chapter twenty-one: norman osborn

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"Guys, this is..." Peter stopped himself from talking when he spotted you turning away from your laptop to see him while Michelle and Ned stood up. "...Mr. Osborn... shit." He mumbled the last word.

"Hey, it's Doctor." Norman scolded Peter while you quickly turned away from the older man and tried to focus on your laptop.

"No, please, no! Stop hitting me! I'll be good!"

"Bratty kids deserve punishments!"

"Stop, please!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Please, forgive me. You know I hate disobedient children..."

You winced as you shut your eyes close, clenching a pencil in your hand. Peter glanced at Norman and immediately apologized. "Sorry. Um..." He pointed Norman to his friends. "Dr. Osborn, these are my friends, Ned and MJ."

"Mary Jane?" Norman asked Michelle.

Michelle shook her head, smiling politely at the older man. "It's Michelle Jones, actually."

Norman nodded in amusement. "Fascinating." He stopped when he spotted you facing your back at him. "How about you, lovely girl? What's your name?"

Peter stepped in front of him and shook his head. "Sh-She's feeling unwell, sir. She's my girlfriend."

Norman softly gasped. "Your girlfriend is not MJ?" You blinked in surprise while Peter and Michelle exchanged looks. You sighed heavily and rested your forehead to your palm. "It's... (Y/n). My name's (Y/n), Dr. O-Osborn..." You felt a lump forming on your throat. Peter blindly grabbed your hand as he stared at Norman.

Norman smiled warmly as he walked away. "You have the same name as my lovely daughter." He stated before looking around the place.

Your pencil snapped as your eyes grew wide from shock. Peter sat next to you as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders while Ned glanced at Michelle as they both sat back down. "Do you think there are other Ned Leedses?"

Peter leaned his head to the side of your head. "I'm so sorry." You grabbed his hand and held it tightly. "He's different, I hope. He won't hurt you while I'm here."

"Whatever you do, I'm with you, Peter." You told him as you looked at him. "Just promise me that you'll never leave me in a room with that man."

Peter nodded. "Sure." He gave you a quick peck before standing up and placing a soft kiss on top of your head.

Norman turned around and saw you standing next to Peter. You flinched and quickly moved to hide behind Peter. Norman's eyes widened. "My sweet angel..." He walked towards you, but Peter stayed in front of you. "Please, Peter, I want..." Norman glanced at you. "I want to see the face of my daughter."

Michelle and Ned looked at each other. "She has the exact same face?" Michelle asked. "The same face as your daughter in your universe?"

You stepped away but laced your hand to Peters for comfort. Norman's as he cupped your cheeks. "Oh, yes. Exact features, but younger." You denied looking him in the eyes as tears welled up in your eyes. "Oh, I've missed you, my sweet daughter."

Max and Connors looked closer to see your face. "(Y/n) Osborn?" Max asked. "That's why you look so familiar."

Norman turned around while you looked at Max. Connors nod. "Adopted daughter of Norman Osborn." Connors looked at Norman. "We also have a Norman Osborn in our universe."

"But you don't look like him." Max added. "(Y/n), however, she..." Max stared at you for a moment. "She looked exactly the same but... younger."

Peter pulled you back behind him and breathed heavily. "Okay, okay, so you're telling me there's a (Y/n) Osborn in your universes with the same face as her? This is (Y/n) Stark, not (Y/n) Osborn."

Norman diverted his attention to you. "Stark? You're... you're not an Osborn?"

You dared not to speak, scared of what he will do. You just clutched onto Peter as you looked down in fear. Norman's eyes filled with dismay and sorrow as he gazed at you before spinning around and spotting a familiar face. "Octavius?" You heard Norman ask. Peter had let Octavius ​​speak again seconds ago, so Octavius' eyes widened when he Norman. "Osborn?"

"What..." Norman gasped as he looked at the four mechanical tentacles attached behind Octavius. "What happened to you?"

"What happened to..." Octavius ​​scoffed. "You're the walking corpse."

"What do you mean?"

"You died, Norman," Octavius ​​stated. "Years ago."

Peter turned his attention to the two older males while you listened intently. "You're insane." Norman let out a short scoff while shaking his head in disbelief.

"God, I love it here," Max smirked, interested in what was happening.

"What are you talking about?" Peter asked as he walked forward, leaving you with Michelle and Ned. "He's standing right there. He's not-"

"Dead," Flint spoke up. "They both died. Fighting Spider-Man."

Octavius ​​and Norman turned their attention to Peter while Flint continued talking. "It was all over the news. Green Goblin, impaled by the glider he flew around on. And a couple of years later..." Flint looked at Octavius. "You, Doc Ock, drowned in the river with your machine."

"That's nonsense." Octavius ​​refused to believe Flint's words. "Spider-Man was trying to stop my fusion reactor. So I stopped him." Octavius ​​demonstrated how he strangled Spider-Man and clenched his fingers together. "I had him, by the throat. And then, I..." He faltered when he realized what had happened. "...and then I was here."

Michelle and Ned stood next to you as they listened to what was happening. "Oh, please," Max spoke up. "Let me tell you something. I was whooping Spider-Man's ass. He'll tell you. And then he caused an overload. I was stuck in the grid, absorbing data. I was about to turn into pure energy, and then..." His grin faded when he learned what happened next. "...and then... oh, shit. I was about to die."

"Max, do you know?" Connors asked Max. "Do I die?"

Peter thought for a moment, overwhelmed with the information he was receiving. Suddenly, Stephen returned with an ancient relic in hand. He sighed in relief when he spotted Norman. "Oh, great." He told Peter. "You caught another one. "

"No, wait." Peter tried to reason with Stephen to stop him from placing Norman in one of the cages. "Strange, he's not dangerous."

He was unsuccessful, however, since Stephen placed Norman in a cage anyway. Peter sighed. "It's okay." You, Michelle, and Ned stood behind Peter as Peter spotted the ancient antique on Stephen's hand. "Um, what is that?"

Stephen placed it in the center. "It's an ancient relic. The Macchina di Kadavus. I trapped your corrupted spell inside." Stephen explained. "Once I've finished the proper ritual, it will reverse the spell. And send these guys back to their universes."

"And then what?" Octavius ​​questioned. "We perish?"

Max shook his head. "Nah. No thanks, I'll pass on that."

"Let me out of here." Norman looked at Peter for help. "Peter!" He looked at you too. "(Y/n)!"

You grabbed Peter's hand as you stared at Norman while Peter looked at Stephen. "Strange... we can't send them back. Not yet."

"Why?" Stephen asked as he stared at Peter.

Peter glanced at the captured men before looking back at Stephen. "Some of these guys are gonna die."

"Parker..." Stephen sighed. "It's their fate."

"Come on, Strange. Have a heart."

"In the grand calculus of the multiverse, their sacrifice means infinitely more than their lives," Stephen explained. "I'm sorry, kid. If they die, they die."

You held Peter's hand tighter. "Peter..."

He glanced at you and held your hand back. "Do you trust me?' He whispered while Stephen began his spell. You gulped and glanced at Norman, who had a pleading look. "You know I do. I always do." You replied.

"Peter! (Y/n)!" Norman yelled as he tried to get out of his enchanted cage. Peter gave you one last look before a web to the ancient relic when Stephen was about to press the button. "Don't!" Stephen warned.

Instead, Peter didn't listen and pulled it away from Stephen, claiming it in his grasp while Stephen spun for a bit. While Stephen was still spinning, Peter used his other arm and shot the web fused with magic towards Stephen, sending him inside the same cage with Flint.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Ned shrieked.

"Peter, you gotta go." You pushed Peter away. "Go!" Peter nodded and immediately ran away while you and Michelle blocked the way so no one could go after him.

Stephen heavily sighed and dusted himself off from sand. "This is why I never had kids." He muttered before leaving the cage using magic. Flint tried to get out but ended up bumping his head.

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this is short, i apologize! (i'm not writing dr. strange and spider-man's battle tho because... just no 💀)

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