23 June 2019. Peter's wounds had healed, and he was feeling better. Now he could go to work! To the Daily Bugle... Pete flew through the city, feeling as if New York was sleeping peacefully for the first time. No sooner had he entered the Bugle building than Jay Jona was already shouting and calling for him.
"PARKER! WHERE ARE YOU?! WHERE ARE THE THREAT PHOTOS?!
"Mr. Jamison, I brought a couple of photos, here, take them.
"JARED! TAKE THE PHOTOS AND TAKE THEM TO THE EDITOR!!! Are these your photos, Parker?!
"Yes, sir.
"Is that a FACT?!
"Yes, sir." Parker replied again.
"BECAUSE WE ONLY HAVE FACTS WITH JAY JOHN JAMISON!"
How tiresome this fact lover is... But I can't imagine life without him. Well, in the sense that Jay Jay's podcasts are the most interesting thing when flying on the web! Anyway, you get the idea.
"PARKER!!! You're going to Octavius Industries to take pictures of today's presentation!" Jamison shouted. "WHERE IS JARED?! ROBBY, FIND HIM!!! ARE YOU STILL HERE, PARKER?!
"Sorry, sir, I'm on my way.
Half an hour later. Spider-Man flew to the place where Octavius' presentation was to take place. On stage stood the creator of the creation - Jason Octavius, son of Otto, Doctor Octopus. But the most interesting thing is that no one knows anything about his personal life. One thing is certain: he's a smart guy, and his company is pretty good, ranking second in the United States, although Stark is still cooler. Okay, let's see what he has to show us.
"Good afternoon. Thank you for coming to the presentation of our new device. First of all, I would like to thank those who participated in its creation. I am eager to introduce to the public the brilliant scientists and professionals in their field! Mr. Thompson, Mr. Swanson, Miss Kraus, Mr. Shaw," said Octavius as the scientists took the stage. "And now, the project manager, Mr. Thompson, will present our invention!
He handed the microphone to Thompson and left the stage.
"Good afternoon. As you know, Octavius Industries has always sought opportunities to improve the lives of the inhabitants of our planet. Today we would like to present to you the MINIATURISED ARC REACTOR!
The audience applauded. Peter took a few photos. At that moment, his spider sense warned him of danger.
"If you've ever dreamed of an endless source of energy, now you can purchase your very own arc reactor! I will now demonstrate how it works. First, press the button...
"Something bad is definitely going to happen. I need to change into my suit and stop this before anyone gets hurt! Damn, my head is splitting...
But Peter didn't make it in time. After the button was pressed, the reactor exploded. The stage was destroyed, the audience was thrown back, and someone may have been killed. Parker put on his mask and rushed to help. He led people out of the danger zone and then made his way to the stage. Peter saw the body of one of the scientists...
"Damn...
Parker began clearing the debris and searching for others. Rescuers arrived, along with a new "hero" nicknamed Octopus. With his steel tentacles, he easily removed the metal beams that were trapping two surviving scientists.
"There was another one here, where is he?" Octopus said loudly.
"We have to look for him..." replied Peter, hoping that the scientist was still alive.
The search continued. And then Spider-Man, literally breaking through the wooden frame, found the fourth scientist. He had lost consciousness and was stabbed in the stomach with a spike.
"Thompson!" Octopus shouted and rushed to pull him out.
"We'll save him, Green...
Half an hour later. The rescue operation was complete. Octopus administered first aid to the scientist, and by that time the medics had arrived. He went with him to the hospital. At first glance, the scientist reminded Peter of someone he knew all too well...
After helping out, Parker climbed onto one of the roofs and changed his clothes to fly to Bugle and report on the explosion during the presentation. However, two blocks away, he was joined by Spider-Girl, who was not wearing her costume.
"Hi, Peter!
"Wow, hehe, hi," Peter replied, seeing that only the mask remained of her spider suit. "Um... why aren't you wearing your costume?"
"Are you stupid?
"Um... no?
"You tore it yesterday when we... Well, you know... Anyway, you get it.
"Oh, right. Sorry, Jess. You're not mad, are you?
"No.
"How much do I owe you? Five hundred pounds? A thousand?" Peter asked quietly, realising his mistake.
"I'm only ten dollars and fifteen cents short, but I'll manage. You don't owe me anything."
"If I help, will I get something in return?" Peter asked even more quietly.
"Well, give it a try. Maybe something will work out, Peter."
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