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Chapter 13: Chapter 12: Frickin Birthdays

It had been just a couple weeks since Peter had taken down Shocker. Things had slowly been ramping up in terms of Gwen and MJ's competing for his attention. He had decided to pay it no mind until one of them decided to actually do something about it. It happened to be his birthday today, meaning he was now 16.

He yawned, stretching. He had gone out a few days ago for clothes that actually fucking fit him, so he came down in a black t-shirt and blue jeans. He had chemically replicated his original webbing compounds into mechanical webshooters, just when he need a straight line of webs to last longer than a fuckin minute. Yeah that was annoying sometimes. His webshooters were very conveniently hidden in little black wristbands, and they were triggered by bending his hand forward twice, the backbone of his wrist hitting a trigger on the underside of the bands.

He was busy stretching, so he almost ran face-first into a massive banner strung in front of the stairs. The Avengers internship thing was basically exactly what Peter figured it would be, and it was extremely easy to make sure the Avengers were in tip-top shape. As soon as he had started working with them, knowledge about things other versions of Spider-Man had helped the Avengers make had come to him quickly. His reward for his help, under Peter's ask, wasn't money, but instead materials. His suit was cool and nice and all, but it needed an upgrade. And badly.

He ducked under the banner hastily, stumbling a little down the stairs to be met with Aunt May, Uncle Ben, Gwen, MJ, Harry, and...Harry's dad? Peter, through his memories, hadn't seen Norman for quite awhile. Peter's past self though, recalled instantly that Norman was Green Goblin, or just Goblin, depends on the comic. They all collectively said Happy Birthday to him, and he chose to temporarily block Norman out of his mind for a second. Or at least, that side of him. Peter dreaded when his phone would inevitably go off, Peter having hacked into a few police radios.

Overall, the party was awesome, and during a lull while everybody was eating, he got a text from Gwen, directly across from him, that she had "a present" for him, and a similar text from MJ, but neither got to give them to him just yet, because Norman excused himself to make a call. Mere seconds later, Peter's phone went off with a ringtone. He'd programmed the hack to save the radio communications as voicemails. And go figure, there'd been a break-in at a nearby SHIELD armory with a fight outside of it. Peter was hyper aware from there, as Norman came back in soon after. "I'm sorry, I must excuse myself. You too, Harry, time to go." That was absolutely not a coincidence.

Peter gulped. "I'll walk you two out. And I think I'll make s run to the store real quick while I'm at it. We're out of paper plates." Peter did just as he said he would, walking Norman and Harry out, spotting a suspicious look from Gwen. As Harry and Norman got into their car, driven by a chauffeur of course, Peter heard Gwen slip away too. MJ apparently stuck around for some reason. He shrugged, waving to Gwen as he quickly headed to his room. MJ was still with May, so he had a window. He slipped into his suit and ditched the place through his, literal, window. His swinging was still breakneck speed.

He reached the SHIELD armory quickly, finding everything already relatively cooled down. In fact...it was almost like it was fabricated. His spider sense rang like hell, as he zipped off of his streetlight perch, turning around. There on the street was a legion of crooked cops, who didn't have police badges on. Instead, they were...Oscorp badges? Peter didn't have long to ponder, as a big green monster came hovering over the cops a second later.

His comic knowledge told him this was the Ultimate Comics version of Norman Osborn's Green Goblin self, but it's weird. He did indeed look like Goblin, but with a difference. He'd modded himself with tech to accompany the OZ serum, an arc reactor ripped straight from Stark tech. If Peter had to guess, the "police" were the ones who'd stolen from the SHIELD armory, and given it straight to Norman.

Arc Reactors didn't have a whole lot of weaknesses, so Peter began to sweat some. He was lucky he had fucked Death, or he would have absolutely no chance against Goblin combined with an arc reactor. Peter quickly realized, via comic knowledge, that there was a high chance that Norman knew who he was. Cracking his knuckles, Peter stood straight on his streetlamp. "Norman, hey, how are ya? Nice night, isn't it?" Peter taunted, thinly veiled aggression building in his chest. Every detail about the Ultimate Comics version of the Osborns bubbled into Peter's mind. (Look it up, it's kinda fucked. If you ask for a link or something in a comment, I can put one or two in the reply. Norman gets zero sympathy from me OR this version of Peter.) Endless malice toward Norman burning within him, Peter's inner wrists burned, and he let out a furious growl as the inner sleeves of his suit ripped open, making way for his stingers.

Norman, in his Goblin form with fire dancing around his fingertips, grinned evilly. "Indeed it is, Peter. Tell me, did Mary-Jane and Gwen already leave May's? Are they all there still? Maybe I'll go visit, hm?" He looked to the bad cops below. "Keep him busy. I have some family friends to go visit." He leered, gliding away.

Absolutely not having any of this, Peter's dark grey webs shot to Norman's glider, his superhuman and also supernaturally-enhanced strength, as he yanked, easily grounding him. Norman turned around, shocked by Peter's strength, before a figure below moved. A white, hooded figure with strange blue ballet shoes, began quite easily taking out the crooked cops below.

Peter immediately knew who it was, and turned his attention back to Norman, who was currently standing and quite furious. "No! My plans!" 10 strands of webbing literally shot out and punched Norman's chest, where the arc reactor was, and he zipped, a flying left head kick aimed for Norman's jaw. It would've landed too, if Norman's right hand didn't come up and grab Peter's foot. He held Peter up and grinned, thinking he had Peter where he wanted him. He truly wasn't expecting Peter to have no mercy or restraint, proved wrong when Peter swiped both stingers like scissors. They didn't pierce deep enough into Norman's neck to kill him, given the limited range Peter had. Nonetheless, blood still poured down Norman's chest.

Caught off-guard, Norman hesitated to act, opening a window for Peter. He sheathed his stingers by instinct, and his webs punched Norman in the face, yanking him into a colossal headbutt. The recoil sent Peter into a half backflip to land on his feet, his goggles shattered. He tossed them aside, Jumping and pulling a 3/4 somersault to slam his right heel into Norman's jaw. This kick landed, and Peter watched 3 teeth fly out. Peter spun, and his right foot lashed out again, landing heavily in Norman's gut. Norman fell back a few feet, but acted quickly, his mouth opening as fire began to erupt in Peter's direction. Peter, too, acted quickly, weaving a flame-retardant shield out of webs and bringing it up from the floor and up above his head. The instant the fire stopped, Peter pulled it, using it to slingshot back at Norman. This time, Peter finally got caught, flying right into a hefty right hook. Peter went flying, creating a dent in a police car. Ghost Spider, secretly Gwen, glanced his direction as she finished with the last cop. Norman, irritated, began lumbering in her direction. Just before he could grab her though, the neurotoxin from Peter's stingers finally began working, slowing Norman down, as he grit his teeth.

Taking the opportunity, Gwen punched him in the face and yoinked herself under him, running passed him to Peter, who was standing and supremely pissed. He figured Gwen already knew who he was, so Peter brought his facemask down to his neck to reveal his bared teeth, his mouth contorted into a snarl. Gwen stood there for a second, beginning to take off her mask before Peter stopped her with a raised hand. "Later, Gwen." He hissed, stalking towards Norman just as he recovered.

Off to the side, a still conscious cop called in crooked reinforcements. Peter chucked his hood back and his webs shot passed Norman, punching into the side of a car. with a mighty yank, Peter brought the car slamming into Norman's back just as Norman was about to gloat a bit. The car slammed into the unprepared Norman, bringing the car and Norman both in Peter's direction. The yanks acted as also a zipping point, as Peter met Norman's face and the car midair with a flying kick. Immediately after the momentum began to take hold of the situation, Peter stuck to the car, letting Goblin fly passed from the impacts but with the car raised above his head. Norman stood up, holding his head in pain, before a car was slammed into him from above via Peter. Shortly after, a swarm of more Os-cops came driving in. Fed up, Peter wrapped Norman in webs, squeezed them, and then let them go, restricting his movement, as he immediately began swinging home.

Gwen hesitated for a second before she swung after him. Peter made a call to Fury on the way. "Norman Osborn is a green monster right now with a arc reactor that I just broke. And Fury, he knows who I am." Peter let that hang for a second. "You see everything, you know how powerful I am now. If you fuck up and let him attack my family or anyone I care about, I will happily destroy SHIELD single-handedly. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Fury began to respond coolly. "And how do you plan to do-"

Peter interrupted him with a single sentence that made every ounce of Fury's bluster die in his throat. "How's project Insight going? Can that go to public knowledge yet?"

Fury stayed on the line for a second before he cleared his throat. "Your point has been made, Parker. I'll triple the protection over your aunt and Uncle. You have my word."

Peter scoffed. "Whatever that amounts to." He hung up and slid into his window, stripping off his suit before he turned toward the door to go make sure everybody was okay, coming face to face with MJ who was A) Very awkwardly wearing red lingerie, and B) Supremely shocked by what she saw. Gwen came swinging in through the window shortly thereafter.

Peter was the first to break the tension. "Well," He licked his lips. "this is awkward."


CREATORS' THOUGHTS
Drax152 Drax152

Really really fun chapter to write, this one.

It's up to a coin toss if I'll make the next chappie another 18+ chapter or just a general chapter, wherein Peter is just like "Nah, not right now, I'm in fight or flight mode."

You'll know what the result is when I publish the next chapter.

Chapter 14: Chapter 13: Goblin Slayer ( volume 1 finale)(some smut at the end)

Peter sighed. "MJ, as much as I really really want to fuck your and Gwen's brains out, there is a much bigger and greener issue." He set aside his burned and torn up costume before he threw open his closet.

"Y-you're Spider-Man? That makes so much sense now with how much you disappear all the time." She awkwardly snagged her clothes and got dressed.

He shrugged as he dug up a spare suit he'd asked Natasha to make for him while dressed as Spider-Man. Spider-Man was also who picked it up.. The tips of the fingers were made of a porous material which would allow his webs to flow, and his wrist webshooters were built into the suit. He felt bad for now cutting out circles from the fabric along the insides of his wrists, but he needed to be able to use his stingers. "Is what it is. At least you know now, so I can balance a little better I guess." He put on the darker, blue and black bottoms with dark yellow soles before he slipped on the top, black and blue on the lower parts but white at the chest with a light yellow spider stretched across. He slipped on his white mask with light-yellow tinted goggles built into it, flipping his hood over it. "Stay safe. And remember, that this isn't a rejection. I just can't until the people I care about are safe." He rubbed her cheek a little before he turned to Gwen. "I need you here to keep them all safe. If Norman heads here, I need you to try to stall him. Hopefully you'll have help." He patted her cheek as well, moving to his dresser and throwing open the bottom drawer. He took out the false bottom and put on the knuckledusters he made from Shocker's gauntlets.

Perks of being an Avengers intern, he was able to mooch steel and other shit to fix the vibration thingies to. He bent his hands forward, two white web lines from his wrist splatting against the wall next to his window before he slingshotted himself out into the night air, his darker webs flicking him into the direction he wanted to go. On the way to Oscorp, with Norman likely headed for the Parker residence, Peter made a call to a friend.

"Hello?" Natasha picked up. 

Peter smiled. "Hey, it's Peter. Ok, 2 things: I'm Spider-Man, and also my family is in danger. Any way you can get SHIELD agents and maybe Tony to go protect my family? And like, ASAP? Norman Osborn really wants to kill me and my family."

Natasha, on the other end, blinked several times, but she cleared her throat. "Okay, I'll just log that information away and keep it to myself. If it's Osborn, then you need more than just agents and me. I'll try to get an Iron Man drone over there."

"Okay great, thanks. Gotta go, bye." He quickly hung up on her, Oscorp tower coming into view. His plan was to kill Norman, so he thought he would square it away with Harry first so there wouldn't be any bad blood. Peter really hoped Norman hadn't gotten around to the hypnosis. He made it to Oscorp about a minute later, crawling in through an open window. He found Harry in the lounge. He anchored himself to the ceiling and came down directly next to Harry. "Oh hey, found you. That was faster than I expected." Harry about jumped out of his skin, and almost attacked, but Peter held up a hand and took off his mask. "Harry, calm down. I'm here to apologize."

Harry blinked. "Peter? You're… oh no, my dad really wants Spider-Man dead. Which means you!" He was about to begin hyperventilating, but Peter just nodded curtly.

"Yes, I know. He's gonna try to get to the people I care about first. So I'm here to apologize for killing him, which I'm about to go do." Peter came down from his webs, standing in front of Harry. "You'll become the new CEO and make actually productive and positive change. I can pull strings with Stark to help you figure out the running aspect of it and stuff." Peter had barely finished the sentence when Harry yanked him into a brohug.

"Peter, without my dad, I can live the life I really want to." He sighed. "I would even be happy to hand the whole company to you, since I really don't want it. Rename it Parker Industries, or fuckin, Penis Enterprises, I don't care. I'm just not the man for it."

Peter scoffed. "No dude, Parker Industries will be its own thing by my own efforts. Partners would be sick though." His smiling face went dead serious again. "I have to go. Like, now. I'll see you when all this is over." Peter slipped his mask back on and swung out of the open window of the lounge area.

Harry, watching him go, felt his blood boil and his body fight against a change. "Peter won't be enough. But would I make it enough?" His hand that had become huge and orange, went to normal. "No...no, Pete's got this. I'm sure of it…"

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Peter arrived on the scene to find absolute chaos erupting on his literal front lawn. Gwen and a beefed up Iron Man drone akin to the Hulkbuster armor were defending the front door from Norman, as a big squad of Os-cops faced off with SHIELD agents. Up above, a helicopter circled, with Nick Fury himself piloting with Nat preparing to snipe Norman if he broke through Gwen and the Hulkbuster-esque drone.

Fury and Nat were the only ones who saw Peter coming, considering he was swinging down the street towards them at the speed of a fucking jet. Gwen did finally see Peter, so she hopped up and around Norman before she executed a really nice backflip, Peter catapulting beneath her flip with his stingers extended. His stingers managed to pierce into Norman's right arm. Peter carried the momentum, sheathing his stingers at the top of the spin, creating a really nice distance. Norman had been on his glider, but the stingers plus the momentum knocked him off for a 30 foot fall to the ground. Gwen and Peter exchanged a few looks, her and the drone moving to protect the front door of the Parker residence.

Norman got up soon after his fall, the two stabs into his arm healing up. This was going to be a war of attrition. He would need to deplete the amount of Oz in Norman's system to nothing in order to kill him at all. He got Nat on his built-in headset thing quickly. "Hey, I need some cover-fire shots when you can get them in. We need to deplete the Oz serum in his system, and the best way to do that is make him regenerate major wounds." He dropped the call there, his knuckles clenching as Norman leered at him. "Hey, Norman. You like the lawn? I mowed it yesterday." His stingers came out again. "You're gonna make excellent fertilizer. Expected, from someone who sacrificed his wife and almost killed the son he wishes didn't exist for power."

Norman laughed. "Yes, well, Harry would've ideally joined his mother as a worthy sacrifice, if you ask me." He stalked forward Peter as if nothing could possibly stop him. He was proved quite wrong when 12 strands of webbing, 2 of them white, laced around his leg.

"See but that's why nobody asked you, Norman. Cus you come out with scummy shit like that." With a massive yank, Norman found himself on his back, poised perfectly for the sniper bullet to the chest from Nat.

Norman growled, the deep hole in his chest slowly knitting closed. Said shot had finished off what was left of the arc reactor he stole, so he just kinda chucked it off.. "Yeah, Norman, I know. I like her, too." Peter zipped backwards to avoid a hook from Norman, zipping back in to fling his heel into Norman's chin. With how high Peter's strength was from sleeping with Death, this hit did actual damage, just as Peter's punch earlier that night had, as a few teeth flew out of Norman's mouth, his Oz serum having to regenerate that as well. Norman stumbled back, only for Peter to zip forward with a left-hand web, angling his back and pulling himself into a flying right backfist. The force of the punch traveled through Norman thanks to the vibro-knuckles.

Norman stepped back, clutching his jaw. Peter didn't give him a lot of time to recover, shooting his dark grey webs to punch Norman before pulling down, abruptly introducing Norman's face to his knee. The force popped Norman up back to his feet and a bit back, and Peter pulled down again, bringing crashing to meet the knee's cousin, Peter's heel. Norman fell back quite a bit, Nat taking the opportunity to nail him in the throat with another sniper shot. Norman didn't get a chance to fall back normally, instead taking a superman punch from Peter that broke his Goblin nose into many pieces. 

Norman coughed and spluttered, blood trailing down his chest from his throat. He slowly stood back up, the hole in his throat repairing and his nose snapping back in place. He growled before he began to chuck more fire at Peter. Peter put up his fire-retardant web shield again, but he couldn't see Norman. When Peter brought down the web shield, Norman was waiting right in front of him. Norman's right hand grabbed Peter by the face and squeezed, trying to break Peter's facial structure.

Peter, grasping for straws here, reached his hand out, His legs wrapping around Norman's weight. He pulled himself in, shortening Norman's arm span, and laid his left hand flat against Norman's face, his whole hand sticking. He unwrapped his legs, braced his left leg against Norman's arm to make space, and planted his heel in Norman's throat with all the force he could muster.

Norman's airway collapsed, and the Oz serum had to work overtime to keep him breathing and to fix the broken windpipe. Norman immediately threw Peter away, but Peter didn't really wanna let go of Norman's face, so instead, Peter flew back a ways with a face attached to his hand. Norman silently screamed, until his airway repaired itself and he screamed bloody murder. Norman's hands left his face, revealing all of the skin of his face ripped off, nothing but muscle, bone, and lidless eyes staring Peter in the face.

Norman stalked forward, his face slowly healing at the edges. As he stalked towards Peter, Peter acted quickly, before the eyelids healed, and blasted his heavy-hitting webs at both of Norman's eyes, rupturing both of them for a few minutes. Peter took the opportunity to wrap him in a cocoon of webbing, somersaulting over him to tear through the webbing on his peeled back, eyeless face. His hands stuck to it, and his telepathic control over webs triggered, dark grey webs beginning to slither up Norman's nostrils. "Let's clear those sinuses. Ya got a lotta infection in there." His webs were just poking around at Norman's brain before Peter's spider sense blared. He hastily backed off, his webs retreating back into his fingers, as Norman's glider dug into the ground where Peter just was. Peter was put on defense quickly, dealing with both Norman and his glider. About the same time, a fleet of Os-cops came in, forcing Gwen and the Iron Man drone to get involved to quell the tide. As a result, Peter was forced to not just play defense, but play goalkeeper, the last line of defense to the house.

Peter was tiring. Norman was tiring. Pushing himself, Peter webbed Norman's glider down and chucked it at him, opening himself up just a little too much for Norman to duck under and wrap a meaty right Goblin hand around Peter's throat, lifting him up. His grip tightened, cutting off Peter's airway, before he subjected him to about 4 chokeslams. Seeing spots, Peter's left stinger shot out before it went into Norman's gut. Grinning evilly, Norman gave one last squeeze to Peter's throat before he chucked him to Norman's right, Peter's stinger snapping in half in Norman. Peter loosed an agonized scream at the snap, as Norman flicked away the end still in his side like a toothpick. With a deep laugh rumbling from his throat, he started stomping to the Parker residence's door. "You have failed, Peter Parker. Now, you will watch as your family dies!" He cackled, his hand just an inch from the door.

About here, Peter's eyes cracked back open and was greeted by what felt like the universe smiling on him. Just a bit down the street, running at breakneck speed, was Ultimate Hobgoblin, who was Harry, just affected by a far lesser dose of the Oz serum and was thus unaffected mentally. "LEAVE THE PARKERS ALONE!!!" Peter had just enough wherewithal to shoot some webs at Norman's legs and he pulled with what strength he could muster, which was just enough to unbalance Norman and send him onto his side. Norman was still trying to process what was happening, so he rolled over to face Harry. Except Harry, or Hobgoblin, had leaped high into the air, and Norman never made it to his other side, taking Hobgoblin's right foot in a stomp to the middle of his face. Harry began mudhole stomping, buying Peter enough time to get up. Norman got tired of his nose breaking over and over again, so he caught Harry's foot and pushed him off. Peter shot some webs at the back of Norman's head.

"I'm still here, fucker!" Peter all but screamed.  Norman turned, distracted, and received a clubbing blow to the back of his head. Norman ran right into a second wind on Peter's part, handspringing kick to the side of the head hitting right on the money. Norman recoiled, turning in Harry's direction to take a massive right straight punch. Again, Norman recoiled, turning back around to Peter, who stepped up on Norman's thigh, hopping off a bit before he brought his right hand around town for a smashing hook. He spun again, running into a backhand from Harry. Harry and Peter both attacked here, Peter's unsnapped stinger piercing through Norman's throat while Harry sent a crashing kick to Norman's left knee, shattering the kneecap.

Shortly after, still with a shattered kneecap and a rasp coming from his throat, the Oz serum in Norman's system ran out, his immortality stripped from it. Peter was about to go to town with his stinger, but Harry stopped him. "No, Peter. He's my dad. I'll do it." Peter hesitated for a second before he let Harry go. Harry picked up Norman's glider and jammed it right  into Norman's chest, ending him then and there. He moved to Peter, in human form now, and helped the wall-crawler stand and limp into his house. "I need a nap." Peter nodded his agreement, as he waved to the Iron Man drone and up at Fury and Nat (she ran out of ammo a bit ago). He walked in to be met with a 3-hour long lecture from May and Ben, with Ben ultimately making the decision to support Peter in the shit he did, but he gave the caveat of making sure Peter was safe. 

Gwen and MJ didn't plan on giving Peter his well-deserved sleep just yet, though.

SMUT STARTS HERE

Death smiled down on Peter, casting a little sound-proofing and time-freezing around Peter's room. Which was good, because a certain redhead was making far too many gagging sounds for the sound-proofing to not be necessary. Peter was too injured to be dominant, like at all, but he was content to stare up at the perfectly trimmed cunt of Gwen Stacy while MJ fucked her own face on Peter's cock. Turns out, she practiced on a zucchini. Peter raised his head up to lap at Gwen, tasting something akin to rosewater. "I'll take this as my reward for slaying the Goblin."

He groaned as she and MJ swapped back and forth with his dick. Gwen was markedly worse at it than MJ, but she was currently being thoroughly tongue-fucked, so her moans sent nice vibrations. A couple minutes later, an above-average spider-person-sized cum load sprayed having been sprayed over MJ's face and tits, she and Gwen switched spots.

Peter paused to appreciate the utterly hairless cunt that MJ presented to him. She tasted kinda like an orange creamsicle. He wasn't able to pay too much attention to it though, as Gwen slid down his cock for the first time that night and licked cum off of MJ.

To make a long story short, both girls were given a healthy creampie, Gwen swinging out to grab Plan-B asap. When she came back, Death came to the Material Plain, as "Darci", and introduced herself as Peter's sort of mandatory fuck-buddy. Until his past self was fully recovered in his mind, that was all he was. Once both lives are equally represented, she would commit.

Gwen had to leave for curfew reasons, but Darci stuck around, blowing Peter before she and MJ fell asleep on his chest, MJ and Peter both now clothed for the sake of avoiding the "hanky-panky" talk from May.

Right before they passed out, Death smiled. "Goodnight, Goblin Slayer. I will be gone when you awake. But I will be with you through the night."

Through the Tantric Energy, Peter gained 10% of Gwen's strength and increased agility, and 5% more strength from Death, which translated as darker webs and a shadowy, blurry outline to his figure that he could turn off and on. It also kickstarted an advanced healing factor, repairing the injuries he sustained during his sleep.

Peter's Panty lockbox:

Laura Kinney's Black Thong - Smells like peaches.

Death's Black Lace Shadow-Panties - Made out of shadows, so it's clean.

Gwen Stacy's White Panties - Smells like roses.

Mary-Jane Watson's Dark Red Lace Panties - Smells like orange creamsicle.


CREATORS' THOUGHTS
Drax152 Drax152

I hope this is good ;-; The first try was better, but we all know what happened there.

Edit: Let me know if there's any typos. Bedtime for me now lol. 2am. There's some dialogue exchanges from the first version of the chapter between Peter and Norman I wanna edit in tomorrow though. I'll let you guys know when they've been edited in.

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