Peter brushed the dirt off his suit, particularly off the symbol, and stretched his back as he approached the Green Goblin.
"So this is what you have become," he said. "Huh, Osborn?"
"Spider-Man! Finally!" The Goblin's eyes narrowed and he growled.
"I see you have acquired a very peculiar appearance," Spider-Man said, looking at him. "I cannot say it is good. What I can say is that whoever designed it did succeed in making you look genuinely horrifying."
"Your mise-...."
"But do not worry," Spider-Man said, breaking into a run, using a car as a springboard and positioning his arm behind him as he closed the distance. "Just sit down and...."
He swung his arm. "Let me fix it."
The punch connected. The force would have removed a normal person's head from their shoulders in the least pleasant way available. Against the Green Goblin it produced broken muscles, broken bones, and a jaw that was extremely close to being separated from the skull entirely. Goblin was thrown from his glider and went through a building.
"Wow," Spider-Man said, landing in front of the building.
"I expected him to dodge that and counter. Apparently this one was assembled in a defective factory. I would like to speak to a developer."
He leaned sideways easily to avoid a large piece of wall, shot a web at it to prevent it from hitting the nearby news crew, and with a quick movement threw it directly back toward the hole where the Green Goblin was emerging.
"AHHH!!!" The piece of wall hit his face and interrupted whatever he had been building up to say.
Spider-Man told the news crew to leave and had Cortana disable any device in the area that could capture footage for use against him.
"Wait," Spider-Man said, watching the Goblin spit out something broken. "Let me fix that too."
He lunged in again.
A kick to the chest sent Goblin through more walls. He ran after him, using parkour to navigate the debris the Goblin threw in his direction.
He leaped, spun, and connected a crescent kick to the side of his face that put the Goblin on the ground. "There. Fixed. No charge."
The Green Goblin growled and pressed a button on his gauntlet.
The glider responded and a section of it extended and merged with the Goblin's armor, completing what was apparently only a partial configuration when Spider-Man had arrived.
Cortana scanned it rapidly and showed him the result. The armor was now comprehensive and considerably more imposing.
Then the Goblin injected himself with something and wounds that had been open began to close.
'So that is what he removed when I arrived. Tony might have some competition in the obsessive armor development category.'
"I will not be defeated by vermin like you!"
"Okay," Spider-Man said.
"I will destroy you today, arachnid! Today is the day you die, Spider-Man!"
"Sure. Of course."
"GRAHHHH!!!"
The Goblin swung a fist.
Spider-Man deflected it with his forearm, jumped, delivered an uppercut to the jaw and a quick left elbow on the way back down.
The Goblin threw a hook.
Spider-Man vaulted over it, used his adhesion to attach to the Goblin's arm, and kneed him in the face, splitting his lip and very likely his nose.
He moved away before the Goblin could bite him, did a back somersault, pushed off a wall, and came in with both feet to the face, sending him to another location entirely.
"Damn spider!" The Goblin extended his arm and a hilt flew from the glider into his hand.
A blade extended from it.
"Oh, come on!" Spider-Man said, with genuine frustration.
"That is a Star Wars knockoff! And it is not even a laser! Can you not create anything original?!"
'At least when I recreate things I make genuine improvements or meaningful changes. But their fundamental function stays the same, which technically means I am doing the same thing, but much better.'
The Goblin lunged, looking for any mistake to exploit, but Spider-Man pulled his own sword from the Nano-Cube and they engaged in a brief exchange that made him quietly thank Colleen Wing for every single session.
In an overcommitted move, the Goblin came in with a full-body running slash aimed at cutting him vertically.
Spider-Man stopped it with his own blade and with a quick motion disarmed him, at the cost of also losing his own sword. Both blades stuck in the ground.
He jumped, delivered a 360-degree spinning kick to the Goblin's face that sent him through a pillar hard enough to shake the building around it, grabbed his sword and converted it back to cube form, and exited before the building settled.
The kick had been powerful enough to tear a section of the Goblin's face. Green muscle, nerve tissue, and bone were visible.
Blood was significant and continuous. The Goblin spat blood and a tooth, ignored all of it, and launched himself at Spider-Man with his arm extended, his sword rising from the rubble behind Spider-Man simultaneously.
His eyes opened wide. Time slowed.
He backflipped to clear the sword's arc, but the Goblin was already in front of him and the blade was positioned to cut him in half.
"Spider-Man die!"
Clink.
"No," Spider-Man said simply, on one knee, watching the Goblin's face shift to joy as he prepared to press the blade down.
He was not afraid. Two sharp stingers extended from his wrists, caught the blade, and formed an X. An arrogant smile appeared under the mask. He began to stand up, resisting the Goblin's force without visible effort.
"What did you not see coming?" he said.
"What.... what are you?" The Goblin gritted his teeth and increased the pressure.
"I am the guy who plays the other guy who plays the guy I am currently disguised as," Spider-Man said, shoved the Goblin back, webbed his feet and pulled him down, jumped, and kicked him in the face while he was off-balance.
"And I am a very strong guy."
He flipped to avoid the glider's retaliatory charge, and a mini-machine gun extended from under it and began firing.
He covered the barrel with a web, caught the glider itself, and slammed it into the Goblin.
The Goblin took the impact on his forearm, which was enough to make him stagger but not drop him.
He got into the glider and tried to create distance. Spider-Man launched webs at his feet before he could complete the movement, preventing escape or a sudden change of angle.
He closed the distance and punched him in the face.
Both of them on the glider now.
The Goblin tried to use the platform to his advantage and failed when Spider-Man opened with a rapid sequence of strikes, then moved behind him with a quick, flexible motion and began applying pressure to his airway.
The Goblin struggled. His vision began to blur. But his will was sufficient to force his eyes back open. He banked the glider into a building, using the impact to break the grip.
He grabbed Spider-Man's arm and threw him against the wall. He accelerated and hit him in the stomach with his full strength, doubling him over. Then he grabbed him by the neck and brought his face close.
"It is not so fun now, is it?" he said, with the specific pleasure of someone who has been waiting for this. "Any last requests, insect, before I snap your neck?"
"P.... please.... argh.... n.... no.... please...." Spider-Man clawed at the Goblin's hand, movements weakening, body going still, appearing to be unconscious.
The Goblin smiled and began to increase the pressure with the intention of finishing it.
Spider-Man's head lifted. He looked him in the eyes.
"Surprise."
ZAP. ZAP. BZZZ.
"AHHHH!!!" The stingers drove into the Goblin's hands.
Red bioelectricity appeared in Spider-Man's body and directed itself through the stingers into everything they were touching.
The Goblin convulsed and screamed. "Y.... you.... what are you?!"
"What am I?" Spider-Man said, pulling the stingers free. "That is a question I genuinely cannot answer."
He threw a small sphere at the glider.
The Goblin was thrown from it as it began to malfunction on one side. He hit the ground hard, vomited blood, and lay in a small crater.
Spider-Man walked toward him. His walk had a specific quality to it.
The kind that produces results without requiring further context. Green Goblin tried to get up. Spider-Man put his foot on his chest with measured force, producing the sound of multiple ribs giving way.
"Stay down," he said, and used organic webbing from his fingers, mixed with a chemical compound from his web-shooters.
He began covering the Goblin's face. The Goblin inhaled the compound and began to weaken, trembling. "Now I will say you look significantly more presentable."
He gestured to the left side of the Goblin's face where the flesh damage was worst. Blood was still running freely.
"Look where greed, karma, and destiny have delivered you, Norman," he said.
The Goblin's eyes widened.
"I think you should say hello to Lady Death on my behalf." He raised his arm. The stinger began to glow with bioelectricity.
The Goblin tried to move. It was not working.
Spider-Man moved his stinger toward the Goblin's face, prepared to finish it.
His spider-sense detonated.
"Peter! Watch out!" Cortana's voice cut through everything.
He was already moving.
But it was not fast enough.