The Octopus/Goblin Alliance

by General Slaughter

Night crept over New York like a blanket of fog. Darkness touched every part of the huge, populated city as a cresent moon came into view. The moonlight seemed to make patterns in the ocean as the waves hit the shore.

Otto Gunther Octavius laid awake in his bed located on Ryker's Island. Weeks earlier, he had undergone an opperation to remove the metal tenticales welded to his spine in an explosion. So now he was no longer the Dr. Octopus the feared and respected criminal who had been the first to succesfully defeat the amazing Spider-Man in combat. Now he was just middle aged, slighty overweight Otto Gunther Octavius.

Octavius looked out his window, at the moon and began to remember back. The moonlight dancing on the water reminded him of the walks Mary Alice Anders and he used to take. It was also the same setting where he proposed to her and she gleefully accepted. It was the happiest moment of Otto's life. His mother however, broke the engagement.

Memories became too much for Octavias, who soon fell asleep. Not more than an hour had passed when he was awakened by the sound of his cell door being opened.

"Dr. Octopus I presume." said a man in a gaurd uniform.

"What the-" Ock said in an annoyed tone. "I'm trying to sleep you annoying little prick. Now leave." he added in a soft voice because he didn't feel like waking up the other prisoners.

"Oh...I think you want to take me up on this offer. C'mon, let's ditch this shithole."

Ock had a look of surprise on his face for a few seconds then the relazation that this gaurd must be working for one of New York's many crime bosses. With that figured out, Ock stood up and walked over to the gaurd.

"You know, I think I will take you up on that offer after all" Ock said quietly.

The two men walked silently down to the room that held Ock's metallic arms, once used to handle radiation.

"Fools! I can't belive they still have my tentacles in the same prison as me!" Ock said opening the special box which contained them. He signled them mentally to lock onto his body and with a look of triumph and power said "No puny prison will ever hold Dr. Octopus!"

"That's fine and dandy Ocky boy but the reason I bailed you outta this shit pit is cause Nick Lewis wants your employment. And he don't take no for an answer, okay?"

"Nick "Lucky" Lewis? Well, I think he'll accept this answer my dear boy." Ock said as he wrapped a tentacle around the gaurd's neck and without a second thought, applied so much for his neck to snap like a chicken bone. Ock snickered and tossed the corpse on the ground. He then thought of how to escape from Ryker's Island with little trouble. Surely he'd have trouble for guards who weren't corrupt even at this late at night. Slowly an idea formed in his mind and a low chuckle escaped his throat.

Ten minutes later a strange looking gaurdsman was spotted at the dock trying to start up a patrol boat used to haul prisoners.

"Hey asshole!" yelled young Jeffery Farmer. He had only been at Ryker's island a few months and Ock saw him as naive and inexpereinced as they come. "Where do you think your going with that boat?"

"Farmer! Get back to your post you little bitch! We just got a call to pick up some serial rapist."

"This late at night?"

"They just arrested him dipshit. They don't want to put him in some pussy town prison. Christ the guy fucked little five year olds!" With that the strange man who Jeffery could not even see started up the boat and left Ryker's Island. Once about 100 yards off the island the guard fumbled out of the restictive guard's clothing and became Dr. Octopus once more.

"What a crude but effictive plan. Dressing up like a guard! By the time those idiots figure it out I'll be safe and sound in Manhatten! And that time in jail gave me a little time to think up a plan...to destroy Spider-Man!" Ock thought to himself as he grew closer to Manhatten. -----------------------------------------------------------------

Norman Osborn sat in his office the next evening reading the latest copy of the Daily Bugle. He rarley read it in the morning due to not having enough time on his hands. Besides, Osborn liked reading the news in the evening. It gave him a feeling of knowing what had just happened that day. It was one of the small pleasures Osborn got, other than being the Green Goblin.

The paper had the headlines of "Dr. Octopus escapes again!" with the small letters under it saying "Why aren't the police doing their job?". Most of it was just about the mysterious past of the good doctor gone bad and about his most recent attempt to rule New York by creating a flying bomb--which was brought to a hault by the amazing Spider-Man...of course.

"Hmmm... the story didn't have any bizarre anti Spidey message." Osborn thought to himself. "Must be a brave reporter to even tolerate the wall crawler." Osborn looked around for a name and found 'Phil Sheldon'. "Phil Sheldon? Who the hell is that?" Osborn said to himself puzzeled. "I think I've seen him around the Bugle when I've visited Jonah." Osborn remebered seeing a patch wearing, mustached man talking to Jonah about Mutants or Galactus. "Wonder where he got that patch from anyway? Couldn't just be wearing it for show...could he?" Osborn said aloud knowing his question would never be answered.

Osborn looked at his watch. 6:00. "Jesus, I've been in this place for about ten hours now! I've gotta get out of here." It had been a long day for Osborn. He fired a man who he caught stealing chemicals. Obviusly to sell on the street or do something illegal. He had a criminal record for allegedly dealing coke but no real evidence was brought against him, so Osborn thought it was safe to hire him.

With that, Osborn got up and stretched, threw the paper in the trash and walked out of his office. "I'm leaving for the day Toshie."

Kawono was typing away at the computer(on a report of different chemical manufactured at the plant) and said "Hi" without looking up.

"How's your sisters?"

"Fine Mr. Osborn."

"How's the report coming along."

"Fine Mr. Osborn."

"Your having your period aren't you?"

"Fine Mr. Os- What the hell?!"

Osborn laughed a little before walking to the elavator and bidding farewell to his secratary. He did like Kawono,although he rarely showed it, often being stingy with raises and the Christmas bonus. He wished Harry was a little more like Kawono, "I mean, Toshie only 21. Harry's almost 18 and still a lazy moron." Once out of the building, Osborn (as usual) ducked into a nearby alley and became his alter ego. "I think I'll go off and work on my battle van." Osborn thought to himself. He worked on the battle van in his spare time and was hoping to use it as a moblie headquaters one day.

He was near his secret base at the docks, flying low over a small bridge when something felt dangerously wrong. Looking up he saw two metallic tenticales racing down for him. Osborn signled his glider to go in reverse and the tenticales smashed the ground with thunderous force. "Who's there?! Who is it?!" Osborn shreiked with a note of panic and anger in his voice.

There was a low chuckle filling the air as the figure emerged from the shaded part, revealing Dr. Octopus. The chuckle turned into laughter as he brought back his two tenticales and immendalty sent all for out to attack. On his highly manuverable goblin glider, Osborn found little trouble dodging the metal arms. Osborn avoided the last of the arms when he said "How dare you set an amush for the Green Goblin!" and began throwing punches at Ock.

"Wait!" Ock said in the heat of the battle. "Look down, look round." Osborn was throughly confused and out of sheer curiosity looked down, then up not seeing the tenticales come around for a second attack. Osborn felt like he was being punched by Spidey himself when the tenticales hit. Osborn fell off his glider and onto the nearby pavement still confused of the whole series of events which took place a few seconds ago.

"Why the hell'd you do that?" Osborn muttered rubbing his head. Looking up he really got a look at his attacker. "Dr. Octopus?" he thought.

"Hmph. If your dumb enough to fall for that I guess I made you out to be more than you really are."

"What do you want?"

"I *was* going to offer you a propostion. But now I think I'll spare you any humilation...and end your life now."

"Ha! Who do I look like? The Beetle?!" Osborn yelled out reaching for his satchel and releasing one of his devastating pumpkin bombs against Ock. Ock moved out of the way but still was tossed around when the bomb exploded behind him.

"Ahhhhhhh...I take it back! You really are the famous Green Goblin!" Ock said with a happy tone. "If nothing else Spider-Man's greatest foes are never weaklings!" he added using his arms to deflect Osborn's attack.

"Greatest foes? You've been beaten countless times! While I remain unpreticable, unknown and unbeatable!"

Ock's eyes wided with surprise. How dare a man who dressed up in little green tights insult him. He let down his gaurd and shouted "Defeated?! By Spider-Man!? Hardly! Luck was with--"

"Gotcha!" Osborn said with a laugh as he shot a sparkle blast right into Ock's chest. Ock's tenticales fell limp as he clutched his chest trying to ease such pain he hadn't felt since the explosion that welded the arms to his spine.

"You..cough..are a formidable opponent Goblin." Ock said wheezing and still clutching his chest.

"You are too. Or I should say, *were*" Osborn said opening satchel. The two criminals were interupted by sirens. "Shit. The police. Can't risk capture. I'll deal with him another time." Osborn thought. "I guess this is goodbye Mr. Octopus. Give my best to the police." Osborn said with a grin as he flew off.

The ploice filed out of the two cars and held out their guns demanding Ock surrender.

"This is it? These are all the guys you brought?" Ock said while he tossed them all around with his tenticales. "These idiots have wasted my time long enough. I must find the Green Goblin." he said to himself as he put the last police officer out of action. He spotted Osborn flying high in the sky and began to follow the trail of green smoke.

It took about 8 minutes for Osborn to reach his hideout in the docks. It wasn't where he kept his battle van. That was kept below New York in the sewers which would one day be discovered by George Hill. He stuck his glider off to a rack with the others and sat in a rather large iron chair that would soon hold Spider-Man captive.

"That four armed buffon. If he gave me a concussion I'll track him down to wherever prison they keep his freak self!"

"That won't be neccasary my friend." a voice cut through the air and hit Osborn as hard as the tenticale did. He rotated the chair to the entry way to find the figure of Ock, looking as smug as ever as he lit a cigeratte.

Without hesitation Osborn grabbed a double barrel laser gun he had developed earlier and fired repeatidly at Ock. Every shot was blocked by his tenticales and the gun was knocked out of Osborn's hand by one of Ock's tenticales which wasn't deflecting blasts.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Come now Mr. Goblin. Is that anyway to talk to a man who's going to offer you a beatiful propistion?"

"Propostion?"

"You see Goblin, a while ago I allied myself with five other of Spider-Man's enimies and became the Sinister Six. They failed miserably but did me alot of good. I now knew never to ally myself with incompitent clods unless it serves my best intrest."

"That's what I got out of my team up with the Enforcers."

"However, I recently heard that you made Spider-Man run in terror at some fan club."

"You heard right. He wet his pants and ran off like anyone would do when facing a superior foe."

"Then it seems like you and I would work perfect together."

"Huh? Did you forget that we just tried to kill eachother?"

"I didn't know if I could trust you Goblin. But now I think you are worthy to be allied with the great Dr. Octopus."

"Hmmmm...I can't see myself trusting you."

"Would you rather be teaming up with the Enforcers again?"

"Good point. And since we were able to beat him before..."

"Working together, Spider-Man won't have a pray!" They both said aloud as the sun bagan to set over New York.

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Peter Parker watched nervously as his boss, J. Jonah Jameson inspected his newly developed photos. They were of a bank robbery foiled by his alter ego. They didn't have the dramatic effect as most of his other work did, but still Peter hoped Jameson would ignore that. He needed all the money he could to pay off his Aunt's medical bills and a photo turn down isn't exactly what Peter needed right now.

"Garbage!" Jameson said. Peter looked at his employer with shock and annoyance. There was uneasy silence for a few seconds before Peter spoke.

"Geez Mr. Jameson. Couldn't you give me a little money? Those medical bills are murder and ever since my uncle died I--"

"Oh spare me that crap Parker. Of course I'll give you some money. I know what your Aunt's going through."

"Thank you so much sir! Really, alotta people have you figured wrong! Your not some heartless orge they say ya are!"

"Heartless...orge?" Jameson said surprised. "Well...yes, I can't pay you too much for these Parker. About less than half on what I pay normally."

"Less than half?!"

"This heartless orge might not pay you anything." Jameson began writing a check.

"Wow...thanks a bunch--" Peter's sarcastic comment was interupted by the figure of the Green Goblin flying by Jameson's window. Osborn only took a second to pass by, but that's all it took for Peter to start thinking. "The Goblin! I *have* to catch that little weasel this time!" Peter thought as he thanked Jameson and headed out to the alleyway to change into the Amazing Spider-Man.

Trailing Osborn was simple enough. Spidey just stayed as far back as he could without losing the villian. Much time hadn't passed until they arrived in a remote area of Central Park.

"Now where is he?" Spidey said aloud. He had lost the Goblin when he turned away for a split second. Now a puzzeled Spider-Man scratched his head and said "Well, at least there aren't any people around now."

"Yeah, you wouldn't want to face an embarrasment like last time!" a cruel high pitched voice said to Spidey. He turned around as quick as he could only to find the figure of Osborn, hovering a little bit above the ground on his glider. He smiled at the silent Spidey as there was a rustle in the tree above. Ock's tenticales flew out, planting themselves on the ground, then the rest of him.

"Good work Mr. Goblin. You lead the little runt right to his death."

"It was simple Mr. Octavuis. With someone as little intell-"

Their discussion was cut short with Spidey saying "I hate to interupt this little chat of the super-villians annyomous meeting buuuuuuut...what's the point of this."

"Simple Spider-Man. Your going to die." Ock said calmly.

"Ohhhhhhh...I get it. Still sore after you two got your butts kicked seperatly...so you think teaming up will make a difference eh?"

"Don't underestimate us insect! Our strength far surpasses your's!" Ock said with a violent tone.

"Sure together you may be stronger than me...but have you forgotten how fast I am?!"

"Fast smast! Either way your still gonna die!" Osborn screamed as he thrusted himself on the glider at Spidey. He threw a few punches at the wall crawler (which all missed) before he remembered the tactic Ock used on him. "Spider-Man!" Osborn shouted stopping his glider. "Look up, look down, look round." he said hoping Spidey would get confused too. Without checking if it did work, Osborn threw another punch, which Spidey easily dodged by ducking and when he came up, delivered a feirce uppercut to Osborn knocking him off his glider.

"Die you insect!!" Ock yelled at the triumphant super hero. He then signeled his tenticale to shoot out at Spidey yet it stopped right in front of his face. Spidey was puzzled until his Spider- Sense started to ring in his head. He tried to move but it was too late. Ock's tenticale released a form of gas designed to bring about the end of Spidey.

"It's over fool!" Ock shreiked. "That gas had a deadly narcotic! Soon, you'll be a helpless, whimpering worm beneath my feet!" Ock laughed triumpantly at his foe. But it was cut short by a red fist racing out of the smoke to greet Ock's face. The impact was so great, that after he let out an "UUUURRRK!" he flew back and hit a tree so hard it almost fell over.

"Narcotic my A double S pal! Did I forget to tell you I'm one of the special few who know to hold my breath!"

At that time, Osborn returned to his glider and began to renew his attack. Almost silently he pulled out a pumpkin bomb and flung it where Spidey was standing and laughed. But when the smoke cleared it only showed cracked pavement. Not a corpse liked Osborn hoped. Looking up he saw Spidey leap into the air and began to plumet back down to Osborn. A feeling of dread over came the man which washed over every nerve. Without really thinking, Osborn flew toward his enemy and greet him with a razor bat in the shoulder. the blade tore at Spidey's costume and flesh until it Osborn pulled it out and Spidey fell straight to the pavement.

"Back again so soon Spider-Man?" Ock said sweetly. Spidey looked up at him and he looked awful. His glasses were cracked and his face still was throbbing with pain from the punch Spidey landed on him. His tenticales picked up Spidey without a sound and he held him triumphantly.

"You know..me....I'm a glutton fe-for pain." Spidey said weakly. He still wanted to maintain the wisecraking image he earned for himself, even with a freshly cut wound on his shoulder.

"Oh you are! Well, please allow me to aplogize for the events earlier with this!" Two tenticales held the groggy Spidey as two others began to strike him repeadatly in the head and stomach. Spidey was almost blacking out when he heard Osborn say

"Don't hog all the fun Ocky boy! If you thought the razor bat was bad you ain't seen nothing yet!" Osborn flew in front of Spidey, smiled and began to punch him over and over again. It was all Spidey could take. With the loss of blood and him being beaten again and again, Spidey blacked out.

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"Ohhhhh...my head feels like a damn bumblebee is in it." Spidey thought to himself as he slowly awoke. His vision was blurry at first, but in a few seconds returned to normal. Osborn and Ock were standing in front of him saying something he couldn't hear, for his hearing was still at a loss. His arms felt numb, and he looked up to find he was hanging a little above the ground. His hands were wrapped in lots of steel chains used on boats. Spidey tried to break free for a little awhile, but the severe beating he had earlier wouldn't let him. He noticed his shoulder had been taken care of by Osborn and Ock but didn't know why.

"Uhhh...hey guys! Why the chains?" Spidey said. "You guys into S&M or something?"

"Your wit will not save you Spider-Man. I swear today I'll be the victor! And I will finally rule New York!" Ock proclaimed. "And I'll start by finding out who you are behind that mask!" Ock's tenticale began to cling to Spidey's mask and begin to pull it off, yet it was interupted by Osborn.

"Hey! What do you mean YOU'LL rule New York?! It's a team effort!" Ock stopped pulling the mask off of Spidey and said "Yes, you were helpful in defeating Spider-Man, Goblin. I'll tell you what, you can be an enforcer for me!"

A look of shock took over Osborn's face. He was truly shocked that Ock was planning to do the exact same thing he was planning. But that washed away in a few seconds and Osborn threw back his head and laughed.

"It's funny! I was planning the same thing for you when I become the King of crime! HAHAHAHAHA!"

"You dare think of Dr. Octopus as a measly enforcer!?"

"Serve me or die Octopus."

"I was going to say the same to you!" Ock said before he signled a tenticale to attack Osborn. Sensing an attack, Osborn moved to safety and unleashed a sparkle blast. Ock frantically got out of the way, yet the blast hit and cut the chains of a certain captive.

"Oh no...I released...Spider-Man..." Osborn said with a tone of dread and embarrasment that he accidently released the prisnor.

"Okay true belivers! I you you two some bruises!" Spidey said as he untangled the chains and leaped toward the villains.

"Octopus, we have to put our differences aside and destroy Spider-Man!"

"Right Goblin! That insect won't leave this place alive!"

"Spiders aren't insects. We're arachnids. And you call yourself a doctor." Spidey said as he dogded the lethal bombardment or pumpkin bombs, razor bats, sparkle blasts and tenticales. Getting close enough to Ock, Spidey sprayed web fluid over his eyes and most of his face.

"Damn you Spider-Man!" Ock screamed. "You'll die slowly for that!"

"Oh shut up Doc." Spidey said with two feirce punches straight to Ock's face rendering him unconcouis. "Just shut up."

"This can't be happening! He was at our mercy! We could have killed him!" Osborn thought as he frantically grabbed a pumpkin bomb. Hopping onto his glider he threw it directly at his nemisis hoping the explosion would take his life too. It didn't. Instead Spidey dogded and the explosion caused the flammable wood in the warehouse to ignite. Within a few seconds the whole warehouse was an inferno. Spidey could barely see Osborn through the flames due to he was on the other side. Osborn was trying to find a way to fly out with his glider but was constantly blocked by the flames leaping out at him.

"Green Goblin!" Spidey cried out with Ock over his shoulder, knocked out. "Let me shoot a web line at you! Grab it and I'll pull you over here!"

"Never! I'll never let you help me!" Osborn screamed.

"But you'll die!"

"Better than be defeated by you!" Osborn yelled as the building began to collapse. Spidey turned and ran with the unconsuis Dr. Octopus. He leaped to get a clear distance from the burning building, as it collapsed on Osborn. With a sigh, he webbed Ock up and hung him on the nearest lamp post. He then turned, shot a web line and went home.

An hour later, Osborn made it down to his sewer base(the one where he had his battle van) and was breathing heavily. He costume and skin were burned severly and chunks of his stocking were falling off. Portions of his skin were burnt black and his glider was torn apart when the warehouse fell on him. It would only take a few days for Stromm's formula to totally heal his burns but still. Osborn pickedup his phone, dialed and said "Toshie, I think I won't be in tommorow."