this, Peter, I mean, really, this Doomsday Device thing, you’re not even sure what’s going on. Someone’s after it, but the third component, whatever it is, has to be perfectly safe. Go around the block one more time, then get home. Nothing like a slow evening like this. Might make it home in time for dinner.”

An alarm went off as Spider-Man had passed the same museum that he had just left hours earlier as Peter Parker. He paused, as the alarm suddenly went dead and so did all of the lights in the museum.

“Better check it out,” thought Spider-Man as he swung forward, with the doors left open. “Whoever is doing this is sloppy, not to mention lazy. At least maintain the illusion that you’re not breaking in. Not that I’m complaining when the bad guys make it a bit easier on me but still…”

The web slinger carefully climbed around the wall, but he saw out of the corner of his eye, the only light in the museum. Getting a closer look, he saw the form of Electro in the midst of looking for something right in the Captain America exhibit.

“You know, the museum does have a strict policy about touching the exhibits,” stated Spider-Man which caused the super villain’s eyes to snap up, before he looked at Spider-Man surprised.

“Spider-Man!” shouted Electro, before he raised a hand and blasted a bolt of lightning right at Spider-Man, who ducked. “I was hoping to run into you web head!”

“Yeah, guess you checked yourself out of Ravencraft, yeah someone escaping from there, that’s a shock,” said Spider-Man dryly.

“Oh, you’re going to get a shock alright Spider-Man!” yelled Electro as he aimed right at Spider-Man, blasting him time and time again but the web slinger ducked it.

“Really, Electro, after all of this time, you still have these lame electricity based puns,” said Spider-Man but Electro aimed right at Spider-Man, causing the lighting to scorch the ground right where Spider-Man was sitting.

“You can’t match my power!” yelled Electro as he waved his arms, before he sent two more blasts right at Spider-Man. “Stand still so I can take you down.”

“Why do villains always think I’m going to do that because they ask me too?” asked Spider-Man as he sent a line of webbing but Electro charged up, causing the web fluid to heat up and melt into nothingness. “You know, Electro, all things considered, the museum is the last place that I’d expect someone like you. Never seemed cultured type.”

“Hey, I’ve got a job to do and I’ll be rewarded!” yelled Electro, as he sent two more bolts right at Spider-Man. Loud cracks could be heard as the lighting hit the ground. Electro held his hand up but several sparks just flew out.

“What’s the matter, Electro?” asked Spider-Man. “Dead battery.”

Electro dove right at Spider-Man, his powers had a tendency to flake out every now and again after that stupid therapy that Hamilton put him through. Spider-Man dodged, before he knocked Electro backwards with a jump kick. Spider-Man grabbed Electro but he immediately felt like he stuck his finger in a light socket as he was blown back.

“Who turned the power back on?” asked Spider-Man groggily as Electro turned his attention towards an unplugged floor buffer, before he blasted it and the floor buffer nearly ran Spider-Man over. The web head bounced up, as the buffer continued to move right towards him but he sprang on top of it and with his spider strength, he managed to dismantle it before it could take him out.

He watched as Electro quickly turned over several parts of the Captain America exhibit, dismantling them in his crazed search.

“Hey, hey, that’s American history, you’re defiling!” shouted Spider-Man in an exasperated voice, as he shot multiple lines of webbing to try and pull Electro back but Electro managed to recharge.

“He’s stronger when he’s near a wall plug,” thought Spider-Man. “He’s drawing more power. I have to lure him away somehow!”

“Don’t care about some guy who was around before my parents were born!” shouted Electro, as he caused an electrical charge to surge through the floor and Spider-Man leapt up, and tried to pry open the water sprinklers to short circuit Electro, but much to his dismay, the powerful super villain had welded them shut and they were impossible to manipulate even with his spider strength.

A blast of lightning knocked Spider-Man down. While he was not hit, the resulting impact hitting near him had caused him to hit the ground. Electro waved his hand, and several bolts of light erupted from the floor, making a cage surrounding Spider-Man.

“There, see, you put me in Ravencroft, now I’ve got you trapped,” said Electro gleefully, as he manipulated the electric bars to barely give Spider-Man enough room to breath. “I’ll finish you off in a minute, Spider-Man. Right now I’ve got a job to finish and then I’ll have more power than even I know what to do with.”

“Okay, there’s got to be a weakness in this cage, yes of course, my web fluid might short circuit it or it could kill me,” thought Spider-Man as he made careful aim with his web shooter. He had no room for error and barely any room to maneuver. “Here goes nothing.”

A web line shot out, immediately impacting the wall, causing the light around Spider-Man to bend and the web head just enough time to move out. Barely enough time given the shock to his costume. Readjusting his footing, Spider-Man moved to fight Electro, but Electro blocked his attack, before Spider-Man leapt over, before he climbed up the wall, where Electro continued to attack him.

“You’ve got nothing on me Spider-Man!” yelled Electro as he waved his hands and the video camera rattled, before several strands of tape shot out and wrapped around Spider-Man, pretty much causing him to be strung up as Electro cackled in triumph. “Now, let’s see….it’s got to be around here somewhere….yes…it’s here.”

Electro threw the paper down on the ground, before he picked up a rusty old key.

“I’ve done it!” shouted Electro. “I’ve won. I’ve defeated Spider-Man!”

“All these priceless artifacts and you took one stupid key,” said Spider-Man, who would have shaken his head if he was not tied up so tight. “I think you’re brain’s short circuited, Electro.”

“It’s not just any key, it’s the key to ultimate power!” shouted Electro but there were the whirls of jets! “Looks like today’s your lucky day, web head. I’ll be getting out of here and you’ll live long enough to tell the story about your failure today.”

Electro rose several feet off the ground as sparks flew every which way, causing the doors to be sealed shut and the museum to be put under lockdown, except for one small window that allowed Electro to escape.

“Great, great, great, just a bit more, got it, about five seconds too late!” thought Spider-Man as he busted free and landed right on the ground, fatigued from his battle with Electro, short but intense.

There was a sound of somewhere outside of people breaking into the museum and suddenly, a group of SHEILD agents made their way in, weapons at the ready, most of them pointed at Spider-Man, before Nick Fury stepped in, eye narrowed, as he turned towards the table.

“He took the key,” said Fury gruffly before he waved his men off and he turned to Spider-Man. “You let him take the key!”

“I was a bit tied up at the moment,” said Spider-Man defensively, but Fury grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and pushed him back. “Hey, wait a minute…you can’t….”

“You let him take the key!” shouted Fury angrily. “That’s the third time you let something slip by your fingers on your watch, web slinger!”

“Wait a minute, the key was the third component?” asked Spider-Man, eyes widened underneath his mask in shock and Fury just snorted.

“You’ve put the pieces together but if you think you’ve figured it out, you’re wrong,” said Fury as he was right up in Spider-Man’s face.

“I’ll get it back, Electro can’t have gone far,” said Spider-Man but several guns were right in his face at Fury’s motion.

“You’ve done enough!” snarled Fury, practically foaming at the mouth. “I’ve indulged your little habit for far long enough. Your little hero exploits, I might have found it kind of cute at first and let’s face it, there were times where I thought you might be something, but you’ve just proven to me one thing. You’re not a hero Spider-Man. At one time, I thought you might be of use, but I guess you can’t shine shit. You’re nothing but a reckless punk who was lucky enough to get bitten by the right kind of bug.”

“Well maybe if you just told me right away, then maybe I would have thought to protect that stupid key from Electro!” retorted Spider-Man but Fury just took another step forward, so towering over Spider-Man.

“Your bout of endless teenage angst ends right now Spider-Man, I’ve let it go on for too long, your uncle got shot, well guess what, that’s life kid, deal with it,” said Fury callously and Spider-Man tensed up but he calmed himself down enough not to strike Fury with so many guns on him. “From now on, it’s over. You’re done, finished, there’s no more Spider-Man. I’ve given you all the chances that you needed and now you’ve doomed us all.”

“I’ve doomed you all Fury, really?” asked Spider-Man, feeling a bit braver than he most likely should have been with all of the guns pointing in his face. “You know what, you think you can stop me from becoming Spider-Man, well, good luck to you. I’m not going to stop fighting just because you told me to.”

“Inordinate punk,” said Fury angrily.

“Lock me up Fury, I’ll just get out again,” said Spider-Man and for a brief moment, Spider-Man thought that Fury was actually going to do just that.

Instead, he grabbed the web slinger and pulled him into a room right beside them, separate from SHEILD agents and pushed him down into a chair.

“Sit and listen to me for once in your life, Parker,” said Fury in a deadly voice. “Fight me and you will be going into that cell and I’m throwing away the key this time. Just stay put. You have no idea what you’ve just done. If you would have just have left this alone, that crackpot Dillon wouldn’t have gotten his hands on the key. He would have been captured easily. Instead he fought you and he was alert…shut up, Parker, I’ll let you know when you can speak.”

Fury took a step backwards and he looked Spider-Man.

“Go to college, have a future, but never again put on that mask and that outfit,” said Fury in a tone of voice that left no room for argument. “I better not even catch you swinging across the city ever again. Or else the world will know exactly who you are under that mask. It would be a shame if your friends and family were targeted because of some of the criminal nutcases that you fought wanted to take revenge on you.”

“You wouldn’t,” whispered Spider-Man.

“Try me, I doubt your poor Aunt May will be able to stand the shame of what her nephew was up to,” said Fury gruffly. “She’s had enough tragedy in her life as it is. So, the next time you put on that outfit, the entire world will get undisputed proof of who Spider-Man really is.”

“You’re a bastard, Fury,” said Spider-Man in a voice dripping with hatred.

“I’ve been called worse, kid,” said Fury, disinterested. “Go, you wouldn’t want to be late for dinner after all.”

Spider-Man balled up his fist envisioning what it would be like to smash it right into Fury’s smug face.

“Is one free shot worth a lifetime in the most secure prison cell in the world?” asked Fury as he stared Spider-Man right down.

“You’re not worth it Fury,” said Spider-Man. “Good luck cleaning up this mess that you made.”

Spider-Man turned and walked off, as the SHEILD agents moved forward.

“We need to find Captain America now more than ever,” whispered one of the agents, half watching Spider-Man web sling into the distance, for the last time.

“Yeah, and I need to grow wings and fly to work, but that isn’t about to happen,” quipped another agent.

“Look, we just need a bit more time,” said another agent.

“We don’t have time, we need a hero, but not just any hero, the greatest hero the world’s ever seen,” muttered the first agent.

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“I can’t believe this!” thought Spider-Man as he swung right into his bedroom window, carefully moving around, before he moved inside. “Well, guess being benched might be a good thing. But still, I can’t help but be haunted right in the back of my mind that Electro’s still out there and he got the third component…maybe he’s not involved in this…yeah I know. Dare to dream. Still don’t know what this Doomsday Device does. Fury does, he’s spooked about it.”

Spider-Man changed into Peter Parker and put his costume into the closet for the last time, buried deep under everything else.

“Like saying goodbye to an old friend,” thought Peter bitterly. “Oh well, Spider-Man, its been fun, but all good things must come to an end. I’ve already lost Uncle Ben because of this. If something happens to anyone else and Fury didn’t seem like he was bluffing.”

Peter turned to a picture of him, Uncle Ben, and Aunt May on his desk. It must have been taken a few weeks before Uncle Ben was shot. For some reason, he could not shake the image of Uncle Ben looking at him with a disappointed look of just caving in and giving up his responsibility of being Spider-Man.

“Peter are you up there?” called Aunt May from up the stairs which broke Peter out of his thoughts.

“Yes, Aunt May, I’m here!” replied Peter as his aunt opened the door.

“Goodness Peter, I never seem to here you come in, I don’t know how you manage it,” said Aunt May. “I guess my hearing must be going on me.”

“No I don’t think so, Aunt May, you must have been distracted cooking dinner,” said Peter before he sniffed the air. “I can see why, whatever you’re cooked smells delicious.”

“Thank you Peter, you’re too sweet,” said Aunt May with a smile. “You’re have to tell me about your day, you were nearly gone the entire day.”

“Well it wasn’t really nothing out of the ordinary, same old, same old, hung out with some friends, had fun, that sort of thing,” said Peter.

“Lovely,” said Aunt May. “It’s nice to see you out and about. Tomorrow’s going to be another beautiful day as well.”

“I hope so, Aunt May, I really do so,” said Peter.

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Electro walked to the designated location where he was told to guy, glee dancing in his eyes, as not only did he capture this key but he also managed to punk the web head and also give those government agents the slip. The government was always holding down people like him, while stuffing their own pockets.

“Well, I’m going to have the last laugh,” thought Electro as he walked inside.

“Good day, Mr. Dillon,” said a figure in the shadows who stepped up to reveal Mr. Sinister and Electro just paused for a moment, before nodding.

“So you’re the guy who arranged for that overgrown hairball to bust me out of Ravencroft,” said Electro casually as if discussing the weather.

“Yes, you’ve guess correctly,” said Sinister with a calculating grin. “I’m surprised that my appearance does not alarm you.”

“Have you ever been to Ravencroft?” asked Electro with a slight roll of his eyes.

“I see your point,” said Sinister as he held his hand out. “The key and then I will give you the reward as I promised.”

“There you go, don’t see why its important but whatever,” said Electro.

“Trust me, it’s the most important thing that you’ll ever steal,” said Sinister. “Now step into my laboratory and we’ll get you fixed up with the power upgrade that I promised.”

The two walked inside, to see a very stressed looking scientist piecing together to pieces.

“I trust you’re nearly done, Dr. Ohnn,” said Sinister calmly.

“I’ll be done as soon as I can,” said Ohnn with a frown. “This is delicate work and one slight miscalculation and we’ll all be sucked into a worm hole.”

“I expect to get what I pay for,” said Sinister briskly.

“Excuse me, you kidnapped me, you and your goon squad!” argued Ohnn loudly.

“Well, you will most certainly pay if there are not any results soon,” said Sinister calmly “I expect the components to be put together by sunrise in the morning, so we can move it. With everyone at SHEILD looking for us, we don’t have much time and my masking technology will only lead those fools on a wild goose chase for a short time. Trust me, you don’t not want to see my acquaintance upset with you.”

He turned to address Miles Warren who stood there, to await everything.

“Warren, I trust our little reward for Max here is prepared,” said Sinister calmly.

“Yes, it is,” agreed Warren as he motioned for Electro to sit down. “It's remarkable.”

“Right get on with then,” said Electro impatiently. “Electro Version 2.0 is going to bring this city to its knees. The web head can’t stop me and no one else will either if this little upgrade is half as good as you thought it was.”

“Oh believe me, it is much better,” said Sinister, but there was a calculating glint in his eyes that Electro did not seen, as if he knew something that Electro did not know and would not find out.

At least until it was too late.

“Warren, hook him up, then I’ll be done with you, you can get back to work on our main project,” said Sinister as several tubes hooked into Electro. “Oh and Mr. Dillon, one thing.”

“What’s that?” asked Electro curiosity getting the better of him.

“This may sting a little,” said Sinister as the tubes began pumping an orange fluid and Electro screamed, as the new substance had fused with his already altered DNA. “Or a lot but trust me, it will be all worth it in the end.”

Elector’s body continued to be infused with the energy, as he collapsed suddenly, while his body slowly assimilated itself with the new energy.

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“My life is never the easiest,” thought Peter as he sat down on the steps outside of the house, right after dinner. “Welcome back to being normal I guess. This forced retirement, can’t say I didn’t want it, but there is just a part of me that wishes that I did it on my own terms. There’s just something that I wished I had done on my own. Its funny, really it is. All those times where I wanted to give up being Spider-Man and then when Fury threatens me, I don’t want to.”

Peter turned on himself, hand in his chin as he began to think deep in thought. There was a time where he thought he could solve any problem, at least in theory, but ever since he became Spider-Man, that illusion was shattered.

“Anyone home!” called a voice which jerked Peter out of his thoughts and he turned to see Mary Jane standing right over the fence next door.”Oh, I guess there is, didn’t seem to be, I’ve only been trying to say hello for the last couple of minutes.”

“Huh, oh, hi, MJ,” said Peter. “Sorry, I didn’t here you at first.”

“I figured that much,” said Mary Jane with a sigh. “You look like you’ve just been sentenced to die or something.”

“You could say that,” said Peter dryly.

“What’s the matter, relationship problems or something like that?” asked Mary Jane and Peter just shook his head. “Okay, nothing that serious, I suppose, but something you’re still taking way too seriously.”

“Yeah, but this is pretty serious,” said Peter.

“Well, I wouldn’t let it get to me whatever it is,” said Mary Jane. “Brighten up, have some fun, life’s too short.”

“I wish it was that simple,” said Peter. “It’s…more complicated.”

“Only if you let it be,” replied Mary Jane. “You’re a good guy, Peter, I’d hate to see you sink into depression or something because of something that happened.”

“I’m not sinking into depression,” argued Peter defensively. “It’s just frustrating me…people expecting way too much of me and blowing up at me.”

“I would tell those people where to go if I were you,” suggested Mary Jane, looking a bit more serious. “Look, you have your secrets and whoever these people are…they should appreciate you more for who you are instead of who they expect you to be.”

“Yeah, Fury appreciate me, good one,” thought Peter.

“Anyway a bunch of us are hanging out in the mall, don’t suppose I can pull you out of your fortress of angst long enough to have you and Gwen join us,” said Mary Jane.

“No, Gwen and I have plans tonight,” said Peter.

“Too bad, maybe some other time then,” said Mary Jane but she just smiled. “You two have fun and don’t do anything that I wouldn’t do.”

“Yeah, yeah, see you around,” said Peter, barely hearing Mary Jane’s greeting out of the corner.

“Glad she’s happy, no problems to deal with…shouldn’t be so bitter about this, just because I’m cursed to have a complicated life doesn’t mean everyone should be,” thought Peter. “Oh well, maybe I can enjoy this retirement thing. Providing there’s no crime to deal with…not that I can deal with it.”

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Sinister watched as the kidnapped scientists began to haul the assembled Doomsday Device into the area where the Red Skull had indicated, under the watchful eye of Sabertooth. The presence of the mutant had caused the scientists to ensure that they would not be dropping it any time soon.

“A bit to the left gentlemen and we will be good to go,” said Sinister calmly, and carefully, the scientists set the machine down and Sinister made his way to the machine, before he slid the panel back, to reveal a key slot as he picked up the rusted old key that Electro had grabbed from the museum.

At that moment, the doors slid open and the entire room went silent, eyes widened by the scientists and even Sabertooth. No one in the room breathed, when they gazed upon an impressive sight. The legendary Red Skull, who stepped forward, a cold, emotionless expression etched on his distinctively features. On either side was a pair of large bruiser bodyguards. They had pale white skin, sunken in eyes with black rings around them, no hair, slimy green lips, and sharp fang like teeth, with claws and spikes on their arms, with no hint of emotion or human feeling.

“Good evening, Doctor Essex,” said Red Skull in a crisp voice, as he looked around, before he turned to his device and gave a short, concise nod.

“The key to your ultimate triumph,” said Sinister simply and the Red Skull took it, before he placed it into the key slot and turned, before the device began to hum loudly.

“You’ve done well,” said the Red Skull coldly. “The machine is in working order. Now I will be able to control unlimited power to wipe out anyone that I choose and there will be no star spangled simpleton to stop me this time.”

“Now the matter of my payment,” said Sinister casually.

“You will have it as soon as the world is under my control,” said The Red Skull swiftly. “Patience, Doctor, you will be able to have access to years of genetic research, to do with what you’ve pleased. That area no longer has any interest for me. Phase two will commence soon. I require ample power to run this machine for more than a short time.

“You will have more power than you can deal with,” said Sinister calmly. “Sabertooth, let’s see how our friend, Maxwell is holding up after his upgrade.”

Sabertooth just grunted, as he followed Sinister, as the two walked from the hallway.

“The device naturally will be mine once the Red Skull lets his guard down,” stated Sinister to Sabertooth once they were away from Red Skull.

“You’re going to really go against the Red Skull, sir,” said Sabertooth eyes widened.

“You fear him, Sabertooth?” asked Sinister, with a raised eyebrow and Sabertooth shook his head, snarling, but it was half hearted to say the least. “Good, because you will play a part. I’ve given the Skull his device and his minions as well, building up sufficient capital and about as much trust as I can get from someone like the Skull.”

“Yeah, you did a good job with those girl scouts,” chuckled Sabertooth.

“I aim to please,” said Sinister casually with a twisted smirk, as the two walked off to check on how Electro was dealing with the power upgrade.

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“I still can’t believe a movie like that caught on, I mean, the plotting makes no sense, it has no basis in reality even for a movie, and the special effects were so obvious that you could see the wires,” said Peter as he walked from the theater with Gwen, during the later part of the night. “It was really cheesy.”

“It wasn’t that bad, Peter,” said Gwen and Peter just raised his eyebrow. “Okay, it was kind of cheesy but there’s been worse.”

“It would have been worse if I wasn’t there with you,” said Peter and Gwen just smiled.

“Look who’s being cheesy now,” said Gwen and Peter just laughed, before a burglar alarm went off not too far from where they are. “Well, at least we got through the movie and had a good time. See you later Peter.”

“Are you trying to get rid of me, Gwen?” asked Peter playfully, which caused her to frown.

“Peter, a guy just broke into the store, there aren’t that many people around, you can slip into that alleyway easily,” said Gwen and Peter just looked at her with a shrug and she suddenly became alarmed, before her voice dropped to a whisper. “Oh, please don’t tell me you lost your powers again.”

“Powers are still here,” whispered Peter.

“Okay, what’s the deal, I mean, its not like we’re fighting and you decided to give up being Spider-Man for me out of some attempt to salvage our relationship,” said Gwen.

“Thankfully not,” said Peter, they did not need to go down that road ever again.

“Okay, Pete, spill,” said Gwen firmly.

“I was canned,” said Peter and it took Gwen a few seconds.

“How were you fired from being Spider-Man?” whispered Gwen as she pulled Peter into the alleyway.

“Fury,” said Peter. “You know that battle with Electro I had, it must have been all over the news.”

“I heard about that, but…the third component of course,” said Gwen as she nearly smacked her forehead. “But, Fury doesn’t have any right to tell you what you can do….”

“Well technically he can,” said Peter.

“Well technically you should tell him to shove his order up his….” started Gwen but Peter quickly cut her off.

“Gwen, he said he would expose who I was to the world,” said Peter and Gwen looked shocked, but then angry.

“That low life…I can’t believe it…that was low…then again this was someone who threw you in a SHIELD cell under flimsy evidence,” said Gwen, throwing her hands up into the air. “So, what are you going to do?”

“Does it look like I have much of a choice, I don’t want you or Aunt May or Harry or anyone else close to me hurt,” said Peter.

“So you’re really just going to stand there and just let it go like that,” said Gwen in a disbelieving voice.

“Yeah, I kind of have to,” said Peter.

“You won’t last Peter,” said Gwen knowingly.

“Gwen, I have no choice,” argued Peter but Gwen just shook her head.

“Peter, I know you too well, you can’t just stand back,” said Gwen. “If you do, then that’s when you stop being who you are.”

“Thanks Gwen, but its done,” said Peter. “Besides the police handled it well. Your dad runs a tight ship, everything should be fine.”

“Sure for a couple of common crooks trying to break into somewhere, but what about if Doctor Octopus or The Sandman or Mysterio or anyone else shows up, then what?” asked Gwen, as she grasped, Peter’s hand, as she looked a bit scared when she voiced the next possibility. “The Doomsday Device, what if….I don’t want to even think about it…but what if…he’s behind it….The Red Skull.”

Those three words were whispered in fear, as if Gwen was terrified that the Red Skull would materialize out of nowhere in the alleyway and slaughter them both. Peter felt shivers going down his spine.

“Someone else is going to have to deal with it,” said Peter, as he pulled his girlfriend into a hug. “The world didn’t fall apart before Spider-Man. Someone will take care of it after it. There are a lot of other super heroes in this city too.”

Gwen nodded slowly, conceding Peter’s point.

“I better walk you home,” said Peter, as they slowly walked out of the alleyway. “This city’s not safe later.”

“Of course if the Red Skull is back, no where is going to be safe, I've never seen Gwen this upset,” thought Peter. “Of course, upsetting her, its upsetting me.”

Gwen turned around and they walked home.

“I don’t want him to get hurt, I never wanted him to be Spider-Man, so why am I arguing this?” thought Gwen. “It’s something that he has to do. Maybe there was a reason and people count on him a lot of the time. He won’t be able to live with himself.”

“Are you okay?” asked Peter gently.

“Fine, Peter,” muttered Gwen dismally.

“She’s fine, good, she looked pretty shaken up at the thought of the Red Skull, its going to keep me up at night, but if he’s back, I don’t even think I could fight someone like that, he’s greater than anything I’ve ever fought,” said Peter. “Maybe, there’s something I can do, maybe there’s something that Peter Parker can do that Spider-Man couldn’t. I can find him, Fury would have a fit if I found Captain America before he did…yeah a seventeen year old finding Captain America, welcome to fantasy land, Parker. Still, I’ve got to try.”

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Electro’s eyes opened, a twisted grin appearing on his face, as he felt more powerful than ever before. There was a slight fatigued feeling but he felt it fading by the second.

“Excellent, you’ve awakened and with no ill effects,” said Sinister as he nodded approvingly as the energy around Electro began to get brighter and more prominent. “Now, it’s time for you to take full advantage of what you've been given.”

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