Hello readers, as English isn't my first language, it may contain many grammar issues. That's why I will be using Grammarly. The sponsor of today's vid...
Still, if you find any incorrect grammar or punctuation inside this fanfic, it would be awesome if you would write a correction in the paragraph comments.
'...' : thought
"..." : talking
/...\ : something is written
[...]: place/time
{...} : talking per phone/pc/tv
>...< : sound
(...) : the all mighty me ᕕ( ಠ‿ಠ)ᕗ
Without further ado, let's begin the Story!
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Time after the Queensboro bridge incident: 1 Week 3 Days 10pm
(That's where the flashback left off)
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[Arround 10pm | Lenox Hill Hospital Hall | Nels POV]
"Mister Osborn. You were correct in your assumption, that the Thompsen boy would be impulsive." I said in a serious tone.
{That is excellent. What was his answer to your question?} Mr. Osborn asked me.
'I can see his smile through the phone.' I thought while suppressing a frown from appearing on my face.
"He said to get a corpse and spread the news that he is dead. But he also asked for help to write a letter that talks about his reason for-"
{I don't need to know more about that. Just send me the detailed report later. I will meet you at the testing facility.} he said- no, ordered me.
'I hate writing reports!' I screamed in my head.
"Yes, sir! consider it done already!" I exclaimed with conviction.
"No boring days at Oscorp, I guess." I murmured quietly
>ring ring ring<
"Is everything prepared?"
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[Arround 12pm | On the road | David's POV]
"So where are we going?" I asked him while raising an eyebrow.
"We are going to a secret lab in the abandoned Neponsit Health Care Center. We have been driving for 50 minutes. If everything goes as planned, we should reach our destination in about 3 more minutes." Mr. Adder explained to me in a rather bored tone.
I looked out the window and saw the skyline of New York.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" I asked in a tranced state.
"Excuse me?" Mr. Adder asked. Wanting to acquire what I was asking.
"The city. It is beautiful... If only this pesky spider wouldn't terrorize it!"
Mr. Adder, surprised by my sudden outburst, lifted a brow as if asking what I meant by it.
"He is swinging through the streets of queens like he owns them. If he does something wrong, he hides until the backlash is over. If he ever kills someone, nobody can keep him in check because nobody knows who he is!" I continued, giving arguments for my thesis.
Seemingly satisfied with my answer, he gave me a slight smile and a nod.
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[a while later | Neponsit Health Care Center]
"We are here Mr. Thompson." Mr. Adder said while the driver came and put me on his back to carry me.
As we walked to the building, I couldn't help but wonder how they built a secret laboratory under there.
As we were before the entrance, the ground started to shake as it opened and revealed a staircase that seemed to go on forever.
"How lucky that I can't walk!" I exclaimed loudly, getting a little chuckle from the driver.
'How surprising! Someone that shares my type of humor in this accursed world!' I thought wide-eyed.
As we finally reached the last stair, I could see an enormous corridor with many doors, which looked like they were made of steel. Some people dressed in lab coats came running towards us. They were pushing a hospital bed in front of them.
"Put him on the bed and start going back!" Mr. Adder ordered with a scream.
"Everything has to be ready when he comes."
'He?' I asked myself, but not stating it out loud.
After the driver put me down and started to go up the stairs. Mr. Adder grabbed into his suit pants.
"Ah... One more thing before you go!"
"It's not personal." Mr. Adder stated in a cold tone.
>Bang Bang<
Before I could even process what happened the driver fell to the ground. As I looked at his corpse, I saw one hole in his head and one in his chest.
"Wh- WHY did you kill him?!" I yelled, scared for my life.
"I thought you would be smarter... naturally because he knows of this place." he answered in a matter-of-fact tone.
'He is right' I thought to myself.
'He knows that I am not dead and that Oscorp is going to conduct an illegal experiment here. It would be stupid to leave this variable alive.' I reasoned in my mind.
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[2am | Secret Lab]
'I have been here for about one hour and a half, I think?' I thought, trying to guess the time.
>creak<
I heard the door open and turned my head a little bit, to see who it was.
"It is time everything is prepared." I heard a feminine voice say.
Even though she wore an operation mask, I could see her brown eyes and hair, which she wore in a short cut.
(picture here:)
I nod my head before I see more people step into the room.
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[A little later]
After being moved, I saw a big a** glass dome in the middle of the room. Before I could ask what its purpose was, I felt my arm being tied to the bed and looked down to see my whole body being restrained.
"Is that really needed? Can't move and all." I said, trying to calm myself down by joking.
"You may not be, but it is." the doctor from before, ignoring my joke, said, looking somewhat scared.
"What is 'It'?" I asked out of curiosity.
"It's a-"
{Dr. Doser! Less talking, more acting. Understood?} Before she could answer, a rough voice interrupted her.
"Yes, sir!" She said nothing from the former scaredness to be found.
I wanted to ask again but decided against it.
{And you Mr. Thompson! Your questions will be answered once you enter the isolation room.}
They began pushing the bed, this time in the direction of the so-called isolation room.
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Welp this was another succesful(?) Chapter