The Tragedy of Mary Jane Stark

The Death of a Young Stark

Peter had been nervous to let Mj go to Normans lab by herself. She reassured her Gwen would be there; and left.

Peter got no calls from her that day, only a message saying she was going into work. So nothing bad must have happened.

Him and Miles were down right tired. They spent the entire night last night trying to find the goo monster again. Just to discover nothing.

Miles wanted to stay over, he's been over every day  since Peter moved in. Though Peter just wanted to spent time with Mj alone, he didn't mind Miles spending the day with him. He knew Miles was upset about having to go back to school by himself.

Miles was making himself some 'linner' as he would call it. Not lunch but not dinner, linner. Peter was on the couch snuggling with Andy under a blanket. He was wearing one of Mjs shirts and laying on her pillow.

He wasn't sure what washed over him. He all of a sudden felt his eyelids get very heavy. The warmth of the cat and the blanket didn't help. The hum of the microwave Miles was using seemed to do it. He didn't want to fall asleep. He always had a hard time sleeping without Mj. But it was almost like a spell that pulled him closer to the inky bliss of sleep

There was fire everywhere in this building. Peter was in his suit. Miles was no where to be found. Screams could be heard coming from the roof. Loud horrific screams that made Peters stomach drop. It was Mj.

His Spidie sense was going crazy. He needed to get to the roof.

"Peter! Peter help me!" Mjs shouts. Peters heart was racing, he felt like it was trying to leap out of his chest. Not Mj, anybody but her.

"I'm coming Mary Jane!" He cried as he forced himself through the flames, towards a window he broke open. Hopping out he climbed up the building, smoke coming out of the open window. Almost blinding him. He was choking on the black smoke but he pushed forward. Crawling as fast as he could.

Peter could hear Mj's cough as he got to the roofs edge. The OSCORP building was incredibly tall. Peter pulls himself up and comes face to face with a man he trusted. A man he had once considered intelligent and reliable. A man he once considered a friend.

"Peter Parker..." the scientist with giant goggles covering most of his face, called out.

"Put. Mj. Down." Peter said sternly. The man had several robotic arms, two of which were tightly clamped around Mj's waist as she was struggling to breathe. The smoke from the fire burning her lungs. She was coughing badly.

"It didn't have to end this way peter. All you had to do was help me." The man shouts. He squeezed Mj tighter. Causing her to shriek and claw at the giant robotic claws, trying and failing to get them off.

"This ends here Doc. Put her down! She has nothing to do with this. You want me right? She has nothing to do with what you want ." Peters throat was dry, not only from the smoke but from fear. How could he have allowed Mj to be dragged into this.

"Peter Peter Peter, how I wish I could give you that super hero moment. Stopping the so called 'Villain' and getting a fat smooch from the girl you saved. But that's not how I'm going to allow it to happen. You took something from me, so I will take the most important thing away from you." The mad man walked forward.

What stood between Peter and the doc was a giant hole in the OSCORP building. Going down nearly 40 stories, with debris all around it. Peter knew what he was planning.

"I'll help you! I'll help you okay?! Just put her down please." Peter begged.

"Peter no! You can't!" Mj called out.