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Look at them down there.

I bet each one has somebody close.

I feel so distant. I have nobody.

Except you of course. You're always here for me.

You're rock solid.

And best of all, you laugh at all my jokes.

Bruce, you're a heck of a guy.

But I do wish I have someone a little prettier to talk to.

Maybe Felicia Hardy.

You're a good dancer. I love surprises.

What do you think of this one?

Then there is Mary Jane Watson.

Tiger, you just hit the jackpot again.

- Care to walk me to class? - Sure.

What am I thinking?

How can anybody commit to a guy who sneaks off to crawl on walls?

Hey!

I'm losing my grip! What was that?

I never slip.

Got it! Weird.

Must be some kind of glitch.

Oh no, it happening again.

I'm losing my spider power!

I'm sticking again,

but it's too little too late.

What's wrong with me?

International smuggling revenues are up 14%, thefts up 43%.

Fellow crime lords, we are having a most profitable year.

So it would seemed for now, but what about the future?

The future?

You dare do this to me?

Kingpin, you're losing control of your territory.

And soon, that's going to cost us all money.

The Crimes Cartel is losing respect for you.

Losing respect, Silvermane?

Who dares defy me now?

Owl? Maybe you, Hammerhead?

At this very moment, I've begun an operation,

which will exterminate that wall crawling vermin forever.

Spider-Man is finished!

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Greetings from the Kingpin, Chameleon.

In 15 minutes, a helicopter will land in the main yard.

Guard Davis, what are you doing in there?

Warden?

No! It can't be.

Ah, but it is.

The Chameleon's loose. Help!

Mac Gargan, this is your lucky day.

Quentin Beck, follow me.

Shocker, get a move on.

The Shocker is alive.

The Scorpion too. Alive and sting.

I can resume my leading role of Mysterio.

Now, let's disappear.

Nobody here. Come on.

Not bad, Bubble Head. Not bad.

Impressive, but why not try this instead. It's called a key.

Is it dinner time already?

Doctor Octopus, I presume.

Welcome, Chameleon, Mysterio, Rhino,

Scorpion, Shocker, Doctor Octopus.

my Insidious Six.

Your Insidious Six? Who are you?

Why have you brought us here?

I am your new leader.

All of you are my ultimate weapons.

I ain't nobody's weapon, but my own.

Watch your mouth.

Yeah. That's the Kingpin talking.

The Kingpin? No kidding.

Look. Spider-Man? Here?

Get him!

Oh... what do you know.

All this time, Spider-Man was really a robot.

Neanderthal. That wasn't the real Spider-Man.

It was an obvious fake.

So you're the Kingpin, eh?

While I'm grateful for the early release,

I have no time for childish games.

This is no game, I assure you.

It is a demonstration of what is going to happen to the real Spider Man.

First we will draw him out,

and then close in around him like a noose.

- Supposing I have a plan of my own? - And I might have one too.

Solo effort, I presume?

He who travels fastest travels alone.

Look where you all wound up when you work alone.

Prison. Gentlemen, we need each other.

With your talents, together we are sure to defeat Spider Man.

But you must all agree to follow me.

To the end of the earth, boss.

A man like me could learn from you, Kingpin.

The plot seems clever enough.

The climax ought to be intriguing.

I'd killed for a chance to work for the Kingpin.

Doctor Octopus?

I am no petty hireling, I am a scientist.

I can provide you with the finest laboratory in the world

and with unlimited resources.

Spider-man won't know what hit him.

I seem to have my powers back,

but now I'm worried about those six escape creeps.

I can't find a trace of them anywhere.

No bank robberies, no jewel thefts.

Not even any fresh graffiti.

They must be up to something.

I've been searching all night. Now it's almost morning.

I'm not back before Aunt May wakes up, she'll be worried sick.

No, not again!

What happening to me?

I left my clothes on that high ledge.

I can't get to them now.

I gotta hide.

It'd be too easy for some super villain

to grab me and take my mask off.

- Peter, where have you been? - Out jogging.

Wearing a blanket?

- Are you alright, dear? - Yes Aunt May, fine.

You look pale to me.

I've just been up all night... studying.

Well, why don't you just lie down and rest.

I'll bring some breakfast for you.

Thank's Aunt May. You're the greatest.

I hope rest is all I need.

Wow! I feel fantastic.

Yes, my spider powers are back, at least for now.

Morning dear. I'm sorry I let you sleep like that,

but you really must have needed it.

- Sleep like what? - Why, you slept all day yesterday

- and all night. - What?

You mean it's Thursday?

Well, I tried to wake you a couple of times,

but you kept turning over and going back to sleep.

Ah, I'm late for Dr. Connors' class.

Peter, your breakfast! Peter.

Oh dear me, that boy.

Neogenics, the new science of genetic exploration

and manipulation of DNA.

Invented by Professor Farley Stillwell here at this college,

is one of the most important achievements of this century.

The Toomes Foundation might be giving Empire State University grant money

to continue our research,

if we can convince them how important neogenics is.

That's up to all of us.

You are ESU's best science students.

Consider this a contest.

Whoever conceives the most original neogenic experiment

get the job as my research assistant,

if the Toomes grant is awarded to ESU.

I'm going to win this, Debra.

You'll have to beat me up first, Michael.

Nice of you to show up, Parker.

Good luck to you all. Thank you.

Great. First, my powers go wonky. Now this.

A little late, eh Peter? What's the matter?

Get wrapped up watching cartoons this morning?

Not in the mood, Debra.

I had thought you would be my main competition, Parker.

But you would have been lucky to make it to the starting line.

Don't forget, Michael. The tortoise beat the hare.

In my country, we eat tortoises.

- Peter. - Hi, Felicia.

Felicia. What a splendid name.

Allow me to introduce myself. I am Michael Morbius.

Uh huh... charmed. Please excuse us.

What B movie did he come from?

The revenge of Dracula's ego. What's up?

I need you to escort me to the opening

of my mother's new science center tonight.

Wait a minute. Are you asking me for a date?

Parker, you're the only one I know

who can explain these boring science exhibits to me.

Whoa, hold on, answer the question. Is it a date?

Alright, alright. You can call it a date if you want.

Great! I'll be there.

Naturally! Meet me at the Coffee Bean at 18.30.

Careful, Felicia. I don't think he's had his shots.

Flash, what do you want?

I want to know what Parker's boss is doing,

calling those crooks the Spider-Man six.

- That's what. - The Spider-Man who?

J Jonah Jameson is not fooling me.

Spidey is a hero. He's not any crime boss.

- It's some kind of setup. - What are you talking about?

What's the matter? You've been asleep the past 24 hours?

And here, we see it live.

Just as I've always warned you,

Spider-Man, leading one of his criminal band,

the Spider-Man Six.

- It's a setup, I tell ya. - What do you think, Parker?

Parker, where are you?

I go to sleep for one lousy day and I wake up in the twilight zone.

Hold it, horn head. You didn't fill up the withdrawal slip.

The spider has landed.

Get ready for the Rhino's charge.

Aren't you a handsome gent.

Eat acid, Spider-Man.

Sorry, I'm on an acid-free diet.

Too many of them. Got to get clear.

Oh oh.

Bad move, Spidey! Bad move!

You're getting predictable, Mysterio.

Can't have that, can we?

Too bad you didn't predict...

Hey, he's mine.

Nonsense. You merely soften him up for me.

Make way for the Scorpion!

Back off, you pea-brained, uncoordinated, absurdly dressed excuse for a man.

Who are you calling absurdly dressed?

Cease this mindless fighting.

Spider-Man will escape.

Oh no. Not this. Not now.

My powers are gone.

I'm dead meat.

Still got my web shooters. They're my only chance.

I hate this pathetic gunk.

Almost tore my arm off.

I better not use webbing again without my spider strength.

I can get him.

Where did he go?

It's a good think I kept my clothes in a web sack with me this time.

I have to find out why I keep losing my powers.

It's incredible, Spider-Man. Your DNA structure is changing.

Changing? Into what?

Can't say yet, but I'll help you find out.

I owe you that much for what you've done for me in the past.

You were not born with spider powers, were you?

No. I won them on a quiz show.

Amazing! These patterns imply neogenics is involved.

- But how could that be? - That was the category I chosed.

I need to conduct some more tests.

Fire away.

I can't tell him the truth

that neogenics might be the reason I became Spider-Man.

It was an early experiment of Farley Stillwell's that I was watching.

Nobody noticed a small spider climbed down

into the path of his radioactive ray.

The future of genetic engineering lies in unravelling the mystery of DNA.

That spider changed my life forever.

Doc. What's going on with me?

I need to do more tests to be sure.

But your DNA may have mutated permanently.

For all I know, your powers will be gone.

Enough. Scour the city.

Find that wall crawling worm at all costs.

So it's over. Just like that.

I'm not Spider-Man anymore.

Now I'm just... normal.

I guess I'm finally free.

No more danger, no more secrets.

Time to study, go out on dates.

Oh no. Felicia.

Now where could an inane arachnid aberration such as you

be going in so much of a hurry?

Out of my way, Octopus.

You didn't say please.

Now, must I repeat my question?

No. I'll tell you.

I'm headed for Peter Parker's house.

He's a newspaper photographer.

Always shooting Spider-Man.

Parker? Yes, I know who he is.

I figured I follow.

Maybe he'll lead me to the wall crawler.

Good plan. Too good for a klutz such as yourself.

Follow me and see how a master will do it.

I don't know where Peter is.

Frankly dear, I'm getting worried.

Well, if he gets in soon, please have him call me.

Thank you. Goodbye.

I'd worry if he was ever on time.

What do you got in the purse honey?

I take all major credit cards.

No!

This does not belong to you.

Let go or I'll...

- Are you alright? - Yes, of course. It is you.

- Parker's girlfriend, huh? - I'm not Parker's girlfriend.

I'm not even sure I want to be his friend.

Felicia, you shouldn't be out alone, at night, in this neighbourhood.

You know something Michael? You're right.

How would you like to keep me company?

- I would be delighted. - Naturally.

Tell me, what do you know about science?

Peter?

- Oh. Can I help you? - Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Dr. Otto Octavius.

A doctor. It's about Peter, isn't it?

I knew he looked ill. Where is he?

Peter collapsed on the street.

Fortunately, it was near my clinic.

Good heavens! Take me to him.

But of course!

Aunt May, no dinner for me tonight. I'm late. Aunt May?

She's always home at this time of night.

Why do I think if I still had my spider sense,

it'll be going crazy right now?

Aunt May?

Aunt May?

"Parker, if you ever want to see your Aunt May again,"

"tell your friend Spider-Man,"

"he's wanted at 636 Battery Street immediately."

Aunt May.

Even without my powers, I can't fail her now.

Doctor, tell me more about Peter's condition.

- Well, it is precarious. - Oh dear.

- When can I see him? - Soon.

They have the best doctors attending to him at this clinic.

How ironic. The Kingpin built this clinic to patch up his men,

yet look how perfectly it served our little charade.

I think the old bat is sweet on the doc.

Here comes Spider-Man.

Never seen Spider-Man come in on foot before.

He must have some trick up his sleeve.

Excuse me my dear, I am needed in surgery.

But I'll be back.

What a nice man.

Oh no.

- No more illusions, Spider-Man. - We're real.

And we got you at last.

Oh, you poor dear. Ready for the end?

My pretty!

TO BE CONTINUED...