The Amazing Spiderwoman [LMJ]

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Herman and Adrian visited the prison's generator repair room, where they met with the Tinkerer. He was an old man, who Adrian guessed was in his mid-seventies. He had patchy spots of white, frizzy hair, and he wore his glasses halfway down his nose.

"Tink?" said Herman.

"Eh?"

"We got a new guy here. He wants something made for him."

The old man turned around and looked at Adrian. "Well waddaya want then, kid?"

Adrian gulpped and responded. "An electromagnet. You know how if you put two of the same kind of magnet next to each other they push away from one another? Make one like that that will push me away from the earth, letting me fly around."

The Tinkerer started to chuckle. "You're insane. I like it. I'll see what I can do, under one condition."

"What's that?"

"You need to pay me." the old man replied.

"How do you expect me to do that?"

"Just once you get out, get the money by any means necessary. Otherwise, I'll kill everyone you know and love."

Adrian looked over at Herman, who was nodding slowly. "Once we're outta here, we'll get the money. You and me, partner."

"How?"

"Well, we're criminals. Put two and two together. We're gonna rob a bank."

"What?! No! You're crazy!"

Herman laughed. "I'M crazy? YOU'RE the one who killed a guy! I've robbed banks before! I know the ins and outs of it all. We'll be able to do it as long as you follow my orders."

Adrian shook his head.

"Fine."

"Alright. When will our devices be ready?"

"Two weeks, at least. Three, tops." replied Tinkerer.

Adrian looked over at Herman. "Then let's do it."

Just then, three new inmates were being led through the generator room, escorted by armed guards. Herman, Adrian, and Tinkerer watched the scene unfold.

"Flint Marko, check. Alex O'Hirn, check. Mac Gargan, check. Alright, lead these punks to their cells." ordered one of the guards. The other two nodded and shoved the three men along.

"Get ya stinkin' hands offa me, ya sonuvabitch!" screamed the one named Flint Marko in a think Brooklyn accent.

"Oh, shuddup, Flint! This guy could kill ya right now. Don't say nothin' stupid!" replied the other one known as Alex O'Hirn. Alex was the largest of the group, but also seemed to be the dumbest.

"Both of you, please be quiet." said the third man, Mac Gargan. He was calm, collected, and had the most muscular physique of them all. Something about him was terrifying to Adrian.

Soon enough, the three of them were inside.

"Hmm, those guys could be useful. Let's talk to them." said Herman.

"You serious?" asked Adrian.

"Hell yeah, I'm serious. If all five of us teamed up, we could bring this place to it's knees." Herman then started walking towards the prison.

"What happened to just us breaking out? We need to take care of ourselves!"

Herman stopped in his tracks, turned around, and asked Adrian one thing: "You comin' or not?"

Adrian sighed and followed Herman into the prison.

Peter woke up the next day, and for once he felt well-rested.

"Well, it's finally Friday."

He got dressed, went downstairs to make himself breakfast, and sat down to watch some TV.

"...in other news, Dr. Otto Octavius has announced his partnership with Oscorp Industries. He and Norman Osborn plan to create a renewable energy source, which would be used to power New York City, and later on the world."

Hmmm, sounds cool.

An interview with Octavius was soon being showed.

"This energy project, codename "SOLAR", will be the greatest scientific achievement of all time, if it works, which it hopefully will. Hahaha, well, I better get back to work."

"You and me both, Otto."

-

Lauren cleaned up and walked to her bus stop. Before she got there, she noticed her bus roar right past.

"Hey!"

Lauren sprinted after the bus, and this time she actually kept up with it, much to the surprise of the students inside. She slammed her fists on the windows.

"Hey! Stop the bus!"

The driver laughed and kept going.

"Stop... the... BUS!" Lauren punched the window so hard that it shattered into a hundred little pieces. The driver slammed on the brakes and exited the bus.

"What the hell, kid?! You're paying for that!"

"You should have stopped, asshole!"

The driver flipped Lauren off and mumbled, "Get on the damn bus."

Right before he did, a black car with a balding man pulled up beside him.

"Lauren Jauregui?"

"Yeah...?"

"Get it in. We need to talk to you."