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- On my order. - Stop.

Kravinoff, the beast is mad with fever. It must be put down.

It can be saved.

We've tried tranquilizer darts. Its hide is too--

Please.

Sergei Kravinoff needs no tranquilizers...

...to bring down his prey.

You had better hope you're right.

Oh, no, you don't, my friend.

You need a nap, old man.

Good boy, Gulyadkin.

Sergei, my love.

You were magnificent with that poor rhinoceros.

Do not patronize me, Calypso.

It was, as always, all too easy.

Then perhaps this will brighten your mood.

Another package from our anonymous friend in America.

This new beast is intriguing.

No other creature has this combination of speed, agility and strength.

I am convinced. It is a prey worthy of my prowess.

We will fly to New York...

...to hunt this Spider-Man.

Hey, Parker. Flash look about done in there?

We got practice.

Cool it, King Kong. Bio's not exactly QB's top subject.

Yeah, does he have a top subject?

- Football. - Football.

Wow, and with no spider-sense.

Come on, Pete, just tell her how you feel.

Gwen, I've been wanting to say...

Hey, Rand, look. Nerd love.

That I'm interning at ESU again.

I heard. I'm so happy for you.

I thought we could head over together.

And maybe score a little cross-town bus privacy for a real talk.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I aced that final. I can feel it.

And it's all because I had the world's best tutor...

...Petey.

Well, I'm just glad I could help.

Hey. You didn't wait for me.

I wasn't sure your grateful pupil would detach herself...

...in time for you to catch the bus.

There he is.

- Welcome back, Pete. - Thanks.

And thanks for the second chance.

- I promise I won't need a third. - We hope not, Peter.

Pete, this is Debra Whitman. She's the new Eddie.

Hey, Deb. It's nice to be working with you.

I think she prefers Debra.

Speaking of Eddie, I know you two are friends.

- Have you heard from him? - Yeah, I'm worried.

He was right behind me at the Thanksgiving Parade...

...when that monster--

Anyway, I haven't seen him since. Do you think--?

Sorry. I don't know where he is.

Believe me, I wish I did.

Curt, this research of yours is stunning.

Kids, this is our new senior fellow, Dr. Miles Warren.

- Miles, this-- - Yes, Gwen Stacy, Peter Parker.

My brother, your biology professor, speaks highly of you both.

Now, about your theories...

...on lizard DNA's mutagenic application to the human genome.

They mesh perfectly with my work...

...running computer simulations on mammalian DNA.

Missing a step, of course.

The formula must be electrolyzed to increase potency.

But if we combine our efforts...

...we could have a working, programmable mutagen--

That line of research was a dead end, Miles.

Something of an embarrassment, really. Please, just drop it.

If you insist.

I think Liz Allan really is into me.

Gwen too.

Gwen, Liz. Liz, Gwen.

Web-slinging 30 floors up never made me this dizzy.

There you are.

Such agility, such grace.

Truly, prey worthy of Sergei Kravinoff.

Where'd you come from?

Mother Russia, by way of mother Africa.

Two moms and still so ill-behaved?

Look, what's the game here?

Big game. Now be still.

The noblest prey ends the hunt in silent dignity.

Prey? Silent?

Dignity? You don't know me at all.

You cannot shake Sergei Kravinoff so easily.

Hey, Spidey never does anything easy.

Oh, man, now you've got me talking in the third person.

Just for that...

Amazing.

No beast has ever broken the grip of Kravinoff.

Oh, okay, I think I see the confusion.

Not a beast, a spider man, get it?

Always Kravinoff tempers his skills to give his quarry a chance.

At last, Kravinoff can be Kravinoff...

...and thrill to a true challenge.

Missed.

And missed again.

Okay, point for you.

But proportionate strength of a spider here.

- I'll snap this thing and-- - Don't bother.

This blow dart is tipped with a paralyzing poison.

It will all be over soon.

What is this?

Just a little sample of my spectacular spider powers, chief.

Here's another.

Okay, the thermals with the hearts were half-price...

...and do not reflect my very high macho quotient.

You just don't get it.

You're good. Maybe at hunting, you're even the best.

But when it comes to the New York super-powered scene...

...you're out of your league.

No.

This cannot be happening to Sergei Kravinoff.

Oh, Kravin off.

Look at that guy.

You have need of me, love?

I did not call you.

And yet I am here.

No, Calypso.

Only the hunt may restore my lost honor.

Gulyadkin.

Formula electrolyzed.

Point 02 volts for three seconds.

Increased cell division.

I'm as close to adapting Dr. Connors' mutagen...

...to mammalian DNA as I can come...

...without a test subject.

He has been here.

What is this place?

My laboratory.

What a magnificent specimen.

Yours, I presume?

Gulyadkin is no man's property.

These spiders, they do not exist in the natural world.

Genetically altered to combine traits from multiple species.

- You can do that? - I can.

Then you created the Spider-Man.

Yes, I gave Spider-Man his powers.

Powers, yes. That is how he beat me.

The only reason he beat me. Give me powers.

Spider-Man paid handsomely for his.

Why should I pay for what I can take?

You'll have no idea what I'm doing to you.

Would you really trust me...

...if it weren't in my self-interest to succeed?

Winding down the fourth quarter of the state championship...

...Mustangs are down by five as Woodoak runs out the clock.

Say, hey, what do you say Midtown will come back today

Go, Mustangs! Defense!

Man, I love spectator sports.

Hey, Petey. Is that the new camera?

Yep, paid for with the advance from my exclusive deal with the Bugle.

Peter. Did I hear you say you're taking pictures for the Bugle?

Liz, you can't want to be in the paper that badly.

Geekitude is contagious.

I don't mind catching what Petey's got.

Gorillas fumble!

King Kong recovers.

Midtown's ball with 30 seconds on the clock.

Thompson to Robertson.

Out of bounds at the 50, 12 seconds.

Rand, Rand, he's our man

Rand, Rand, he's my man

Gold ninety. Gold ninety.

Hut-hut.

Come on, Flash, you can do it. Can't believe I just said that.

Flash Thompson unleashes the bomb.

And Brown catches it! The Mustangs win state!

The Mustangs win state!

Wait. Thompson's down.

Flash?

Flash.

Here's the last of your down payment, doctor.

The rest comes when I get what I need.

And if I don't, Gulyadkin makes the final payment.

There's no need for melodrama.

The mutagen was compounded to your specifications.

One more jolt...

...and you're a new man.

I feel nothing.

Days of treatments and still nothing.

You dare try to fool Kravinoff? Admit it.

You are in league with Spider-Man. His scent is all over this lab.

You can smell him?

I believe I'm owed an apology, Kravinoff.

Call me Kraven.

Kraven the Hunter.

It's not like I want bad things to happen to Flash.

Well, not super bad things.

Well, at least not super bad things that make Liz forget I exist.

And why stress over Liz anyway? I'm into Gwen.

Right?

Hey, I know that getup.

Kravinoff, is that you?.

You can call me Kraven now.

I could call you a lot of things. What happened to you?

Same as happened to you.

Except Kraven pay for higher class of DNA.

- You paid to do that to yourself? - Of course.

Now Kraven climb and leap like leopard...

...run fast as cheetah...

...and possess strength of lion.

Don't get any ideas.

Before, your powers gave advantage.

But Kraven has levelled the field, and you will fall like any prey.

Hate to break it to you, tabby.

You're not my first genetic experiment gone wrong.

Just the first that smells like a litter box.

All I smell is fear.

Perfect.

Hang on. Gotta take this.

- Liz? - Oh, Petey, thank goodness.

Flash is in surgery, and I'm freaking out.

Can you come to Manhattan General?

I'm in the middle of something.

Please, Petey. I really need you.

You do? Okay.

Soon as I can, I promise.

Thanks, Petey.

Oh, Flash's parents are here. Gotta go, bye.

Yeah, she's gotta go.

That's it. I've had enough of gorillas for one night.

This one's for Flash.

Can't believe I just thought that.

Here, kitty, kitty.

Wish I was playing hide and seek with Black Cat.

I so prefer my felines female.

Yeah, the werewolf look was passé.

But the mummy thing, pure gold.

Now you're mine, prey.

Sorry, who's the prey?

Take that, pussycat.

A lesson in humility, courtesy of the original...

...and still number one genetic misfit, me.

Liz.

Petey.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

But Flash is still in surgery.

I know you two aren't exactly close, but if you'd just sit with me...

Sure, as long as it takes.

Thanks.

I'm so glad you--

Well, he did great.

There's every reason to be hopeful.

But we won't know how the knee will heal for months.

He'll wake soon.

Immediate family only.

Calypso?

This change, it--

The eyes suit you, love.

The hunt is not over.

Glad to hear it.

Our anonymous American friend now has a name of sorts.

I'm called the Master Planner.

And I was wondering...

...how do you feel about hunting in packs?