-Co-creator Richard Wilson III
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Spider-Man
One Shot
‘Happy
Anniversary Spider-Man’
By: Tim Ruppenthal
and Richard Wilson III
This issue was
written as a special ‘Thank You’ to Marvel Comics and the original creators of
the Amazing Spider-Man: Stan Lee, Steve Ditko, and the many others who who
followed them on the wild ride known as ‘The Life of Peter Parker’ (Try and
imagine THAT as a subtitle!). So to the people mentioned and many others:
THANK YOU
Co-creator Richard
Wilson III
August 13, 2002:
Parker Home, Queens 8:15 AM
Mary Jane: PETER! If you don’t hurry you’ll be late for work!
(Peter gets up from the box containing his old Spider-Man
gear in the attic and makes his way to the opening)
Peter: Huh?
(Mary Jane appears in the hole)
Mary Jane: I said you’ll be late for work
Peter: We wouldn’t want that would we?
Peter: We wouldn’t want that would we?
(Both Peter and Mary Jane exit the attic and make their way
to the kitchen where 7 year old Mayday is sitting, eating pancakes)
Mayday: Morning Daddy!
Peter: Morning baby girl! How are you this morning?
Mayday: GREAT! Mommy said we’re going to make cake today!
Peter: CAKE!?
Mayday: For your anniversary!
Peter: Oh, my anniversary? Did mommy tell you why?
Mayday: No!
Mary Jane: Today’s the day your father stopped being
Spider-Man and joined the Police Crime Lab
Mayday: Why did you stop?
Peter: Being Spider-Man? Well, it had something to do with a
little girl who decided to start living in my house…
Mayday: I wonder who that was…
Peter: Hahaha! I don’t know, but you look an awful lot like
her…
Mary Jane: Peter, you gotta go…
Peter: Yes dear, I’ll see the two of you at lunch
Mary Jane: We’ll meet you at the Starbucks by the store ok?
Peter: Ok, see you then!
Peter: Ok, see you then!
Mayday: Bye daddy!
Peter: Bye baby girl! See you later!
Midtown Police
Department, 9:08 AM
Tech Supervisor Brandon :
Hey Pete, how’re you doing today?
Peter: I’m alright, how are you doing?
Peter: I can’t; Mary Jane and I have something planned for
later, sorry
Peter: Sure, I’ll let
Mary Jane know
Peter: See ya!
(Peter makes his way to the crime lab where he runs into
Phil Urich)
Peter: Hey Phil!
Phil: Oh, hey Pete. What’s up?
Peter: Nothing really, you still going to SVA**?
[Editor’s Note: SVA=
Super Villain’s Anonymous, just so you know]
Phil: Yeah, I’m about to get my 5 year badge tonight
Peter: That’s great! It’s like everyone has an Anniversary
today
Phil: That’s right, today’s the day you quit being Spider-Man!
How long’s it been?
Peter: Five years, same as you
Phil: Yeah, I forgot May had something to do with that
Peter: Everything really… Now, are we just going to
reminisce or are we actually going to go over this case work?
Midtown Crime Lab,
11:43 AM
(The Police Chief walks into the Crime Lab, interrupting
Peter and Phil)
Chief: Parker! Urich! I need to speak with you, NOW!
Peter: What’s up Chief?
Chief: Peter, there was an incident at the shopping plaza-
Peter: The Plaza!? When? What happened!?
Chief: All we know is that approx. 11:30, some lunatic
dropped a bio-agent that’s causing {What did the Prof. say it was?}
Bio-molecular breakdown. Among the casualties were Mary Jane and Mayday Parker—
(With that Peter shoves aside the Chief and makes his way towards
the door, when Phil steps in and pulls him into a chair)
Chief: Peter, listen, the case is being taken over by the Counter-Terrorist Division; They’re trying to get a hold of Reed Richards and—
Chief: Peter, listen, the case is being taken over by the Counter-Terrorist Division; They’re trying to get a hold of Reed Richards and—
Peter: I don’t care about that! Where are Mary Jane and
May!?
Chief: They’re being quarantined at Midtown General, no one
in or out until this is finished. In the meantime, you and Urich are being sent
home, due to the personal nature of this case, we’ll keep you updated as things
develop
Peter: Uh, ok, thanks Chief… Lets go Phil
(With that, Peter and Phil leave the Crime Lab and are standing outside the Police Station)
(With that, Peter and Phil leave the Crime Lab and are standing outside the Police Station)
Phil: Pete, I’m sorry about—
Peter: Phil, where’s your Hobgoblin gear?
Phil: Peter, I’ve been clean for 5 years! I can’t just—
Peter: You can, and your sponsor’ll understand if I say you
were helping Spider-Man
Phil: You mean you’re gonna—
Phil: You mean you’re gonna—
Peter: My family’s at stake, there’s nothing I won’t do to
help them
Phil: Okay, it’s in lockdown in the SVA facility
Peter: Fine, we’ll head there after we hit my place
Phil: I’ll get a cab
Parker Home, 12:05
PM
Phil: What do we need?
Peter: We’re going to the attic and getting what we need
Phil: And that is?
Peter: My suit, my gear and containment units
Phil: Containment units? For what?
Peter: Samples of whatever went off in the Plaza
(Phil and Peter enter the attic, as Peter directs Phil
towards the chest with the units. Phil opens the chest and finds two orb shaped
containment units and a satchel among web fluid materials, extra web shooters
and web cartridges w/utility belts)
Peter (in full costume, sans the mask and gloves): Grab
everything except the chemicals and bring them here
Phil: Here, now what?
Peter (taking the extra cartridges and a belt): Take a
communicator from one of the extra belts and put the containment units in the
satchel; you’re going to carry them to our destination
Phil: Alright, the SVA next?
The Plaza, 12:28
PM
Phil (Now in full Hobgoblin Gear): You didn’t have to strong
arm Willie…
Peter: I didn’t have the time for the authorization; the
Avengers ID Card would have been enough
Phil: There’s the scene now; How’re we gonna play this?
(Peter ignores Phil’s words as he swings down to the Veteran
Police Officers who welcome him back as he explains that Hobgoblin’s with him
and calls him down)
Phil: What’d you do to get us in here?
Peter: Told him it was Avenger’s business and that we would
take care of it
Peter: This is where the device went off; look at the
residue right there…
Phil: Is that goo?
Peter: Yeah, get the containment unit and bottle it up,
we’re going to see Curt Connors
Phil: Connors? What about Reed Richards?
Peter: He’s been in the Negative Zone for the past week and
a half with the FF, and Connors is our best bet right now
Curt Connors: Peter! What are you doing here? With the
HOBGOBLIN!? And I thought you gave up the costumed life!
Peter: Curt, Mary Jane and Mayday were contaminated by
whatever went off at the Plaza this morning, and Phil and I need your help to
figure out what it is
Curt: After all you’ve done for my family? Of course I’ll
help you Peter, give me the sample
(Phil reaches into his satchel, pulls out the samples and places them on the desk Connors directed)
(Phil reaches into his satchel, pulls out the samples and places them on the desk Connors directed)
Curt: Peter, I need you to come here and look at these
genetic markers, they look similar to another sample on file…
Peter: The CARRION VIRUS!? Where’d they find the Carrion
Virus!?
Phil: You mean the plague from 1996?
Curt: It’s an altered version, with a delayed reaction time,
and it seems that anyone who came into contact with the ‘Carrion’ entity is
immune
Phil: Will the old cure still work even with the differences?
Curt: Unfortunately, the original cure will take too long to
adapt to the changes in the markers, but it also seems to shut down after an
unknown period of time…
Peter: It just stops? How does that work?
Curt: I don’t know, but I think—
(Curt drops one of the containment units and the goo
splashes his hand)
Curt: Oh God… Peter, I need to get to the quarantine room—GAH!
(Connors drops to the floor, starting to shake and twitch, with green scales beginning to form along his hand and face)
Peter: Curt! Shit! Phil, get a concussion grenade in the quarantine room NOW!
(Peter uses his webs to fling the still transforming Connors into the quarantine chamber, as Phil tosses in the grenade and locks the door)
Curt: Oh God… Peter, I need to get to the quarantine room—GAH!
(Connors drops to the floor, starting to shake and twitch, with green scales beginning to form along his hand and face)
Peter: Curt! Shit! Phil, get a concussion grenade in the quarantine room NOW!
(Peter uses his webs to fling the still transforming Connors into the quarantine chamber, as Phil tosses in the grenade and locks the door)
Phil: Ok, now what?
Peter: We alert the authorities and head to Oscorp
Phil: Oscorp? Norman ’s
dead though and Harry’s in control—
Peter: Harry’s not the most coherent or reasonable person I
know
(Peter’s phone goes off and he sees that it’s Mary Jane’s
cell number)
Peter: Mary Jane? What’s going on?
Mary Jane: Ugh, Peter? Where are you?
Peter: I’m at ESU with Phil, trying to get a cure, how’s May
doing?
Mary Jane: She’s throwing up, feverish and sleeping right now… Did you say that you were at ESU looking for a cure?
Mary Jane: She’s throwing up, feverish and sleeping right now… Did you say that you were at ESU looking for a cure?
Peter: MJ, don’t get mad, but I HAD to put on the costume—
Mary Jane: Peter, due to the circumstances, you don’t need
to justify it, just get it done so May and I can go home
Peter: Ok, just hold on a bit longer
Peter: Ok, just hold on a bit longer
Mary Jane: We will Tiger, trust me
(Mary Jane hangs up as Peter turns to Phil)
Phil: How’re they doing?
Peter: They’re hanging in there, but we need to hurry up
Oscorp Industries,
1:02 PM
(Both Peter and Phil sneak into Oscorp through the rooftop
ventilation, making their way to the Bio-Research facility in Subbasement 3)
Phil: You know, these wings can’t keep folding this small every time we go somewhere…
Phil: You know, these wings can’t keep folding this small every time we go somewhere…
Peter: I didn’t here you come up with an alternate solution
on how to get in here unnoticed, so suck it up…
Phil: What’s got you thinking that Osborn’s got anything to
do with this?
Peter: Besides that he’s the last living person with the
formula to the Carrion Virus? Or having possible motive? Or that his entire
family is a psychotic basket of evil? I wouldn’t have a clue…
Phil: Right, and what if we find that he has nothing to do
with it?
Peter: Then we keep going until we find the people
responsible for it and bring them down… We’re here
(Looking through the vent, Peter and Phil both see that the
lab bustling with life as Harry Osborn walks through the lab calling for his
employees to work faster)
Harry: We need to contain the situation in the Plaza! The
Virus made it out of the lab and into the public! Finish the vaccine NOW!
(Harry leaves the Lab and heads back up towards his office,
as Peter breaks open the air vent and leaps down, startling the workers)
Peter: I need to know what the hell’s going on here!
Unimportant Employee #1: One of the lower labs was breached
and one of the Carrion Virus samples was stolen, Mr. Osborn is having us make a
vaccine for the breakout, but we can’t isolate the new markers…
Peter: Hobgoblin, stay here and help them out, go through
the database with the new info we have, I’m going to visit Harry
(Peter jumps back into the air vent and leaves Phil to his
duties)
Harry Osborn’s
Office, 1:17 PM
(Peter makes his way to the office of Harry Osborn, when his
phone buzzes with a call from Mary Jane)
Peter: Mary Jane?
Mayday: Daddy?
Peter: May? How’re you doing baby girl?
Mayday: I feel sick… When are you going to come and see us?
Peter: Soon baby girl, I’m looking for medicine to make you
and mommy get better ok? I’ll be there soon…
Mayday: Ok… Bye daddy I love you
Peter: I love you too sweetie…
(Peter hangs up the phone and continues to Harry’s office,
where he finds him looking out the window towards the city)
Peter (crashing through the air vent): HARRY!
Harry (moving towards the desk): Peter, how nice to see you…
(into the intercom) Jessica, don’t be alarmed, something
just fell off my desk… Yes everything is fine in here…
(to Peter) What brings you here on this fine afternoon?
Peter: The Carrion Virus. How did it get out of Oscorp and
into the Plaza?
Harry: You mean, “How did it get out of Oscorp and into the
Plaza where Mary Jane and my daughter were?” correct?
Peter: How do you know they were there?
Harry: Because why else would you break 5 years without
being Spider-Man unless your family was at stake? And as for how it got out,
that would be my doing of course…
(Hearing this, Peter leaps at Harry, who side steps, grabs
the back of Peter’s costume and flings him towards the wall)
Peter: OOF! What the hell?
Phil (through the communicator): Peter? We found a match to
the markers in the Carrion Virus sample… It’s the Goblin Formula
Peter: The Goblin Formula?
Harry: Yes, the Goblin Formula, and you can consider it my
revenge for foiling my kidnapping of your daughter and the DNA Bomb…
Peter: DNA Bomb? Kidnapping—those were NORMAN ’S plans, not yours!
Harry: Whoever said I was ‘Harry’ Osborn?
(Peter is grabbed and thrown against the bookcases on the
opposite wall)
Peter: Norman ?
Norman Osborn: That’s right, it’s me… Back from the dead,
again, no thanks to you
(Peter launches himself at Norman
and the two begin their fight, with Peter jumping and leaping while Norman blocks, dodges and
powerhouses his way through it)
Peter: Let me guess: mental and personal implants via a
microchip implanted on Harry’s spine?
Peter: What’s your plan this time Norman ?
Peter: You’re calling it the “Clone Saga”? Someone’s
OBVIOUSLY been reading too many comic books!
Jessica (walking in from the Secretary’s desk): Mr. Osborn?
Is everything ok in—
Norman (pulling a Pumpkin Bomb from the desk’s wreckage)
Sorry Jessica, but I can’t have loose ends anymore
(Phil comes flying through the open door with his Flaming
Plasma Sword)
Phil: I’m going to cut you in two Osborn!
Phil: I’m going to cut you in two Osborn!
(Phil’s Wings and Plasma Sword self destruct, sending Phil
onto the floor)
Phil: GAH!
Peter: Phil!
(With that Peter pulls himself from the wreckage of the desk
and tosses Norman
out the window, going to Phil)
Peter: Phil? Are you alright?
Phil: I’ll be fine… Where’s Osborn?
Peter: Out the window
Phil: You killed him?
(Phil and Peter look out the window to see Norman standing on his glider, hovering with
the Goblin Mask and Satchel and a Pumpkin Bomb in hand)
Peter: No, but it would’ve helped…
Norman: I figured you’d say that, hence why I have the only
available cure for the ‘Goblin Strain” of the Virus, which I know you want SO
very badly…
Peter (leaping towards the window): NORMAN !
Phil (Tackling Peter to the ground): PETER! He could drop
it!
Phil: ‘The place of your greatest failure’? Where would that
be exactly?
Peter: Phil, I need you to stay here
Phil: The Brooklyn
Bridge
Peter: I don’t have time to explain it, just get there!
(Peter heads towards the window)
Phil: What about you?
Phil: What about you?
Peter: There’s only one other place, and I hope… no, pray,
that I’m wrong
(Peter leaps out of the window and swings towards the Docks
in Queens )
Abandoned Roxxon
Warehouse, 1:41 PM
(Peter slips into the warehouse and see’s “Norman ”
standing patently by the large window overlooking the rest of the docks)
Peter: Why here?
Peter: It doesn’t have to be like this Harry…
(Norman
attacks Peter with Pumpkin Bombs and his glider, attempting to skewer him on
the end)
Peter: Harry, I know you’re there; don’t let Norman control you again,
you can fight it, like you did years ago!
Peter: Damn it Harry! WAKE UP!
(Peter grabs “Norman ”
and throws him into a wall, with his head hitting it hard)
(Peter grabs “
Harry (groggily): Ugh, Peter? What’s going on here? Where
are we?
Peter: There’s no time to explain: You have the cure to the
Carrion Virus in your satchel; I need you to give it to me so I help everyone
infected from the Plaza outbreak, like Mary Jane and Mayday
Harry: Mary Jane? She was there?
Peter: Focus, the antidote
Harry (reaches into the satchel and gives Peter the
antidote): You need to hurry, the virus will have kill them all soon
Peter: Thank you Harry!
(Peter leaps out of the window and heads towards Midtown
General, calling Mary Jane as he does so)
Above the streets
of Midtown, 1:49 PM
Peter (on the phone with Mary Jane): MJ! I have the cure!
MJ: That’s great Peter, but you need to hurry up… I don’t
know how much longer we can keep—
(The phone connection cuts just as a maddened Harry/”Norman”
come from nowhere and throw a Pumpkin Bomb at Peter)
Peter: HARRY!?
Norman : HARRY’S
DEAD AND NOT COMING BACK THIS TIME PARKER!
Peter: HARRY!?
(Peter swings to avoid “Norman ” but ends up with a Razor Bat embedded
in his left calf)
Peter: GAH!
(Norman
throws Pumpkin Bombs, Ghosts and Sonic Toads all connecting to the injured
Spider-Man)
Peter: AH!
(Peter lands on the roof of the hospital, as Norman comes in for the
kill, when he rears back, head in hands)
Harry: I won’t let you kill them!
Norman : You
simpering weakling! They’ve been nothing but a curse to our Legacy! Let them
die!
Harry: I won’t let you kill them!
Harry: NEVER!
(With Harry in control, he sends both himself and the glider into an adjacent building’s radio tower, impaling himself onto it)
(With Harry in control, he sends both himself and the glider into an adjacent building’s radio tower, impaling himself onto it)
Harry: A parting gift to you Peter: the final death of
Norman Osborn and his Legacy of Evil… Go and save your family, do what I
couldn’t….
(With that, Harry Osborn dies and Peter limps down into the
hospital and hands off the cure to the waiting doctors.
(Peter collapses to the floor just as Hank McCoy [Editor’s Note: Beast of the X-Men for
those not so Marvel Savvy!] and Reed Richards [Editor’s Note: Back from the Negative Zone… Impeccable timing right?] come
to see him. Peter’s admitted to a private room with a cured Mary Jane and
Mayday Parker, though missing his left leg)
Reed: I’m truly sorry Peter; we did everything we could, but
we couldn’t save your leg
Peter: Don’t worry Reed, it’ll take some adjusting, but in
the end it’s worth it
Hank McCoy: We got a call from Oscorp: your friend Mr. Urich
was able to mass produce the cure in the event of strays or it being
weaponized, and that he’ll be around later to see how you’re doing
Peter: Thanks for everything Hank, now if neither of you
mind, I’d like to spend some time with my family…
(Both Reed and Hank leave, leaving the Parkers alone)
Mary Jane: Oh Peter, your leg…
Peter: Don’t worry MJ, I meant what I said: I’d rather have
the two of you alive and well than a left leg any day of my life
Mayday: Sorry about your cake daddy, we ruined your
Anniversary didn’t we?
Peter: WHAT!? Baby girl, there’s no better way that I would
spend an anniversary than with my two pretty ladies!
THE END
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