The Rematch

While Ray was taking time to clear his mind over those two weeks, New York remained vigilant for any signs of the lizard.

Following Ray's speech, law enforcement sprang into action, swiftly securing the city's sewers to prevent unauthorized access. Meanwhile, construction crews completed the facility for individuals with extraordinary abilities.

Collaborating with Ray Hunter, they developed an advanced underwater prison designed specifically to detain individuals with powers. The cuffs they devised were engineered to suppress genetic expression, effectively neutralizing their abilities.

Spider-Man wasn't one to take it easy, especially after facing off against Kraven the Hunter and the Lizard. Peter felt the weight of responsibility and knew he had to step up his game. He extended his patrols from 9 PM to midnight, often venturing into Hell's Kitchen to quell gang conflicts and disrupt illegal activities.

Thanks to his relentless efforts, crime rates in New York City saw a noticeable decline of 15%. The city streets became safer havens for its inhabitants, allowing them to navigate their daily lives with a newfound sense of security.

Meanwhile, in the lab at Oscorp, scientists were busy pacing around the room, meticulously checking the instruments to ensure everything was functioning correctly. In the center of the room lay a medical bed with a man attached to wires monitoring his vital signs.

This man was Norman Osborn, and he was testing a revised formula developed by Dr. Connors. After discovering that the serum had transformed Dr. Connors into the Lizard, Oscorp scientists collaborated to refine the formula.

Despite their reservations, Norman's impatience led him to insist on testing the formula on himself. Reluctantly, the scientists agreed, feeling obligated to comply with Norman's orders as employees of Oscorp.

"How's it looking?" Norman inquires, glancing over at the lead scientist who's jotting notes on a clipboard by his side.

"Smooth sailing so far, Mr. Osborn," the scientist replies, scanning the room for any potential hiccups.

"Good," Norman murmurs, his gaze returning to the ceiling, fixating on the sterile white lights above.

"Sir, are you absolutely certain about this? We could conduct trials on a test subject before proceeding," the lead scientist persists, concern evident in his tone.

"I've made up my mind. Time's running out, and this serum is my last shot," Norman retorts, his frustration evident as he raises his voice.

"Enough deliberation. Let's do it," he declares, shutting his eyes, mentally preparing for the impending procedure.

As the scientist begins to move around the room, operating numerous devices, a mechanical arm emerges from the ceiling, extending toward Norman, clutching a syringe filled with vibrant green liquid.

With precision, the arm reaches Norman's arm and administers the serum before retracting back into the ceiling, disappearing from sight.

As the fluid from the syringe surged through Norman's veins, he couldn't suppress the agonizing screams erupting from his throat. The pain was excruciating, as if his body was being mercilessly torn apart from every angle.

Despite being restrained by straps on his wrists, Norman convulsed violently, desperately attempting to break free from the bed.

His veins bulged with an eerie green hue, contrasting sharply against his pale skin, while froth spilled from his contorted mouth.

Frantically, the scientists rushed around the room, monitoring their instruments, ensuring Norman's vital signs remained stable.

After enduring five harrowing minutes of torment, Norman succumbed to unconsciousness, his body limp and motionless.

Immediately, the scientists converged upon him, assessing his condition with urgency. It was evident: Norman had slipped into a coma, a consequence of the grueling ordeal.

As all this was unfolding, Peter found himself on a date with his girlfriend Gwen Stacy. Lately, Gwen had been picking up on Peter's exhaustion each morning and his tendency to bail on plans. Concerned, she insisted on this date to get to the bottom of it all.

Aware of his own behavior, Peter didn't resist Gwen's insistence. So, they found themselves heading to their favorite restaurant, the very spot where they shared their first date.

"I think I need to find a new job. After leaving Oscorp, I've been surviving on my remaining salary," Peter confides in Gwen as they stroll through the streets of New York.

"Well, why don't you use the money from Hunter Enterprise? They're sponsoring you, right?" Gwen suggests, wrapping her arm around Peter's, seeking comfort in his touch.

"I'm using the money for rent and groceries, and the rest goes to Uncle Ben and Aunt May, so there's hardly anything left for me," Peter explains with a sigh, contemplating whether to ask Mr. Ray for additional support.

"Well, you've got to think fast. We're graduating next year, and you know we've got to get into MIT," Gwen reminds Peter of their shared aspirations.

"I know. I'm on it," Peter says with a sigh, still uncertain about his next move.

As they walked, Peter's spider sense suddenly tingled, sending his brain into overdrive and slowing everything down around him.

Quickly assessing his surroundings, Peter noticed the manhole frame shaking. Not wanting to stick around to find out what was causing it, he grabbed Gwen's hand and dashed with her to the nearest alley, ducking behind a dumpster for cover.

Before long, the ground near the manhole burst open, and The Lizard leaped out, causing chaos in the streets as people frantically ran for safety.

Without hesitation, Peter swiftly removed his outer clothes, revealing the Spider-Man suit underneath. With ease, he detached the mask from the chest area of the suit and put it on. Thanks to Baymax's configuration, wearing the suit under his clothes was comfortable and inconspicuous.

Gwen was speechless, already shaken by the appearance of The Lizard, and now discovering that her boyfriend was the legendary Spider-Man left her mind in a state of shock.

"I'll explain everything once this is over," Peter assured Gwen as he dashed out of the alley, snapping her out of her daze.

In the heart of the bustling streets, chaos reigned as Spider-Man and The Lizard engaged in an epic battle, their movements a blur of speed and agility. The sounds of crashing cars and shattering glass echoed through the air as the two adversaries clashed with fierce determination.

Spider-Man swung between buildings with grace and precision, his web-shooters firing off webs to ensnare The Lizard's massive limbs. But The Lizard was a force to be reckoned with, his primal instincts driving him forward as he tore through the webbing with brute strength.

With a taunting smirk, Spider-Man danced around The Lizard, his acrobatic flips and spins keeping him one step ahead of his scaly foe.

"Come on, Lizard! I've seen subway rats with better moves than you!" Spider-Man jeered, his voice carrying over the din of the battle.

But The Lizard was undeterred, his eyes filled with a savage determination as he launched himself at Spider-Man with ferocious speed. Spider-Man barely had time to react, dodging and weaving to avoid the razor-sharp claws that threatened to tear him apart.

As the battle raged on, Spider-Man's quips served as both a distraction and a way to keep himself focused amidst the chaos.

"Is that the best you've got, Lizard Breath? I've fought off worse threats in my sleep!" Spider-Man teased, flipping out of reach of another lunging attack.

But The Lizard was relentless, his sheer size and strength giving him the upper hand as he relentlessly pursued Spider-Man through the streets.

With a sudden burst of speed, Spider-Man leaped onto a passing truck, using it as a makeshift platform to gain the high ground. From his vantage point, he fired off a barrage of webs, aiming to immobilize The Lizard and turn the tide of the battle.

But The Lizard was too quick, dodging and swatting away the webs with ease as he closed in on his prey.

With a roar of fury, The Lizard lunged at Spider-Man, his massive claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. Spider-Man barely managed to dodge the attack, his spider-sense tingling with warning as he danced out of reach.

As the battle reached its climax, Spider-Man unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, each blow fueled by months of training and the desire to protect his city. With a final, decisive strike, he incapacitated The Lizard, bringing an end to the chaos that had engulfed the streets.

Amidst the cheers of onlookers and the chaos of the aftermath, Spider-Man stood victorious, his breaths labored but his spirit unbroken.

"Looks like the Lizard's all out of steam," Spider-Man quipped, his voice laced with adrenaline and triumph as he swung away, leaving behind a city grateful for his bravery and determination.

Not long after his departure, law enforcement officers arrived at the scene. Utilizing specialized restraints crafted by Ray, they successfully reverted the lizard back to its human form. The individual was promptly handed over to the FBI for transportation to the special secure detention facility. Unbeknownst to the authorities, two covert vehicles trailed the FBI convoy, poised to orchestrate the lizard's escape.