Darkness to Light (Spidey)

[Harry Osborn]

Blackness. Blackness and confusion. Lots of screaming and yelling and pain. Different voices, all rolling into one. The light on his face, but tinged with blackness and darkness and evil, a terrible stench, a terrible smell and touch. As though slime tried to get inside of him and poison him, a venom. And pain, lots of pain.

Harry Osborn opened his burning eyes. Salt tried to encrust them shut but he pulled them up with a small grunt of pain. Then he cried out as white light assaulted his lenses, retina, optic nerve. He shut his eyes and the crusty salt scratched at him. He turned his head left and right, bringing his hands up to try and wipe the offensive junk from his eyes. Movement brought more pain and he yelped furiously.

Memories came back. Peter's face crumpling before him, Mary Jane's tears. The morning light as his mind began to slip into nothingness. And of course Eddie Brock's scream. Venom's scream. And that horrible pain in his body as the spikes impaled him instead of Peter.

He could be dead. He should be. But he wasn't. Why wasn't he dead?

Because it's not your time to die, son. Because even if I died by my own hand, that doesn't stop me from being absolutely right.[/i]

Harry closed his eyes, moaning. Even now. Even now he couldn't block the man out. Even after he'd nearly died. Would he never be free?

The serum. The serum has that affect on people. Welcome to the world of the Goblin. It's all smoke and mirrors, your reflection coming at you from all directions. Freedom was a privilege you sacrificed. Welcome to insanity, Harry. You're going to like it here.

Wicked, maniacal laughter filled Harry's head...and it was only when the door opened and a curious nurse poked her head in that Harry realized it had been coming from him as well.

[Spiderman]

A dreary scene unveiled before the surprised Peter Parker. A wild Broken landscape Littered with statues, hundreds of statues, thousands of them. Pete walked forward, through the valley of the scorched earth and statues, clearly in both a matter of shock and wonderment "whaa?" is all he managed to say. He saw the first statue, it was of two kindly but formidable people. Pete Squinted his eyes at the people, they were holding a baby. Pete recognised them as his parents. It was now he noticed that what these statues were, they were somehow Moments of his life?

Peter walked forward to one of the larger statues. As the sun began to shine brilliantly around it. And it was as if angels sung as well. It was him being bitten by the spider, That spider, the one that changed his life so. Peter moved up to the statue and touched it, it felt real, and it felt like. a little like hope. Pete moved on as he ran to another Statue as rain began to bucket down, this place...wherever it was began to exude hopelessness, anger, despair. It was Uncle Bens death, even now, even after all this time. This scene haunted him, it stung at everythig he was. He walked up to the statue and leant near the stone man, in his forever-stuck pose. and laid a hand on his heart before shaking himself off. and moving on

The rain began to fill the valley he was in. And the Statues once beautiful and shiny, were now turning horrible and cruel. It was almost as if they mocked him now, he could hear them laughing at him.
none of this made any sense! but then one of the larger of the statue's this one seemed to be painstakingly created in every millimeter to resemble the cruel, the evil, the malice that was The Green Goblin. Fanning out from the Main statue was thousands of little ones. all of them detailing the pain, the destruction this man caused, from the death of gwen, to even her seduction. A loud cackle began tp erupt from nowhere as Lightning began to tear around the skies. Pete yelled out in desperation as he Punched the main statue. To his surprise it seemingly crumbled into dust.

The ground began to shake, as if the world itself was caving in upon itself. Pete almost thought about taking action, but was usurped yet again, when this strange world began to stop. From where his feet where the world split int two. One one side. The sun shined, and happiness itself seemed to be there, he could hear laughter, he could sense something. He looked a little closer it was, It was-Harry? turning to the other side, it was a completely different scene. There was sadness, there was death, and Again there was Harry, This wasn't the harry he knew though, the first statue was of a cold man, his face twisted into something soaked in insanity, born of death. It was the New goblin. Upon each sides stood Peters best friend, for best and for worst. On one side, His best friend,
his protector, he could see the homework, the laughs the....everything he missed about harry.
on the other side
It was everything bad, he could smell the death, he could feel the violence, it was everything the goblin would of wanted in a son. Peter walked forward sounding off a simple haunting "Harry" as he walked towards the statue of his friend. when suddenly

[ring, ring, ring, ring]

Pete awoke with a shock, he shook his head, where was he? what the hell was happening right now?
the phone soon shook him back into reality. Pete rolled over in his bed and picked up the phone
"uh, hello" Asked Pete
"Hello, this is Mary west of mount sinah hospital, am i speaking to a Mister Peter Parker?" Pete began to immediately freak out, was it Aunt May? Why would a hospital be calling him!?
"Yes this is Pete Parker, is there something wrong?" The Voice paused for a second but the voice came back with a cheery tone
"Oh no sir, It just that your listed here as the next of kin for a Mister Harry Osborne, we would like to inform you that he had just woken up, you will be able to visit him" Something sunk deep in Peter's gut, IT was the highest of extremes. It was happiness beyond anything, Harry was...alive his friend was back! But then of sheer terror, If his Friend was back...what did he bring with him?
"Really thats great news" said peter "i will be there first thing tomorrow morning!"
"Thats good to hear Mister Parker, i understand he's been awaiting your visit for quite some time"

-the next day-

Pete was standing awkwardly outside of the hospital, holding a bunch of flowers, that were purple, it was the only ones he could find. Truth be told he wasn't to keen on buying purple flowers with green stems...purple and green were...bad colors. But it didn't matter. Pete walked in and straight to receptionist, and asked where Harry was. Walking through the corridor, Pete gritted his teeth. Its Harry Osborne, Its harry Osborne, It's Harry Osborne. He kept repeating to himself in his head. Knocking tentatively on the door "Harry?" came Peters gentle voice.

[Spiderman]

((whoa thats a long post!))

[Harry Osborn]

Harry had managed to calm the maniacal laughter long enough to tell the nurse he'd been having a bad dream. A disarmingly charming smile and a blush later, she left the room and Harry sat up in preparation for a meal and vitals. The nurse would be coming back shortly to give him both, and he wanted to make sure he was on his best behaviour. Truth be told, the frightening voice and confusion were already ebbing away; he had nearly forgotten he'd heard them. His mind was racing ahead to home and Bernard. He was going to ask Bernard to help him seal off his father's lab, possibly for good. As much as he respected his father's work - and his father - something about that lab made his stomach turn over and his heart pound so hard he got dizzy. There was something wrong with it.

When the door opened he turned his head and prepared to send a dazzling smile to whoever poked their head in. He quickly choked off the smile as he saw who it was, switching from 'charming bed-ridden stud' to 'chummy best friend'. "Hey, Pete! Please come in, welcome to my humble abode, and if you tear out any of these wires you will be murdered by any nurse that comes by. I think they're doing a pool or something..."

[Spiderman]

Hey, Pete! Please come in, welcome to my humble abode, and if you tear out any of these wires you will be murdered by any nurse that comes by. I think they're doing a pool or something..."

Pete's smile went for a grin. To one of those cheesy child-hood smiles when everything was ok. Pete rushed into the room and Grinned sheepishly some more "Oh Harry, it so good to see you!" Pete walked around the bed and he fingered the aforementioned wires "Sure are a lot of wires, here Harry he said"

Turning around he Looked at his flowers, and then back to harry Cocking his head ever so slightly "I got you some flowers" Placing them by your bed, Pete still couldn't hide his smile "You know i don't know why people like, buy flowers. They don't actually make people get better.." said Pete who for the first time in a while. Was starting to feel like his old self again

[Harry Osborn]

Harry grinned back as his best friend walked in the door. He felt a little pool, a little spark of anger in his chest but he ignored it. He wasn't sure what caused it, so to speak, and he figured it was just because his privacy was invaded when he wasn't feeling well. Harry hated to be anything but his best when company was around. Even when that company was his best friend who'd literally seen him at his best and worst.

At Pete's comment about the wires, Harry just shrugged it off. "Yeah, I'm a regular cyborg now. Think the girls'll like it? The nurses seem to."

He leaned over and picked up the flowers, giving them a sniff. He looked at Peter over the flowers and fluttered his eyelashes. "Why thank you, Pete," he said in a falsetto. "I do feel much better now." Grinning, he put them back on the table and shrugged. "They don't help you get better but when you're in a hospital room where the main color is white, you go a little...crazy..." his voice trailed off and his eyes flattened.

Crazy.

Welcome to insanity.[/i

Harry looked around suddenly fearful. He was in a white room! Was it a rubber room? Was he going to have to tear out?

No. No, Peter was there, and there were curtains and walls and machines. He wasn't locked up.

Not yet.

[Spiderman]

Pete's cheesy grin was begging to wane a little. Had he just noticed a change? No he couldn't of had?

Harry smelt the flowers and began to play around with him Pete smiled as he cocked his head "If they don't like the wires, at least try that voice on them, it'll drive them craaaazy!" Peter said smiling.

Then it was as if Harry's eyes were replaces by someone else's. Pete's frown immediately died. This was... bad. But no, he was imagining it. He willed himself to believe it totally and wholefully.

Grabbing a wheelchair, from the corridor Pete cocked his head "feel like a walk Harry?"