Even though General Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross had completely blockaded the Osborn Group, sealing every exit and surrounding the building with armed soldiers, more than three hundred researchers still chose to report for work that morning. They came because they believed in their projects. They came because they trusted the name of Oscorp. And some of them came simply because they did not understand how serious the situation had become.
Now they were trapped.
The tall glass tower that once represented innovation and ambition had become a prison. Soldiers filled the hallways. Heavy vehicles blocked the roads outside. Communication signals were unstable. Fear spread quickly through every floor of the building.
Pressed tightly against the exterior wall on the tenth floor was a figure dressed in dark red and black. This was not the masked vigilante from Gotham. This was Spider-Man — but operating with a tactical mind sharper than most generals.
Dense spider silk burst from his wrist, spreading outward in layers. Within seconds, a massive web nearly fifty meters wide stretched across the outer wall. It attached itself to reinforced steel beams, window frames, and structural joints. The wide surface ensured the building would not suffer structural damage from the forces he was about to unleash.
"I'll arrive in five minutes—"
Before he could finish transmitting the message, the small computer mounted on his wrist flickered. The connection to Professor Connors' system had been lost.
That meant only one thing.
"Professor Connors is in trouble. I need to move faster."
Professor Curt Connors was brilliant, but unstable. If his experiment went wrong, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Spider-Man turned his head slightly. On the rooftop of a nearby building, the Batmobile stood ready, its systems under full remote control by Oracle AI.
"Increase to maximum speed. Activate jump mode."
His voice was calm.
On the opposite building's roof, the Batmobile roared to life. The engine did not hide its power. It climbed forward in aggressive acceleration.
At the edge of the rooftop, instead of slowing down, the suspension system compressed — then exploded upward.
The vehicle launched into open air.
Twin jet boosters ignited from the rear, blazing fire into the night. At the same time, three grappling cables extended from the front, linking together and tightening under mechanical force.
On the tenth floor, Spider-Man tightened his grip on the webbing with one hand while holding the grappling cable with the other.
Then he pulled.
The four-ton Batmobile, fueled by engines and jet thrust, surged forward across open space. The grappling lines retracted in perfect timing. The force transferred through Spider-Man's enhanced body — strength far beyond normal human limits.
This was no longer the body of an ordinary man.
This was Spider-Man.
The Batmobile tore across the gap between buildings at terrifying speed.
Inside the Osborn building, two soldiers glanced toward the window.
"What's that shadow?"
"Probably nothing. General Ross already said that masked guy is just some costumed civilian—"
They never finished.
CRASH!
The Batmobile smashed through the tenth-floor windows like a falling meteor. Glass shattered in every direction. Laboratory equipment flew across the room. The vehicle slid more than twenty meters before grinding to a halt.
Before anyone could fully react, the riot control system activated.
Panels opened along the sides and hood. Dozens of non-lethal weapons deployed simultaneously.
Forty-two barrels.
Rubber rounds fired in controlled bursts.
Oracle AI calculated trajectories with flawless precision. Every bullet struck a soldier. Not a single researcher was harmed.
Within seconds, shouting filled the floor.
"What the hell is happening?!"
"Where did that car come from?!"
Soldiers fell one by one, overwhelmed by the impact. Muscles spasmed. Bodies collapsed. They were injured, but alive.
Spider-Man stepped through the broken window calmly.
He looked at the terrified researchers hiding behind overturned desks.
"Run."
That was all he said.
No one working at Oscorp lacked intelligence. They saw clearly that the gunfire avoided them. They saw soldiers falling. They understood opportunity.
And they moved.
Stairwells filled with rushing footsteps. Elevators were forced open. Panic turned into escape.
From other floors, more soldiers rushed in.
"Stop them! General Ross ordered—what is that vehicle?!"
"The tenth floor is down! Requesting backup!"
They assumed casualties. They assumed the worst.
Which was exactly what Spider-Man wanted.
The Batmobile suddenly accelerated again, smashing into incoming soldiers and forcing them backward. Spider-Man used the distraction, leaping silently back out of the shattered window and climbing upward along the exterior wall.
He counted softly as he ascended.
"One… Two… Three…"
By the time he reached the forty-fifth floor, he pulled two small spherical devices from his belt. They were no longer green or orange. They were matte black, marked only with a subtle bat symbol.
He did not throw them inside.
He aimed outward.
Down below, researchers on the first floor were being blocked by armed units outside.
Spider-Man calculated timing precisely.
The bombs landed in three separate positions.
FLASH!
A burst of blinding white light exploded outward. High-frequency sound waves shrieked across the street. A concussive shockwave knocked soldiers to the ground without lethal force.
For a moment, the blockade collapsed.
Researchers poured out of the building like a breaking dam.
Phase One of the evacuation was complete.
Spider-Man exhaled slowly.
"Now we begin Plan B."
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Plan B: Anti-Hulk Protocol
Deep inside the upper laboratories, Professor Connors stood alone.
His breathing was uneven. Sweat covered his face.
The serum had destabilized.
His body trembled violently.
Outside, General Ross received rapid updates.
"Sir! Batman— no, Spider-Man — has breached the tenth floor!"
"Evacuation underway!"
Ross' face hardened.
"Release the contingency."
That single order triggered everything.
Inside the top laboratory, Connors collapsed to his knees.
His bones began to shift.
Muscle fibers expanded unnaturally.
Skin tore and reformed.
A roar unlike any human voice shook the walls.
This was no longer a scientist.
This was something else.
Across the city, another presence stirred.
The gamma energy spike was impossible to ignore.
Far away, a green giant turned his head.
The Hulk.
If Hulk arrived while Ross' soldiers were already in chaos, the situation would become uncontrollable.
That was why Plan B existed.
Spider-Man knew two monsters could not meet without destroying everything around them.
He reached the rooftop.
From here, he could see the evacuation below.
Civilians were escaping successfully.
But the real battle was about to begin.
The rooftop door exploded outward.
A massive reptilian creature burst through concrete and steel.
The Lizard.
Claws scraped across the surface. Yellow eyes locked onto Spider-Man.
"You… ruined… everything…"
Spider-Man stood still.
"No, Curt. I'm saving you."
The Lizard lunged.
The rooftop cracked under the impact.
Spider-Man dodged narrowly, flipping over the creature's tail. He fired webbing at the Lizard's legs, but raw strength tore through it instantly.
This was stronger than before.
The serum had evolved.
Below them, military vehicles repositioned. Ross had expected chaos — but not this level.
Helicopters circled above.
Searchlights focused on the rooftop.
The Lizard roared again, leaping forward.
Spider-Man planted his feet and absorbed the impact. The force pushed him backward across the rooftop surface, boots carving lines into concrete.
He could not win by strength alone.
He needed time.
And more importantly — he needed to prevent Hulk from entering this fight.
Because if Hulk saw a massive creature rampaging across the skyline, he would respond.
And if Hulk arrived, Ross would escalate to lethal force.
The entire city would become a battlefield.
Spider-Man fired reinforced webbing at the helicopter above.
The pilot panicked.
The helicopter spun away, losing focus.
Good.
Reduced attention meant fewer triggers.
The Lizard swung again.
Spider-Man slid under the blow and attached a small device to the creature's back.
A sonic disruptor.
He activated it.
High-frequency pulses erupted directly against the Lizard's nervous system.
The creature screamed, staggering.
For a brief moment, Connors' human voice emerged.
"Peter… stop…"
"I will. But you have to fight it."
Below, Ross shouted new commands.
"Prepare heavy artillery!"
Spider-Man's eyes widened.
No.
If artillery fired, Hulk would absolutely intervene.
He leaped toward the edge of the building and fired webbing down toward military vehicles, disabling turret rotation and jamming movement.
Soldiers scrambled in confusion.
Above, the Lizard recovered.
It charged again, smashing Spider-Man through a rooftop ventilation unit.
Metal crumpled.
Pain shot through his ribs.
But he stood.
Because this was bigger than one monster.
This was about preventing two unstoppable forces from colliding.
He activated the second device.
A refined antidote dispersal system.
The capsule burst into green vapor around the Lizard's face.
The creature thrashed violently.
The body trembled.
Scales began to retract.
The roar weakened.
On the ground far away, Hulk paused.
The gamma spike was stabilizing.
The threat was reducing.
Hulk slowly turned away.
On the rooftop, the Lizard collapsed.
Bones shrank. Claws withdrew. Green faded back into human skin.
Professor Connors lay unconscious.
Spider-Man stood over him, breathing heavily.
Helicopters hovered cautiously.
Ross stared upward in disbelief.
He had expected destruction.
Instead, he saw control.
The evacuation was complete.
The monster was neutralized.
And Hulk never entered the battlefield.
Spider-Man looked at the rising sun on the horizon.
Plan B was successful.
He lifted Connors carefully and prepared to disappear before Ross could surround him again.
Because this was not about glory.
It was about preventing war.
And tonight, the city survived without becoming a graveyard.
The Anti-Hulk Plan had worked.
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