[Peter stared at Norman's outstretched hand, the weight of the mont pressing down on him. After a long pause, he finally replied, "I only have one father, and his na is Ben Parker."]
[Norman's face twisted with rage. "Goodbye, Spider-Man!" he snarled. Peter's spider-sense flared instantly, and his eyes darted behind him. The glider, ard with a deadly blade, was rushing toward him with terrifying speed. In one fluid motion, Peter backflipped out of harm's way, the blade missing him by re inches.]
[Norman, however, wasn't as fortunate. The sharp blade impaled him before he could react. A gasp escaped his lips as pain overtook him. "Oh!" he managed to exclaim before collapsing onto the glider. Blood pooled around the wound as his breaths grew labored. Peter stood silently nearby, his expression unreadable.]
[Summoning the last of his strength, Norman looked up at Peter. "Don't tell Harry," he whispered, his voice barely audible. With those final words, his head fell forward, and the life drained from his body. Peter watched him quietly, his thoughts a storm of conflicting emotions.]
[Later that night, Peter brought Norman's lifeless body back to his ho. He carefully laid him on the bed, his movents slow and deliberate. Just as he stepped back, the door swung open, and Harry appeared. His eyes widened in shock at the sight before him. "What did you do?" Harry demanded, his voice rising in anger. "What did you do?!"]
[Peter opened his mouth to explain, but the weight of the mont left him speechless. Before he could find the words, Harry stord over to a cabinet, pulling out a pistol. When he turned back, Peter was gone, the room eerily silent.]
[Harry stood frozen, his hands trembling as he held the weapon. The image of his father's body burned into his mind, his anger and grief intertwining. He sank into a chair, unsure of what to do next.]
In Stark Tower, Tony Stark replayed the scene on The Screen, his sharp mind dissecting every detail. "So, Norman tried to use a surprise attack to kill Spider-Man," Tony muttered. "But really, did he think Peter Parker would go down that easily?"
He gestured to Jarvis. "Pull up the footage of the Green Goblin's bomb exploding in Peter's face."
Jarvis complied, displaying the mont in slow motion. Tony studied the scene intently. "That bomb should've obliterated him. It's blown balconies to smithereens and turned people into ash, yet Peter took it directly to the face and survived. His mask was destroyed, sure, but his face? Not even a scratch. Just dizzy and montarily weak."
Nick Fury rubbed his brows as he flipped through a report from S.H.I.E.L.D. "His physical resilience is off the charts. The dart that could slice through steel barely grazed him. And his recovery rate is equally impressive—he was fighting at full strength minutes after being injured."
"Tony Stark, I invited him to join the Avengers before, but he refused. Later, the Screen on the sky answered Tony's question, and I have always wanted to know what he asked." Nick Fury put down the report in his hand and looked up at Hill who was standing beside him.
"I don't know if he has found the answer. Natasha said he hasn't been to work and has been staying at ho every day. I don't know what he is doing. I think I have to go and ask him in person!"
"Go directly to his house? He was very unhappy with you for entering his house without permission in the past..." Hill said standing aside.
"It doesn't matter. He already had a bad impression of , so it doesn't matter if it gets even worse. Get the things ready. I think he might need it."
[At Norman Osborn's funeral, Harry stood in front of the grave, dressed in black. His face was stoic, but his eyes betrayed the turmoil within. Peter approached him quietly, his own grief etched across his features. "I'm sorry, Harry," Peter said softly. "I know how it feels to lose a father."]
["I didn't lose him," Harry snapped, his voice cold and bitter. "He was taken from . One day, Spider-Man will pay the price. I swear, Spider-Man will pay the price!"]
[Peter's heart ached as he looked at his best friend, now consud by hatred. He wanted to tell Harry the truth, but the words caught in his throat. Harry, noticing Peter's hesitation, softened slightly. "At least I still have you," he said, pulling Peter into a hug. "You're the only family I have left."]
[As Harry walked away, Peter watched him with a heavy heart. The weight of his double life bore down on him, the words of the Green Goblin haunting him: No matter what you do, the people you love will pay the price.]
[Peter turned to find Aunt May and Mary Jane standing nearby, deep in conversation. He approached Uncle Ben's tombstone, his thoughts a whirlwind of regret and resolve. Mary Jane followed him, her eyes red from crying. She reached out, and they embraced quietly.]
["You must miss him," Mary Jane said, her voice trembling. "It's always sad to lose soone you love."]
[Peter nodded. "It never gets easier," he replied, his voice heavy.]
[Mary Jane hesitated before speaking again. "When I was on the bridge, I thought I was going to die," she admitted. "And all I could think about was you, Peter. Not Spider-Man. You."]
[Peter looked at her, surprised. "Really?" he asked.]
[She smiled through her tears. "You've always been there for , Peter. You make feel like I'm better than I ever thought I could be. You've made feel like myself. And I... I love you, Peter. I love you so much." Before Peter could respond, she kissed him deeply.]
[As their lips parted, Peter's face clouded with guilt. Mary Jane noticed imdiately. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.]
[Peter shook his head, his heart breaking. "I can't," he whispered. "I can't tell you everything."]
["Why not?" Mary Jane pressed. Peter looked at her with tear-filled eyes. "Because if I did, it would only put you in danger."]
[Mary Jane's heart sank, but she forced a smile. "Then tell what you can," she said softly. Peter stepped back, his voice shaking. "I promise to always be your friend, MJ. But that's all I can give you." Mary Jane's tears spilled over as Peter walked away, his words echoing in her mind. She touched her lips, realization dawning on her face as she turned to watch him disappear into the distance.]
[The final scene showed Spider-Man swinging through the city, the wind rushing past him. He landed on a flagpole, the setting sun casting a golden glow around him. His voice narrated: "With great power cos great responsibility. This is my gift, my curse. Who am I? I am Spider-Man."]
"Because you're Spider-Man, you don't want to drag Mary Jane down? You're such a pure-hearted kid. It's a pity you didn't et , otherwise I would tell you that you can be a superhero and have a love life at the sa ti!"
Tony sighed when he saw Peter choose Spider-Man and gave up his feeling with Mary Jane. He also felt narcissistic about the fact that he was both Iron Man and have Pepper in his life.
Nick Fury, who had just arrived at the Malibu villa, responded with a hint of displeasure, "That's because you're a billionaire, while Peter Parker is just an ordinary guy. He can't juggle everything on his own—Spider-Man, Aunt May, and Mary Jane. This is the greatest challenge for anyone striving to be a hero."
"Accepting Mary Jane would an that she would be in danger, which is absolutely unacceptable to him. He would rather get hurt than let the people he loves get hurt."
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