"I'm just so tired. It's so -- it's so dumb, isn't it? They just fucking use people and then throw them away and want them buried. They want them gone. If you're too difficult, if you don't fit, if you're not doing exactly what you need to then you're thrown aside." And Harry was stuck in a place where he never got to get any catharsis from his dad and the company was all he had left to be angry at, to care about.
Harry looked at Max, eyes wide and admiring, taking it the beautiful blue and the crackling static. It made his hairs stand on end - he loved it.
"Max, man, you're amazing. You know that? Look at you. You beautiful bastard. You could do anything. You will. And you'll hurt anyone who ever hurt you." And he was excited to be there for it. "And look, yeah, I'm not exactly 'disadvantaged' or on your level in that sense but like... I get it. In a way. I've always been weak, I just want to turn the tables. Just once." He wasn't asking for more.
"We'll fucking fry those tables," Max promised, watching his own hand as he moved it, still trying to figure out his own body. If it could even be called that. He wasn't mourning any loss there, he knew he had been a weird loser all his life before this. But now he'd never be a loser again. Looking past his fingers, he looked at Harry. He really did look broken down. He wanted to change that.
"They won't get to hurt you any more either." There, that was a promise. "Let's do your thing first. Then we can go to the grid. I think-- I think I need more power. There's more potential. I can be more. I feel it."
"Exactly, Max. We gotta get ready for war." Harry promised him as he pulled up to the building and turned his head, smiling at Electro. "We're gonna go in there so you have to scramble all their cameras or some shit. Kill anyone who comes at us. We'll get to my office and find out where my cure is. My dad worked on that thing for years, he had all the pieces, he tested so much on me and I just -- I just think they have to have something, right?"
It made sense. They had to have a lead or a direction to go. Some of those weird fucking spiders or Spiderman's blood or something.
With a pause, Harry exhaled and then turned to Max. "Do you like that, by the way? Max. Cause I like Max, it's a good name. It's cute. Or would you rather Mr Dillion or -- I dunno, you got a super villain name yet?"
"Not really. How do you get one?" He supposed the news usually took care of that. "What are they calling me? They probably got something." He had fought Spider-Man, after all. Almost won too. Dumb little spider. "You can call me Max. If I had friends, they'd have called me that."
He had never really had friends. He had thought he had one once, but clearly he had been mistaken about that. Harry was different though. He knew that.
Looking forward to the building, he closed his eyes briefly. It was easy to follow the right current. Change the flow. Scramble the cameras, as Harry wanted. "It's safe to go in now."
"Come on then, Max." Harry pushed the door open and got out, walking towards the door and making sure Max is with them. He considered what Max had said, tilted his head to the side a little and then smiled at Max when it came to him. "Electro. They said Electro. In the paper I read. I kind of like it, it has a spark of something."
With a playful giggle, he walked inside his old headquarters and didn't bother to check for danger or worry. If anyone had questioned his trust of Max, this was the test and he passed because he didn't seem concerned at all. He knew Max had his back.
"We need the 8th floor." He tilted his head up and frowned. "Elevator?"
"Electro." Not exactly original, but he had to smirk anyway, nodding his approval. "It will do."
He watched Harry, who seemed to be in a good mood. Made sense, didn't it? Things were going exactly the way they wanted. He looked over to the elevator and moved things so it'd come down, walking Harry towards it. When the door opened, he let Harry step through first. "I'll be with you. Don't touch the walls."
With that he vanished. Well, he stopped clinging to a human shape, instead pure electricity followed behind Harry, creating a crackling forcefield around him as the elevator went up. Max was testing his limits.
When the door opened, he appeared again just outside it, gesturing for Harry to come out. "I am testing my control." He wanted to find out what he could do without hurting Harry.
"You know, everything around you just crackles and pops. I love it. You're like how it feels on crystal. It's just, you know, it's just electric." He laughed, amused by his own joke as he came to stand in front of Electro, looking up at him. "You are amazing."
Just a simple, clear statement before he moved into his old office, letting Max handle any security.
Talking to his rival turned boss was relatively easy. Once Max stopped his heart, anyway. He had offered Max the chance to ditch and go play but no, Max was really gonna stick with him. Harry didn't mind. He marched the bastard towards the elevator and kept his gun pointed at the fucker.
"You wanna see what Oscorp is hiding, Max? I wonder how much they have kept away from us all."
"Whatever they haven't destroyed yet. Your father managed to be an evil bastard for decades without getting caught, why are these new bastards all so incompetent?" Seemed like a good question to ask. This time, different from before, Max did physically enter the elevator. He leaned against the wall, moving his hands a little bit above the buttons instead of pressing them directly. His arms crossed, he kept his eyes on Harry. Had to wonder whether he had ever even held a gun before.
Didn't really matter, he supposed. He was doing a good, unhinged show of it. "If they don't have anything to help you down there, we'll find something somewhere else."
"I don't know why but I'm feeling lucky. Are you feeling lucky, Max?"
Harry smiled, a little irrationally optimistic but determined. As they headed to the lab below, he ignored the head of the board's half hearted protests and insistence that it wasn't the cure, that it was a trial but nothing would stop Harry. Not even the risk. He didn't even consult Max but he did look at him, not waiting, just putting it right into his neck with a smile. And it worked. It fucking worked. His hands stopped shaking for the first time since he was ... God, 11? 12? he couldn't even remember.
"They had it the whole fucking time. My dad died and they had it the whole--"
Something hit him like a ton of bricks and he felt an unstoppable, painful itch rip through the inside of his body. He lost his footing and dropped to the floor, curled into himself. "... Max?!"
"No!" Max moved over to hold Harry without thinking, but his hands went through his arms at the first attempt and he was afraid that he was shocking him. His eyes wide he stayed as close as he could, glaring up at the asshole that had brought them here. "What have you done to him?!"
There were protests again, but Max didn't hear them. He yelled as he pulled it all in, all the power he could reach. The man's body was scorching when he hit him with a wave. Only around Harry's fallen body stayed a circle of air that wasn't crackling. Everything else was electricity, gathering inside Max. He was not sure what he was reaching for, but he felt it like a meter being filled. And when he reached it, he reached for Harry again.
This time he had a body, something solid to use to gather Harry against himself. He looked down at him, desperate. "Don't leave me! I-- You said you needed me!" So he couldn't just leave. Not like this.
Harry cried out in pain as he felt his body do something to itself, he had no idea why. It felt like bones were moving and muscles were ripping. He felt like every inch of himself was being torn open. He cried out for a few moments, twitching and writhing, until the pain changed. It didn't hurt the same way, it didn't feel the same. It almost felt good. The screams turned to laughs and Harry opened his eyes again.
Instead of a beautiful blue, they were green.
He smiled up at Max, his face twisted into a horrible grin. "I think I'm better now." It felt better so it was - right? He looked at Max, mesmerised. "I'm alive."
"...you are alive." Had to give him that. But he was different. He saw it with how the electricity moved through his body now. Max stroked the side of Harry's face, merely to get a feel of him. To figure out what had happened. "Something changed with how your brain is receiving signals."
That was the closest he could give to an explanation right now. Sparks came from Max's fingers and it was when he realised, finally, that he had fingers again. His old ones, no longer blue and transparent. "Huh. Guess I changed too."
"You look so handsome but I gotta admit, I'm missing the blue." Harry confessed as he slowly managed to find his feet, staggering a little as he walked towards the panels in front of him, eyeing up the technology with fascination. "It's miliary weapons. Should have fucking knew it, they got the contract and they hid it from me."
Harry picked up one of the green bombs and playfully tossed it up and down, catching it as he looked at Max. "You know, buddy, me and you could do so much together." They had weapons, Max had powers and they clearly got each other. "Hey, handsome - wanna kill a spider together?"
Max frowned, unsure what to make of being called handsome repeatedly. In the end he decided to make nothing of it, instead focusing on watching Harry. Watching the ideas spark to life, wondering just what he was really thinking. There was an excitement over being included in his plans. Devious little fucker, he knew that much. And that was exactly what he wanted.
"Sounds like a fun party." He smiled back, lifting his hand. It only took a thought for it to turn blue again. The lights flickered and Max looked at Harry. "Think the spider will come out to play?"
"Trash the grids, mess with the electric. You know the power station? Go there. Stay there. I'll be right behind you. You need to draw him out now or we'll never get to him." Harry insisted as he started pulling weapons from the shelving, excited to hurt someone, his whole body thumping and vibrating with exciting. He felt different. He felt good. And it was time.
It was time to end that stupid bug and crush him down for what he did. He would have revenge, that much he was sure of. "Then we attack together. Make him think you're alone, cause he'll think it. But you're not alone, Max." He felt his arms out, laughing. "I'm always gonna be with you."
"Promise." Max knew it was childish to demand it like that, but he asked anyway, holding out his pinkie finger. And then, after Harry made the pinkie promise, Max smiled. His body turned blue again, transparent and electric, pure power. And he left, but only so they could reunite again.
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Harry looked at Max, eyes wide and admiring, taking it the beautiful blue and the crackling static. It made his hairs stand on end - he loved it.
"Max, man, you're amazing. You know that? Look at you. You beautiful bastard. You could do anything. You will. And you'll hurt anyone who ever hurt you." And he was excited to be there for it. "And look, yeah, I'm not exactly 'disadvantaged' or on your level in that sense but like... I get it. In a way. I've always been weak, I just want to turn the tables. Just once." He wasn't asking for more.
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"They won't get to hurt you any more either." There, that was a promise. "Let's do your thing first. Then we can go to the grid. I think-- I think I need more power. There's more potential. I can be more. I feel it."
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It made sense. They had to have a lead or a direction to go. Some of those weird fucking spiders or Spiderman's blood or something.
With a pause, Harry exhaled and then turned to Max. "Do you like that, by the way? Max. Cause I like Max, it's a good name. It's cute. Or would you rather Mr Dillion or -- I dunno, you got a super villain name yet?"
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He had never really had friends. He had thought he had one once, but clearly he had been mistaken about that. Harry was different though. He knew that.
Looking forward to the building, he closed his eyes briefly. It was easy to follow the right current. Change the flow. Scramble the cameras, as Harry wanted. "It's safe to go in now."
As could be seen when the doors opened for them.
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With a playful giggle, he walked inside his old headquarters and didn't bother to check for danger or worry. If anyone had questioned his trust of Max, this was the test and he passed because he didn't seem concerned at all. He knew Max had his back.
"We need the 8th floor." He tilted his head up and frowned. "Elevator?"
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He watched Harry, who seemed to be in a good mood. Made sense, didn't it? Things were going exactly the way they wanted. He looked over to the elevator and moved things so it'd come down, walking Harry towards it. When the door opened, he let Harry step through first. "I'll be with you. Don't touch the walls."
With that he vanished. Well, he stopped clinging to a human shape, instead pure electricity followed behind Harry, creating a crackling forcefield around him as the elevator went up. Max was testing his limits.
When the door opened, he appeared again just outside it, gesturing for Harry to come out. "I am testing my control." He wanted to find out what he could do without hurting Harry.
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Just a simple, clear statement before he moved into his old office, letting Max handle any security.
Talking to his rival turned boss was relatively easy. Once Max stopped his heart, anyway. He had offered Max the chance to ditch and go play but no, Max was really gonna stick with him. Harry didn't mind. He marched the bastard towards the elevator and kept his gun pointed at the fucker.
"You wanna see what Oscorp is hiding, Max? I wonder how much they have kept away from us all."
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Didn't really matter, he supposed. He was doing a good, unhinged show of it. "If they don't have anything to help you down there, we'll find something somewhere else."
He wanted to reassure Harry.
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Harry smiled, a little irrationally optimistic but determined. As they headed to the lab below, he ignored the head of the board's half hearted protests and insistence that it wasn't the cure, that it was a trial but nothing would stop Harry. Not even the risk. He didn't even consult Max but he did look at him, not waiting, just putting it right into his neck with a smile. And it worked. It fucking worked. His hands stopped shaking for the first time since he was ... God, 11? 12? he couldn't even remember.
"They had it the whole fucking time. My dad died and they had it the whole--"
Something hit him like a ton of bricks and he felt an unstoppable, painful itch rip through the inside of his body. He lost his footing and dropped to the floor, curled into himself. "... Max?!"
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There were protests again, but Max didn't hear them. He yelled as he pulled it all in, all the power he could reach. The man's body was scorching when he hit him with a wave. Only around Harry's fallen body stayed a circle of air that wasn't crackling. Everything else was electricity, gathering inside Max. He was not sure what he was reaching for, but he felt it like a meter being filled. And when he reached it, he reached for Harry again.
This time he had a body, something solid to use to gather Harry against himself. He looked down at him, desperate. "Don't leave me! I-- You said you needed me!" So he couldn't just leave. Not like this.
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Instead of a beautiful blue, they were green.
He smiled up at Max, his face twisted into a horrible grin. "I think I'm better now." It felt better so it was - right? He looked at Max, mesmerised. "I'm alive."
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That was the closest he could give to an explanation right now. Sparks came from Max's fingers and it was when he realised, finally, that he had fingers again. His old ones, no longer blue and transparent. "Huh. Guess I changed too."
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Harry picked up one of the green bombs and playfully tossed it up and down, catching it as he looked at Max. "You know, buddy, me and you could do so much together." They had weapons, Max had powers and they clearly got each other. "Hey, handsome - wanna kill a spider together?"
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"Sounds like a fun party." He smiled back, lifting his hand. It only took a thought for it to turn blue again. The lights flickered and Max looked at Harry. "Think the spider will come out to play?"
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It was time to end that stupid bug and crush him down for what he did. He would have revenge, that much he was sure of. "Then we attack together. Make him think you're alone, cause he'll think it. But you're not alone, Max." He felt his arms out, laughing. "I'm always gonna be with you."
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