The Amazing Spider-Man 3

Chapter 39

I spun around, facing Harry, who had spoken.  He sat in a wooden chair in the corner of the room, looking happy and healthy.

He didn't look like the I'm-gonna-kill-you-and-it's-going-to-be-fun kind of happy.  He looked happy.

He didn't look like I'm-temporarily-healed-in-a-suit-but-I'll-die-without-it kind of healthy, either.  He was healed.  I could see it in his eyes.  This was the real Harry, and he was alright.  He wasn't going to die.

"Harry," I spoke his name, flabbergasted.  "It's you."  He smiled.  Not an evil smile, but a cheerful, friendly smile.

"Yes.  It is.  You were right."  He rose to his feet.  We just stared at each other for a moment, until we both collided into an embrace.  I buried my face into his shoulder, feeling his orange clothing getting wet.  I was crying, but I didn't care.  I had lost my friend.  He was back now.  "I finally understand."

"I never thought I'd see you again," I mumbled.  "The real you."  We parted, and I stared into his deep, bright blue eyes.

"I'm here, now.  They saved me."

"'They?'  You mean the people at Ravencroft?  The same people who tortured Electro saved you?"

"Hard to believe, yes, I know," Harry said.  "But...they did.  They found a way to reverse the effects of the spider venom, or maybe they only extracted it, but they managed to take my disease with it."

"I'm so glad you're back, man!"  I patted his back, causing him to stumble forward with a chuckle. 

"I just...I didn't mean to cause so much damage."  Our tone quickly returned to serious, and the room seemed to turn several degrees colder.

"I know.  It's okay, now."

"No, it's not.  Some people are hurt.  A couple died.  I know they were bad and all, but they still died, because of me.  Now, how can I live with that?"

I looked down at my feet with a sigh.

"Electro, Dr. Octopus, and Mysterio are all gone because of me.  Maybe you sent them after me, but I killed them."  He looked up at me with sad eyes.  "Uncle Ben's killer is gone because of me.  Captain Stacy died because of me.  Dr. Connors became the Lizard because of me.  My Uncle Ben died because I didn't save him.  It's a lot to bear.  We all make mistakes.  We all do things.  Sometimes they are neccessary."

My short speech seemed to brighten up Harry a bit.  He nodded, but there was still tension between us.

"It's still not over," he muttered.

"Is it ever over?"  I scratched my forehead.

"No, but, Fiers..."

"Fiers?"

"Gustav Fiers.  He has some ties with Oscorp, but I'm not sure what exactly they are, yet.  He was on the Green Goblin's side.  He is evil.  I'm afraid...I'm afraid he's going to cause even more trouble than he already has.  Maybe he has my disease to spread.  Maybe he has the spider venom to use on others.  I don't know."

"What does he look like?"

"Brown hair, blue eyes, always wears black when I see him, he likes hats...I don't know.  He's really creepy.  I don't want to mess with him, but we have to stop him."

I thought for a minute.  "So are you an experiment now?"

"I guess."

"Were they planning on letting me out?  I mean, I guess we're stuck here, then."