Advanced Spider-Man

Prologue

A/N: This is a revival of the Advanced Spider-Man Fanfiction that I wrote last year, at about this time. So, this is a revival of the original story. I'm making it a bit different, the prologue is going to be longer and it the original story will be slowed down a bit. It's pretty much the same story, just tinkered with. So, enjoy this longer prologue!

Oscorp Industries, Conference Room

July 9th, 2004

Richard Parker was the intelligent type at Oscorp Industries. He usually loved his job as a scientist, but he hated his boss with a passion. "As of today," Norman Osborn's voice boomed across the table. "is the top provider of medicines, military firearms and robotics." Norman Osborn. The scumbag head of Oscorp Industries. He absolutely hated Osborn's patriarchal attitude when it came to being in charge. "You said that the last fifty or so meetings, Mr. Osborn." Richard sighed, scratching his head. "Yes, yes. I suppose I have." Osborn said. "See it as an opening remark. Now, about our projects. Doctor Connors?" He looked at Connors as he spoke. Doctor Curtis Connors. Richard had been friends with Curtis for a number of years, most likely since college. Connors specialized in cell regeneration and that was just about it.

"I and your scientists are working hard on cell regeneration." Connors said. "Right now, we are able to make early models of replacement prosthetics. Hopefully in a few years of more study reptiles and the human anatomy, we will be able to see a human being able to regenerate his or her limbs." Osborn pointed at him, with a very rare smile on his face. "Just what I like to hear, Doctor Connors." he said. "What about you Octavius?" Doctor Otto Octavius. Probably one of the more intelligent types, apart from Richard Parker. He was the only person that actually seemed to like his boss. Osborn and Octavius on some occasions would go out for a few drinks at a local bar. "The experiments with the power armor are going ok. Somehow, the Mark V is weaker than the Mark IV." Octovius replied. Osborn nodded, a pleased look on his face was not present. "I want this fixed. What happened?" Osborn asked.

"The Mark V collapses at around 650 lbs." Octavius said. "However, the Mark IV collapses at one ton." Osborn got up and started to pace back and forth in front of his chair at the head of the conference table. "I want this fixed. ASAP." he said, rubbing his forehead in a fit of frusteration. "Of coarse, sir." Octavius replied. "Doctor Andrews?" Osborn asked. "I gave you a month to come up with a new project. What have you got for me?" Doctor Jonathon Andrews. The oddball of the Oscorp crew. He just started here about two years ago. "I have been thinking about what it'd be like to make a super soldier serum and have it go with a clone army, I really think-" Osborn interrupted him. "Enough, I'm not interested." Osborn said. "But sir, I really think if-" Osborn cut him off, by slamming his fist into the table top. "I said no!" he shouted. "Do you understand what no means?! Get the hell out of my conference room!" Andrews freaked out and left the room in a big hurry.

"I don't even know what got me to make him one of the top scientists." Osborn said, angrily. "Now, as for my final two scientists?" Richard got up from the table along with his partner and lover, Mary Parker. Mary Parker. She was everything to him. Without her, he would never have been able to accomplish any of the scientific things he had. There were no other fish in the sea. There was only Mary Parker. "We have advanced the Anti-Venom Project. It's nearing the final stage and is almost ready for testing." Richard said. Osborn nodded. "Good." he said. "Our client has agreed to give us as much time as they need, as long as their son could be potentially cured." Mary cut into the conversation. "We don't want their child to die from this mysterious disease." she said. "Yes, yes. That would be bad." Osborn said. "Anything else I should know?" Richard cleared his throat. "We've been working on cloning as well. Trying to create the perfect human being." What he was saying was a lie, but it was true. They were working on cloning.

"Well, I'll give you this." Osborn said. "I respect you both, you are my top employees. But I need you to drop that project. We have more important things to do." Richard nodded. "Yes, sir." Richard replied. Norman sat back down in his chair and waved them away. "This meeting is over." Osborn said. "All of you back to work. Doctor Parker and uh, Doctor Parker shut down the cloning technology." Mary nodded. "Of coarse, sir." Richard walked out of the conference room with his wife, on their way back to their station. "We should start shutting down the cloning equipment immediatly." she said. After they were out of the range of the conference room he responded. "No, I don't think so." Richard replied. "What?" Mary asked. "Didn't you hear what Norman told us to do?" Richard nodded. "I did hear him." Richard said. "But I'm not going to do it." Mary looked at him with a look of stupidity. "Why?" she asked. "Do you want to get fired?" He shook his head. "Mary, you know I hate Osborn." he said. "Besides, we have come so far with this project! We should continue the project!"

"Ok, yes. We have made it far into the project." Mary said. "But we would be ignoring a direct order! We could be caught!" Richard just chuckled. "I am not dropping the project. And that's final." Mary rubbed her temples in frusteration. "Fine." she replied. "But if you get caught, I'm telling Osborn that this was your idea." she said. "I don't even know how you could think that we'd be able to do this." Richard laughed a little. "It's really simple. You and I will work on seperate projects. I need you to work on the Venom Project while I work on the cloning project." Mary let out a huff of anger. "Whatever." she said, as they continued their walk.

Oscorp Industries, Special Projects Lab

February 14th, 2005

Richard had been up since nearly four o'clock in the morning. He had seen this before. He was waiting for Mary to arrive and tell him how specimen 003 was doing. He took a sip of his coffee and he heard the sliding lab door open behind him. "Richard, hon?" Mary asked. He placed the coffee mug on his desk and wiped any residue off his mouth. "Skip it." Richard said. "Just tell me how 003 is doing." Mary cleared her throat. "Specimen 003 is dead. He died-" Mary was trying to tell Richard something important, but he interrupted her in a fit of rage. He grabbed his monitor along with the computer as she was talking and threw them to the ground, destroying them. "God damnit!" Richard shouted. "Richard, hon, calm-" Mary started to say something, but once again, was interrupted. "I have no intention of calming down!" he said, turning to face his wife. "These clones all tend to die after a few months and I deserve to know why!"

"There must be a problem in the DNA we provided. Like you said, we have to keep trying!" Mary said. Richard looked at his wife. "I will try this one more time and if it doesn't succed, I'm going to give up!" Mary shook her head. "Richard, you forced me to allow you to do this. I'm not going to let you give up." Mary replied. Richard laid his head down on his desk. "Yeah, whatever." Richard sighed. He felt his wife rub his back affectionately. "It's ok, hon." Mary replied. "I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually." Richard heard Mary walk towards the door. "I'll leave you now." Mary said. "I'm going to get back to work on what you should be working on." Richard was left alone, to contemplate if he wanted to make one final attempt in cloning.

A/N: So, I hope that you enjoyed the prologue. In the next chapter, it will be sent in the present and from the main characters point of view. It shouldn't be hard guessing who the main character is. The experiments that the scientists mentioned, you should have recognized a few of them. So, until the next chapter!