Peter finds out how to eventually let us out. Peter called his Aunt May so we can use her massive F.E.A.S.T truck to travel without unneeded attention. While Spider-Man, Norman Osborn, Max Dillion, and maybe Doctor Octavius can safely walk around, the same can't be said for the massive Dinosaur, the guy made out of lava and charcoal, and someone made out of literal sand.

Once Aunt May arrives, few words are said as Peter opens the back, letting the villains, excluding Norman inside. I also volunteered to get in the back, just to be safe. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, but It's a little easier to look in the passenger seats this time of day, and I don't wanna take any more chances. 

Peter sits in the passenger seat, Aunt May is driving and everyone else is in the back, there are no seats at all, but that means plenty of room for big Lizards

During the drive, I can't help but a slight nervousness, like something telling me I shouldn't do this, get cured, I mean. But I just mentally shake it off and try to strike a conversation.

"So, you all know Peter Parker is Spider-Man, right?" I query, most of them glance, but don't respond, so I try to be more specific. "I mean, you're all Spider-man's.... villains, right?" This catches Max's attention the most.

"Villains.. huh?" Max slightly laughs. I realize I probably said something rude and try to take it back.

"I didn't mean it like that-"

"Nah, nah, nah, I hear you." Max assures me. "I mean, we've all fought him once or twice. So I guess we were his 'villain'...." He maunders.

"Well, yeah, but I was trying to ask...." I pause a bit before getting to the point. "Why do you guys hate him? *your* Peter, I mean." I question, everyone's face now has a somber, or a bitter expression.

"I looked up to Spider-Man, kinda like you did, he saved my life and it's something I never forgot." Max begins. "Then one time, once I got my.... abilities, weird stuff was happening, then Spider-Man came offered to bring me to a spot 'to talk'." He then bitterly chuckles. "Well, that was an lie. The second I moved a few feet, in perfect position, bam! I was shot by police, Spider-Man stabbed me in the back, that's how I learned my 'idol' wasn't a hero as much as he likes taking down the 'bad guy'." Max finishes, and I just stare at him with a surprised look.

"Would he really lie like that?" I question him, and that's when Doc Ock, chimes in.

"I was demonstrating my greatest machine, my fusion reactor at Oscorp, everything was going fine. There was an error of course, and I was fixing it, but Spider-Man ruined everything!" Doc Ock angrily say. "My wife was killed because of his interference, Max here is right, that boy is no hero!" Doc Ock states.

Flint shakes his head. "And then when you tried again, your machine was swallowing New York whole." He mentions.

"I said, I was handling it!" Doc Ock retorts. "And besides... I had nothing left, it would've been a crime to not finish what I started." He finishes, his voice tuning back to silence.

Norman looks down, not saying anything. Curt just observes the conversation as it plays out. "But Spider-Man wouldn't purposely kill someone, right?" I query.

Max gives me an amused look. "Give it time, man, he'll show his true colors soon enough." He says, as if it's a promise. The topic dies there, leaving everyone to their thoughts.

The way they spoke, they didn't sound like they were lying, and I'm still kinda shocked at what Peter said at F.E.A.S.T, but to kill someone? If Spider-Man is one thing, he can't be a murderer, that I know.

"No, no, no, not in here!" We all hear the Lizard mutter, we all turn to him and see that his skin seems to be peeling off. 

"Oooooh boy, he's turning back into a human." Max embarrassing looks away. Most of us look confused, but then I realize something....

Curt has no clothes on....

___________________________________

The elevator somehow manages to hold all of us, despite the number of weight we must carry with us combined. With this, the elevator *does* seem to be going slower, but hopefully we'll be able to weight it out.... dang it Y/N, no more puns.

Anyway, everyone stands in silence as we wait for the all-mighty sound....

This is the most unique elevator ride I've ever had.

*Ding*

________________________________________________

*Click*

*Click*

*Click*

The door unlocks, Peter opens the door for everyone, inviting them inside and everyone walks heads in, in a single-file line. Norman first, Otto second, Max comes third and challenges the door camera to a staring contest, and by the thing making glitching noises, I think Max won. Sandman comes next, followed by Curt Connors in human form.

Turns out Curt is still a human when life allows it, Max said he's a scientist at Oscorp who had only one arm and was shamed by it, so he tried something to grow a new one, but it also turned him into a Lizard, and just to spit it Connor's face, his arm then disappears when back to human form, ouch.

He also loses his clothes every time, but thankfully I was able to fetch him a S.T.A.R.K coat Peter had. 

"Alarm system, deactivated." An A.I says.

"So, do they fit or...?" I ask Curt as we head inside the apartment. Awkwardly trying to start conversation. 

"Yes, they're fine, thank you." Curt abruptly, but politely answers, so I just nod at him.

"Cool, and just letting you know....We don't got spares." I let him know. "So, if you go Wolfman on us again, I'm not letting you borrow my Spider-Man costume, next." I state clearly, that's mine and mine only!

Curt stares at me, surprised that such a thing exists. "I... doubt I'll need it." He assures me. Cool, cus he won't!

"Hey, May?" Peter talks to his aunt. "I feel kinda bad, using Happy's place like this."

"No, no, no. He'll get over it." May off-handily assures him, her attention mostly on the visitors (me included) trying to make themselves at home.

Max turns on the T.V by shooting a tiny bit of electricity at it, showing he still has some left. Sandman goes to sit down on the couch, and sand flies out, getting on the couch. "Oh, sorry." Flint apologizes, trying to wipe the sand off, but that obviously soils it even more

Meanwhile, I go to grab a water bottle from the fridge, but when I grip it, the bottle's plastic melts off, and the water spill on the floor. "Son of a spider..." I mutter, grabbing a towel, but that burns too.

Norman spots the table's Dum-e robot. Yes, the name describes the device perfectly. Nether-the-less, Norman can't help but observe and play with it.

"So, this is your plan, Peter? Hmm?" Octavius skeptically questions. "No Lab, no facilities? Just performing miracles in a condominium?" Octavius makes the whole situation sound impossible. "What, you gonna cook us some cures and frozen burritos in a microwave?"

"I could go for a burrito." Norman chimes in, apparently hearing only one thing from that sentence.

"He's gonna kill us all." Octavius frustratingly remarks.

"Well, let's hope not." Peter humorously replies, heading to a back room. "You're up first, Doc." He tells the Octopus with a pat on the shoulder.

"What? Hey, I told you, I don't need fixing." Octavius objects, but Peter still walks away. 

"You're sure?" I probe him. "Cuz whatever happened to you seemed to have successfully made you cranky all the time-"

"I don't need fixing!" Octavius repeats at me, before turning back to the room Peter ran into. "Especially by a teenager using scraps from a bachelor's junk drawer."

"Nah, nah, nah. He got something back there." Max suddenly says, looking hungry. "I can feel it. That weird energy." He heads to the back room.

I'll be lying if I said I wasn't interested in what's back there, so I follow him. Peter approaches a blanket covering a cube-shaped device, he takes the blanket off to reveal.... a unknown cube-shaped device, I don't know that thing dude.

"What the hell is that?" Norman questions, his interest obviously peeked. 

"It's a fabricator." Peter answers. He presses a button on the top and the cube begins to open up, revealing other devices. "It can analyze, design, construct basically.... anything."

"I thought it was the tanning bed Happy broke..." May comments.

"Look at that..." Max looks at the fabricator, with a slightly excited look, his eye catches something particular and his eyes flash yellow again.

Suddenly, the fabricator fully opens up in swift faction and it crashes through the kitchen wall, now I'm scared for my life. Octavius flinches and stares at the damage intimidated.

"He's gonna kill us all....."

_____________________________________

It's been quite a few hours, Peter and Norman stand next to the fabricator, Peter shows some holographic models showing off Doctor Octavius's condition so they can a cure for the source.

"So, the chip in the back of Doc's neck was designed to protect his brain from te A.I system that's controlling these tentacles. But if you look here... the chip is fried." Peter's images zoom in to the chip. "So rather than him being in control of the tentacles, the tentacles are controlling him." Peter concludes. "Which, I guess explains why... he's so miserable all of the time."

"That would definitely explain it..." I comment, glancing at the doctor who swats one his tentacles away when it gets too close.

Meanwhile, May walks up to Octavius with a glass. "Thirsty?" He checks on him.

"Well, yes, I am thirsty." Octavius says, realizing it just now. May nods then, asks another question.

"Salt or fresh water?" She suddenly says. Much to the confusion of everyone. "You know, because you're a octopus." She explains. Dude, the tentacles are robotic, he's clearly not  freaking octopus!

"What?"

"Fresh water it is." May nods. 

I just walk away from all that, and instead go to watch the television with Flint, which is now currently showing the incident at S.T.A.R.K New York facility. Max is currently looking out the window and into the night sky. I also catch Curt leaning on the kitchen table, writing some stuff on some notes he's gotten.

"It came to everyone's shock when a molten man and what seems to be a 'Lizard man' came outta the lab, and began brawling in the facility, causing great amounts of damage to both the lab, and a cafeteria."

My eyes are glued to the screen, It feels weird, but I kind like hearing the news talk about something that I know involves me, even if no one seems to have brought me up yet.

"While there are a few suspects as to who this 'Molten Man' actually is, some suspect another Fire Elemental similar to the one that attacked Prague months ago."

"Of course they do...." I sarcastically mumble. But I don't pay any more attention to it. Flint doesn't really seem to be actually watching it either, but he definitely recognizes the 'elemental' image the news show.

"That was you?" Flint asks me, slightly interested. 

"Yup, remember when I said about just getting my powers?" I question him, to which he nods. "It happened in there."

"Hmmm..." Flint mumbles, grabbing a framed photo. I glance at Max, and he seems to be still staring in awe at New York city.

"Look at this place, all the possibilities." Max maunders out loud, seemingly talking to us as well.

"What? the condo?" Flint asks as he puts the photo away. Curt's attention has also been caught, walking to the living room.

"Yeah, yeah, the condo. I love the whole over floor plan." Max sarcastically replies and I can't help but let out a chuckle, that was kind of a silly question. "No. No, man. I'm talking about the world." he then answers, stroking his goatee. "I kinda like who I am here, and all the power I had back there.... I could be so much more." 

"Are you saying you want to stay here?" Curt queries, to which Max nods.

"Yeah, so much advanced tech here, so much we could've used, makes you think..." Max gestures to the city outside, before turning his attention to us. "So, why did you come here?"

"I have a daughter. And I wanna see her..." Flint says with some emotion, it's clear his child is very important to him. "But he's not sending anyone home, until he's finished his little since project back there."

"You trust him?" I probe from him.

"I don't trust anyone." Flint easily answers, folding his arms. "How'd you guys get like that anyway?" He then asks us.

"Oh, the place I worked at.... they were experimenting with electricity created by loving organisms, and then... I fell into a vat of electric eels." Max tells his story, before they then look at me.

I glance around, make sure nobody's listening before getting ready to tell my tale. "You guys have committed crimes before, right?" I ask first, Flint nods and Max shrugs, to which I decide it should be safe to tell them the whole story. "I'm in debt with a gang who's bosses.... are friends with the right people. I owe them twenty grand, and a friend of mine told me of a special project at S.T.A.R.K that could go for the right price..." I gesture to the television and the news broadcast earlier. "I managed to get the.... liquid metallic alloy stuff, but then I fell into the entire vat." I finish, glaring at Curt who rolls his eyes.

"You're kidding? I fell into a supercollider." Flint tells us. Curt, Max and I give each other a pained look, that must've hurt.

"Damn..." Max shakes his head "Gotta be careful where you fall." He says in a slightly humorous way.

After that, Peter suddenly dashes outside the back room, showing off a chip. "I got it. I did it. I did it! Will you send him up?" Peter requests May.

"Yup, here we go." May operates the remote controlling Doc Ock's tentacles and all of us gather around to watch the miracle happen. Peter tosses away some goggles and almost hits May with them, quickly apologizing like he always does. "Hold on, Doc."

"Oh, will theses humiliations never cease!" Doc Ock complains as he's raised upwards while Peter goes up the mezzanine and gets on top of the railing. Octavius shows complete distain at Peter's chip. "You, keep your science project away from me!" He demands, but I doubt Peter will oblige.

"It'll work, have faith." Norman tries to reassure his old friend.

"Says the reckless fool who turned himself into a monster." Otto Remarks. Norman goes silent with a subdued and offended look. I give him a tap on the shoulder, giving him a reassuring look, reminding him he doesn't really mean it, and Norman smiles back.

"Please stop moving your head." Peter politely asks the doctor, trying to put the chip in back of Octavius's neck but he keeps struggling. "Hold still."

"Don't you dare." Otto warns as if he's able to do something about it. I don't look, but I know everyone is watching the scene, waiting to see if Peter can really cure everyone. Peter looks to be almost there, and Otto gets even more agitated. "I swear... when I get out of this, we're gonna rip you a new-"

Peter finally implants the chip, which then causes the tentacles to power down, and Otto stops all movements, his body shutting down along with his robotic arms. "Doc?" Peter calls out to him, but Octavius shows no response, we're all now look in horror at the potential body, did he die? "Doc? Doc?" Peter calls out again, still nothing.

"Doctor Octaviu-"

Otto's head suddenly shoots up, breathing heavily as he can, like many cliché movie moments before him. "It's so quiet..." He whispers. "Those voices, inside my head I...." I notice Otto begin to tear up, he's no doubt missed the silence for a long time. "I had almost forgotten...."

"Otto." Norman calls out as well with hope in his eyes.

"Yes, Norman." Otto confirms. Lowering down, he gives his friend a assuring nod. "It's me." Peter jumps in between the two, looking at the cured doctor in awe.

"Would you look at that?" Flint remarks at the situation, no doubt happy that's one step to getting home. 

"That is.... indeed, impressive." Curt comments, scanning Otto's less cranky, more relaxed behavior. 

Peter uses the remote and removes control of Otto's tentacles, and they attach to Peter's chest, giving him the piece of his suit back. Doctor Octavius is back in control. He turns to Peter and gives him a greatful nod. "I'm greatful, dear boy, truly."

"Yeah, you're welcome." Peter responds and the two shake hands. Otto then looks ready to repay the favor.

"How can I help?"

_____________________________________________________

The Scientist, Doctors, and Spider are now working on separate cures. Curt is working on his own, trying to learn from his mistakes from the orginal, Norman is doing the same, while Peter and Otto try to find a cure for my condition.

They use the canister of liquid I already have and use it to try and make a counter that should return my skin back to flesh. Part of me is nervous, since I'll be losing my twenty grand to give to the mafia, but I guess it has to be done.

"Okay, I think we have it..." Peter tells me, removing the canister from the fabricator, the alloy looks a little different in color, more of a peach then a orange, but if it's peach then... (A joke about your skin color, that I don't want to be specific about.)

I look at it, feeling a little weird. Peter hands to me and gives me his best serious look. "Whenever you're ready." He lets me know, patting my shoulder. 

"Thanks man." I say, nodding to him. Peter smiles before heading back to help the others.

Suddenly, his phone rings, but with important research in his hands, he doesn't awnser it. But that doesn't stop the person from leaving a message.

"Uh, yeah, Peter, this is Happy. I accessed my doorbell camera... Who are those guys, huh? Is that a cyborg, you bring a cyborg with robot legs into my house? One of the guys was made of mud? What's going on? Call me back."

Most of us awkwardly stare at the phone, realizing we might have a crap ton to explain. "You should hurry up here." I advise them, to which Peter nods, agreeing.

As they pick up the pace on their work, I turn back to the canister again. Now I recognize this weird feeling I'm getting.

Hesitance.