[ backstory - Uncle Phil ]
"What if he shows up?"
"May, he doesn't know. Trust me! We're just going to pick up some old stuff he probably doesn't even remember having."
"I still think we should call the others."
"For what? To help with the heavy lifting?"
"Uncle Phil..."
"Besides, he's no match for Spider-Girl and the Green Goblin!"
Those were Phil Urich's last words.
She should have called him back. Should have screamed all those thoughts running through her head as she swung to the warehouse. You're too old, you too proud, the only reason you're still alive is because you're so lucky, what about your family, what about me, you suck at the hero thing, don't you remember he almost killed you? But she kept quiet. She never told Phil -- never told any of them -- what the Hobgoblin said before their last fight. When they had their first "chat", his voice had chilled her. How could someone sound so cold after doing what he'd done? After leaving her friends hung up on a fence, beaten within an inch of their lives? The thought that somehow she'd brought warmth to that voice made her sick.
"You've done well, child. Your father would be proud. I look forward to killing you."
She should have known.
Hobby would've wanted it one-on-one. He couldn't care less about a "wannabe" like Uncle Phil.
She should have known. Or at least called for backup.
No, she told herself, you're just being paranoid. Forget that fear, it makes it harder to play hero. Besides, he's no match for Spider-Girl and the Green Goblin.
"May, he doesn't know. Trust me! We're just going to pick up some old stuff he probably doesn't even remember having."
"I still think we should call the others."
"For what? To help with the heavy lifting?"
"Uncle Phil..."
"Besides, he's no match for Spider-Girl and the Green Goblin!"
Those were Phil Urich's last words.
She should have called him back. Should have screamed all those thoughts running through her head as she swung to the warehouse. You're too old, you too proud, the only reason you're still alive is because you're so lucky, what about your family, what about me, you suck at the hero thing, don't you remember he almost killed you? But she kept quiet. She never told Phil -- never told any of them -- what the Hobgoblin said before their last fight. When they had their first "chat", his voice had chilled her. How could someone sound so cold after doing what he'd done? After leaving her friends hung up on a fence, beaten within an inch of their lives? The thought that somehow she'd brought warmth to that voice made her sick.
"You've done well, child. Your father would be proud. I look forward to killing you."
She should have known.
Hobby would've wanted it one-on-one. He couldn't care less about a "wannabe" like Uncle Phil.
She should have known. Or at least called for backup.
No, she told herself, you're just being paranoid. Forget that fear, it makes it harder to play hero. Besides, he's no match for Spider-Girl and the Green Goblin.