"Gwen, what did you get for number five?" Gwendolyn Stacy looked over at her lab partner, Peter Parker, and grinned slightly.

"You mean you didn't figure it out, oh smart-one?" She teased. He shot her a dry look. Gwen chuckled and showed him what she got and they continued working on their papers.

They were the first ones done, as usual, and Gwen leaned back in her seat with a sigh. As soon as she left school, she had to head to her internship at Oscorp where she was the head intern. She loved her job, and not many people that worked there could say that. Gwen's boss, Doctor Curtis Connors, was one of the nicest people she'd ever met and didn't look down on her for being a teenager. He questioned her on things that he would question his staff about. He never treated her differently, and for that, she was grateful.

As this was her last period class, when the bell rang she went to her locker to grab the books she needed for homework and headed off to Oscorp.

"Hi, Doctor Connors," Gwen greeted, shrugging her white lab coat over her black sweater and purple knee length skirt.

"Good afternoon, Miss Stacy," Connors greeted back, typing something out with his left hand. Connors had been working on algorithm to re-grow his right arm for as long as Gwen had interned at Oscorp.

Gwen and the rest of the interns started the work they were doing the previous day, and the time flew by. As she was walking out of the lab, she collided with a man holding a stack of manila folders. "I'm so sorry," she apologized, kneeling down to help him pick things up. She noticed that one of the folders had two large O's with a line going through them both on it. Her brows furrowed in confusion, trying to recall any projects that Oscorp was working on that would have that symbol.

The man snatched the folders out of her hands, startling Gwen out of her thoughts. She stood up at the same time, and pointed at it. "What is that?"

"Classified," he snapped, sidestepping her and walking down a hallway. Curious, Gwen decided to follow silently. He went around a corner and she poked her head around to see him at a door with the same double symbol next to it on the left.

He looked around, making Gwen duck around the corner, before peeking back to see him draw in a code on a touch screen. The door opened and two more men stepped out before the man walked through the door, the two others walking down the hallway in the other direction.

Gwen made her way to the door, looked around for anyone, and entered in the pattern that she saw the man use. The door opened and Gwen slipped inside. There wasn't much in the white room that she found herself in, but noticed an odd blue glow coming from a glass door to her left.

The door slid open and Gwen stepped in, seeing a bunch of odd-looking spiders on webbing. She stared, awed, at the spiders, and the machines the webbing seemed to be connected to. As she stepped closer to the machine, spiders started falling her.

Gwen's first instinct was to scream, but she bit her bottom lip, and shook off the spiders that landed on her. Brushing a couple off her lab coat, Gwen exited the room, making her way back towards the lab. She snuck back in, trying to look like she wasn't doing anything bad, when a sharp pain hit her neck. She let out a soft grunt, slapping her palm against the area. Hope it wasn't one of those spiders, she thought before getting back to work.

Thirty minutes went by, and Gwen started feeling sick. It started out as a slight dizzy spell, which she thought nothing of, but it turned into nausea and sweats. She told Doctor Connors that she wasn't feeling very well, and the man let her go home.

During the walk, Gwen's vision tilted and she had to lean against a brick wall. When she tried to pull her hand away, it was stuck. Blue eyes widening in alarm, Gwen kept tugging on her arm, hoping to free her hand from the wall.

A yelp escaped her as she flew backwards into a woman. The same hand got stuck on her cloth-covered shoulder. Gwen's panic grew as her hand got stuck to the woman as well. "What the hell?" The woman screeched, attempting to pull away, but Gwen's hand stayed connected.

"I'm so sorry," Gwen apologized. Giving one final, desperate tug, the shoulder area of the woman's shirt tore free still attached to Gwen's hand.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" The woman cursed, trying to cover herself up with the scraps of her shirt before hurrying down the sidewalk. Gwen stared after her with wide eyes. Did that really happen? The shirt fell away from her hand as if nothing had happened.

When Gwen finally made it home, she got a whiff of whatever her mother made for dinner and her stomach growled. She was so hungry. Dropping her school bag on the ground by the door and kicking off her shoes, the blonde made her way into the kitchen where her mother was putting the food up. "I'll take that," Gwen intercepted, grabbing the Tupperware container before her mother could put it in the fridge. Taking the lid off, Gwen grabbed a fork and dug in to the spaghetti filling the container.

Looking in the fridge, she also grabbed some left over pasta, and a bag of chips, piling it all in her arms. Her mother stood there with her arms crossed. "Are you drunk?" The woman demanded. Gwen shook her head.

"No, just really hungry."

"Are you high? I hear kids get hungry when they're high." Gwen let out a startled laugh.

"No, mom, I'm not high, either. Just really hungry." Kissing her mother's cheek, Gwen made her way towards her room, setting the food on her bed. As she was changing out of her clothes from school and work, she noticed something hanging off the collar of the shirt.

It was one of the spiders from the lab. "Shit," she muttered. "One bit me."