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Zalgo's P.O.V

At last.....the spider is dead.....now I can continue my conquest over this wretched planet....although I enjoyed tormenting that weakling....i am almost sad to see our rivalry end so suddenly....no matter.....he's dead now....which means he will no longer be able to interfere with my goal...

Nina has proven herself, or atleast that's what she believes....she is nothing more than a pawn to me, so easily manipulated, she will never be one of my proxies....she sealed her fate the moment she decided to join my pathetic sister and her lapdogs....

This is all truly magnificent....but wouldn't have been able to reach this point if it wasn't for Mr Osborn's contribution.....

*FLASHBACK*

Oscorp Tower
October 27th 8:30 P.M

Norman Osborn's P.O.V

"I don't care what it takes!....find Peter Parker or I will have your head on a pike!" I yelled into my phone and hung up, I sat back in my chair and waited for those imbeciles to find that damned wallcrawler....i know who he is.

I decided to make another call to Wilson Fisk....from what I've heard....fisk has some connections who claim to know where Peter Parker is hiding...after our conversation I got another phone call....this time from an unknown number....

"Norman Osborn....CEO of oscorp and soon to be mayor of new york speaking!" I said in my usual cocky attitude.

"Hello norman....we believe you have something of great value to us..."  a voice said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked.

"We want you norman....we need your body as the vessel for our lord...." the man said again.

"Look asshole....I've gotten threats like this on a daily basis....so why don't you just cut to the chase and tell me what you really want..." I said through gritted teeth....who the hell does this guy think he his?

"To watch you....and everyone on this planet suffer....." the call then ended and the lights cut off.

"What the hell?" I shouted, I looked around my office for a power compartment and I hit the switch and saw a group of weird looking guys with robes on and strange logos on their bodies.

"Mr. Osborn.....it is time." The man said.

"Time?......time for what?" I then felt something hit me in the back of the head and knock me out.

17 Minutes Later.....

My eyes slowly slid open to see that we were still in my office...but it was dark and I was tied down to the floor in the middle of a strange logo and saw that my shirt was off.

I then looked some more and saw the weird guys from earlier surrounding me while holding hands.

"What the hell Is going on here? Do you know how much I'm worth?" I said angrily but they just ignored me...suddenly they began saying a weird poem.....

After the poem ended I suddenly felt a hand shoot through my chest as blood splattered everywhere. I then watched helplessly as a huge creature with tendrils began crawling out from my body...i felt my consciousness fade as the life began to leave me....

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