Spider-Man Royal/Issue One

Unfinished.

Transcript
Peter is shown being held by two people as a third one punches him in the stomach. Flash punches Peter in the face, breaking his glasses. Flash turns around and has a football thrown at his face. A girl walks over to Flash and picks up the football. The three leave and Peter picks his glasses up off the ground. Cut to Gwen slapping Peter in the face. The two stand in awkward silence before it suddenly cuts to Peter returning home to his aunt and uncle's house. It cuts to a large laboratory, where a scientist is seen speaking to a man in a suit. Curt shows off a large glass container with a small tree and a large spider web inside. On the web is a spider. The spider begins crawling up the container. Water begins pouring into the tank. Norman walks over to the tank and places his hand on it. Suddenly, Norman picks up a fire extinguisher and bashes open the tank, water spilling everywhere as the spider crawls out and escapes. Norman walks out of the room, leaving Curt, who looks at the ground in shame. The next day, Peter is seen on his field trip, taking pictures of OsCorp labs from the outside. Gwen walks over to him. Peter pulls out his very old phone.
 * Peter (narration): I'm Peter Parker. I'm 16-years-old. I'm a Junior at Midtown High. I live with my aunt and uncle.
 * Peter (narration): And I'm currently getting my ass handed to me by these three guys...
 * Dark-Skinned Bully: What's the matter, Parker, no more fight left in you?
 * Peter: Come on, Flash, what happened to you? you used to be cool.
 * Flash: What happened to me? what happened to you?! you grew up to be the biggest bitch on the planet!
 * Peter: Funny to hear, coming from you.
 * Flash: You know, if that were coming from anyone but the guy with my fist in his mouth it might've actually hurt. Haha!
 * ???: Hey!
 * Flash: Uff! Jesus, what the hell?!
 * Blonde Girl: Three on one? that's not even fair. Leave Peter alone, Flash.
 * Flash: Oh come on, Gwen, you know I'm just playin' around. Why'd I ever hurt my best pal, right?
 * Gwen: Not buying it.
 * Flash: Eh, worth a shot...
 * Gwen: Now be a good boy and beat it.
 * Flash: Fine, I was getting bored anyway.
 * Peter (narration): That's Gwen Stacy. I met her at the beginning of high school and we've been friends ever since. She helps me whenever Flash and his guys go after me. She's a really good friend like that.
 * Peter (narration): She's also not afraid to point out when I make a mistake...
 * Gwen: What were you thinking?! When Flash told you to fight him, I didn't think you'd actually go through with it!
 * Peter: I don't know, I guess I was fed up with his crap!
 * Gwen: Peter, you're not a fighter. You probably knew for a fact you'd lose so why'd you go through with it?! Not just that but you have an aunt pushing sixty who's probably worried sick about you right now, so imagine how she'll feel when you come home covered in bruises?! You might as well have given her a heart attack!
 * Peter: I... oh god, I didn't even think of May... what do I do?
 * Gwen: Ugh, don't sound so pathetic... Listen, I've gotten pretty good at covering bruises with make-up, maybe that'll help. But I'm only doing this cause I don't wanna worry May, not because I feel bad for you, got it?
 * Peter: Got it. Thanks, Gwen. I don't know where I'd be without you.
 * Gwen: I don't either but it definitely wouldn't be good.
 * Peter: Love you. As friends not sexual.
 * Gwen: Wha... yeah, I... assumed that...
 * Peter: Good.
 * Gwen: Yeah...
 * Peter: Aunt May! Uncle Ben! I'm home!
 * May: Peter! how was school?
 * Peter: Pretty good. Flash Thompson was a jerk again, though.
 * Ben: Yeah, what's new?
 * Peter: I know, right?
 * May: Ugh, whatever happened to that boy? he used to be so nice when he was younger.
 * Ben: Puberty I guess?
 * Peter: Yeah, last time I checked puberty doesn't turn you into an ass.
 * May: Don't swear.
 * Peter: Sorry.
 * May: Where're you learning those words?
 * Ben: Hey Peter, do you still wanna watch Die Hard tonight?
 * Peter: Hell yeah!
 * May: Boys...
 * Ben: What? the man's not a boy anymore. 'Bout time he starts getting into the classics. Besides, it'll teach him about responsibility.
 * May: I doubt that, Ben.
 * Ben: Come on May, you gotta have a great sense of responsibility if you're doing the stuff these guys do. McClane, he knew he could take those terrorists down so he made it his responsibility. Ripley realized no one could beat the Xenomorph so she made it her responsibility to get everyone away from it.
 * May: She failed.
 * Ben: Whatever, my point still stands. If you've got the power to do something, you're responsible to do it. Like, I don't think Indiana Jones failed when he fought those Nazis.
 * Peter: Indiana Jones never actually managed to get any of the artifacts he was after.
 * Ben: Whose side are you on?
 * Peter: Yours?
 * Ben: Doesn't seem like it.
 * May: Oh, Peter, I forgot to ask, your trip to OsCorp is tomorrow, do you think you'll see your old friend? the ginger boy, Norman Osborn's son.
 * Peter: Harry? I don't see why he'd be there but it'd be nice to see him. I haven't seen him for, like, two years. Or was it three?
 * Ben: I'm not sure it's a good idea to hang around that Osborn kid. His dad's a bit--
 * May: You're not going to launch into a tirade about that conspiracy you found out about, are you?
 * Ben: I'm willing to admit, some conspiracy theories are insane, but I really think this OsCorp one is true. Norman just seems... how do I say it... sinister. And have you seen the interviews with some of his scientists? they never say a single thing bad about the man.
 * May: You don't think he's actually just nice?
 * Ben: The weirdest part is that there have been no investigations into the company ever, even after people started calling for one. You'd think the police would at least go check, right? They didn't though. It must be mind control or something. Or bribery.
 * Peter Why'd you go to mind control first?
 * Ben: Oh sure, that's what you notice...
 * Peter: Well, I'm heading to bed. Had a long day. Night, guys.
 * Ben: Night Pete.
 * May: Have good dreams, Peter.
 * One-Armed Scientist: Always a pleasure when you visit Mr. Osborn. We have a lot to show you today.
 * Norman: Please, call me Norman, Curt. Everyone does.
 * Curt: Okay... Mr-- I mean, Norman. Over here you'll find our most recent experiment.
 * Norman: A... spider...?
 * Curt: Not just a spider. A new spider. With my studies into genetic modification, we managed to impregnate a spider with a whole new type of spider genus. Unfortunately, all of the eggs died except this one, but this one's survival proves that it is indeed possible to grow a whole new living organism! This spider's existence proves so much! It opens so many pathways yet to be explored.
 * Norman: That is impressive, but I don't see what a new type of spider does for me.
 * Curt: Oh, right, sorry, I forgot to mention that this spider has a new ability that other creatures don't have. It's a danger sense.
 * Norman: Danger sense?
 * Curt: This spider is able to detect incoming threats. Watch.
 * Curt: You see it crawling up the glass there? watch what happens next.
 * Curt: See? it detected it was in danger before the cage even began flooding!
 * Norman: Intriguing...
 * Curt: If I could make more we could harness this danger sense. Create armor that makes Tony Stark jealous. What do you think, sir?
 * Norman: To be honest, I think this is worthless.
 * Curt: What?
 * Norman: Is there any way of transferring its danger sense to a human?
 * Curt: Well, theoretically speaking, if it was pumped full of radiation its unstable genes might--
 * Norman: Do it.
 * Curt: What?
 * Norman: You heard me.
 * Curt: But Norman, the spider would have to bite someone to correctly transfer its genes into them and no one here would agree to that.
 * Norman: Hm... isn't there a school trip tomorrow?
 * Curt: Um... yes, why?
 * Norman: There was an accident in the lab that shattered the tank and the spider escaped. No one knew about it until after the field trip. Got it?
 * Curt: Yes, Norman...
 * Gwen: You use a camera? why? doesn't your phone have a camera on it?
 * Gwen: Oh, ew.
 * Peter: Yep. May won't buy me a new one. Is afraid I'll be addicted to the internet.