Spider-Man remastered Live Finishing The main story

You got buddies.

Great. Come back with that flash drive, you dirty sky rats.

Try positive reinforcement. You know, pigeons are actually remarkably intelligent.

Remarkably intelligent, huh? Uh, hey pigeons, sorry about the dirty sky rats thing. Stephanie, a bird just stole a flash drive full of evidence. Maybe a pigeon. Is that normal?

It is nesting season, so I'm not surprised. You know, I think there's a nest in the trees just southeast of the castle.

Great, I'll check it out.

He's got buddies.

Great.

Come back with that flash drive, you dirty sky rat.

Try positive reinforcement. You know, pigeons are actually remarkably intelligent.

Remarkably intelligent, huh? Uh, hey pigeons, Sorry about the dirty Skyrats thing.

Maybe we can make a deal.

Whatever Fisk is paying you in birdseed, I'll double it.

It doesn't have the drive. This is it.

Got the drive. Back to the laptop to see what Fisk's men were up to. Looks like they were uploading a worm to the Central Park Wi-Fi system. This could give them backdoor access to a ton of personal data. Come to think of it, even I use this network. Wait, it's still uploading remotely. There must be multiple access points. Stephanie, you're my eyes in the sky. See anything else strange in the park?

I see a pair of horned owls and— oh, more guys at a nearby junction box.

Thanks.

Keep a lookout for anything else. I need to get to that junction box before the upload— they can't access the laptop, they can't upload.

Bos is high. You don't mess with Kingpin and live.

Okay, this is almost as exciting as that time I saw 3 chestnut-sided warblers. Hey, I just noticed 2 other junction boxes being hit. Sending you the location.

Thanks for the heads up. I better get moving.

More?

I never thought I'd say this, but why does Central Park need such strong Wi-Fi coverage? I thought people came here to get away. There they are. Need to keep them away from that box. Got eyes on Spider-Man.

ID9, we'll take you alive or dead. This guy, he's getting weaker. Come on!

Only one more to go.

Hello to whoever joined. Um, today we will be going live and finishing the main story. Just keep moving now.

Enjoy yourself.

Take cover! I'll get him for you. Kick his ass!

There, the people of Manhattan can rest easy knowing that their passwords and cat videos are safe.

Spider-Man, I think they might have— You don't actually have to input the price. Hello to everyone who joined. Just got to like scan the items and get a total, and it does the math for you.

Nearly there. Hide.

Split up and find the girl with the binoculars.

You're in timeout.

I heard anybody— anybody comes here has to be suicidal.

Better see what that will do.

Who's there?

That's all of them.

I should check on Stephanie.

Oh, thank you, Spider-Man. That was a little more exciting than my average night of birding.

Hey, thank you. Your eagle eyes stopped an incarcerated crime boss from harvesting half the city's personal data.

Not too shabby, huh? Plus, I found a nest of red-breasted nuthatches when you triple kicked that guy in the face. Real beauties too. You want to check them out?

Thanks, but, uh, I think I'll focus on jailbirds for now.

So, Spider-Man, how's it going on the ground? Hey, I'm not complaining.

This station analyzes thunderstorms and acts as a failsafe for the others. Now, they're all susceptible to lightning strikes, which would erase their data data banks. If they're in danger, they'll automatically transfer their data to Oscorp servers. Just make sure it works, okay, pal? There's a storm threatening now, and the automatic transfer isn't working. No time to write code now. I'll have to manually link the research station data hubs. Then I need to go to the top of the Oscorp building and align their receivers. First data hub's right over my head. Okay, my lenses should show the other hubs in red.

I don't know, bro. Watch me get electrocuted. Yeah, you for a Pasta and oil. God damn, the lightning is crazy.

Surprised about how more links in the chain, man. It's getting bad out here.

Got it.

Uh-oh, the receiver's energy is giving me a positive charge, which means I'm at a high risk for lightning strikes. My charge is increasing. I gotta move fast or I'll get zapped. One more down. It's not to celebrate. My costume's insulation can protect me a little, but I can't afford many hits.

Nature's so awesome, except when it tries to kill me. That one's set.

Scientifically, I know why this is happening, but it's hard not to feel like the universe is against me right now. It's like the whole city's one giant bug zapper.

Getting pretty good at this.

Time to admire the view. I slow down, I'll be extra crispy.

Okay.

Now I need to get to Oscorp Tower. Got to aim these away from their satellites and toward each other.

That did it!

And the spider spins a data web. All the research data is going to Oscorp servers. Harry's work is safe. And I can finally get out of this weather.

Hey Pete, in the mood for some good news?

Sure, I've already got plenty of the other kind.

I just posted a new article. Oscorp announced Harry's research stations are providing valuable data, so they're fully funding them.

You're kidding!

That's great! I just wish we could tell Harry.

He hasn't returned my calls, which is weird. I know how important this is to him.

His mom would be so proud. He really stepped up for her.

You helped a little yourself, Tiger. You're a good friend.

So are you, MJ. And wherever Harry is, he knows that. Can't wait to read the article.

Clear out, Spider-Man. We've got this.

Freedom Tunnel.

Before F.E.A.S.T.

started, this was a bingo. This looks like everything she stole. Financial data on the Maggia crime families. She trying to blackmail them? Fisk reported this stolen a few years back. Oh, look, cat's dancing with the little spider, also imprisoning him in a jar against his will.

Cute.

Very cute. Wow, first time I caught Felicia, she was trying to steal this. Looks like she finally went back to finish the job. What's this?

Spider, you raced here to redeem me, didn't you? You're adorable and cute too, which is why I made you something more flattering. If you've got it, flaunt it.

This couldn't all have just been a game, could it?

Spider-Man, the Black Cat just robbed the police department's evidence lockup.

What? How?

That place is like Fort Knox.

All those cats you found, when they were all together in the evidence room, they linked up boosted their signal and deactivated the alarms. No one even saw her.

Hello to everyone, hope you're having a good day.

Again? What'd she take?

Just her old costume and gear.

She let me find $50 million worth of loot just so she could get her stuff back, which means she's got something even bigger planned.

Wow, gotta give her credit, she played you good.

Are you smiling? You sound like you're smiling.

I gotta go.

Police look like they could use some help. Freaking terrorists. Thanks for the assist, my man. Someone radio dispatch.

There's probably more of them inside. Somebody was in a hurry.

Spider-Man.

You're hurt.

I'm okay, but you got to find Mr. Standish fast.

Those guys in the masks kidnapped him and forced him up to his place.

He lives in the penthouse, top floor.

Okay, sit tight.

So glad you're here.

I can't find my car. Sworn I parked on this level. Wait, you guys work here too?

This building is serious about parking enforcement.

Good fight. A for effort. Elevator won't work. They know I'm here. Maybe I can sneak up through the elevator shaft. Should be able to make it up to the penthouse from here.

Eat up.

Okay, almost there. Stay out of the light. Nice and easy.

Tall building. Seriously? There's Standish. Okay, now what?

Enter your password.

He sounds nervous. Maybe I should take him out. Someone needs a nap. Need to clear the room before I talk to Standish.

And you're done.

Okay, all clear. Hope Standish is all right.

Let's try this again.

It's safe now. What were they after? Just financial records about Devil's Breath. How do you know about that? Why do they want it? I don't even know what it is. Mr.

Osborn's been pouring money into it for years, but He keeps the whole project a secret. I'm the only one who has any record of it.

Not anymore. Looks like they copied some records to a secure server. Payroll information on a Dr. Isaac Delaney. Who is he?

I, I honestly don't know.

Down!

Come on, come Come on, wait! The elevator! Almost got him.

Try to fall slower. You okay? Yeah, I think so. Good, good. You know, as elevator shafts go, this is pretty nice.

Hey Yuri, you okay?

Yeah, but I didn't get much out of Standish before these Sable guys stepped in and told me to back off. What's the deal?

I get the sense all they care about is keeping him quiet because he knows about Devil's Breath, right? Whatever the hell that is.

I'm working on that. I think I just got a lead.

A lead? You sound like a cop.

Don't you Spider Cop. Uh, Yuri?

That's fair.

Peter, what happened with Standish?

He's safe.

Okay, good. And the demons?

They were looking for a name. You got a pen?

Yeah, go.

Dr. Isaac Delaney.

Okay, who is he? What's his deal?

I was hoping you could tell me.

I'm on it.

Just give me a few— oh, and before I forget, you left that tracker from Tombstones at my place. I'll drop it at Dr. Octavius's lab, let you know what I find on Delaney.

Why do you need the suit, man? What are you going to do with the suit?

Message from Doc. Sorry to call so late. My mind's Bursting with ideas.

We've been thinking too small, Peter.

Why replace missing limbs with facsimiles when we can improve upon them?

People who've lost an arm understandably want it back, but we can give them something better.

The human body doesn't need to be our default. We can go so far beyond it.

Just some thoughts to conjure with. Doc's really giving it both barrels. Hope he doesn't burn himself out.

Hey, do you have time to check something out for me?

No, but if you ask nicely.

Just got a call about a suspicious looking box on a rooftop in Hell's Kitchen. I could call in the bomb squad, but if it's just some kid's science project—

Yeah, I know, budget crisis, yada yada yada.

So will you please check it out?

There's the magic word. I hope it's some kid's science project. Man, I miss those days. School projects were so much easier than real life projects.

Looks military-grade.

Weird.

Spider-Man, so you found one of my recon points.

Who is this?

Wrong question. The correct one is, can you stop the bombs I've planted?

Mystery man's got recon points spread all over the city. This computer's tracking bombs around the district, and they're about to go off. I gotta move. I don't have much time.

More.

Better hurry.

So close to perfection. Nice work with the bombs, but you lean into your throat too much. Hurts the accuracy.

Is this some kind of sick game to you?

Games are for kids, and I'm a professional, and I get paid like it.

Guess your client wasted their money.

Sometimes information's worth more than money, and I've learned plenty watching you.

MJ, what did you find out about Isaac Delaney?

Check out the picture I just sent.

Which one is Delaney?

I don't know. I guess you'll have to go to the party to find out.

Good thing I already have a costume. Wave to my grandma.

Halloween party.

Guess I don't have to change.

Delaney's dressed as one of my greatest foes. Let's find out which one.

Everyone's in costume. There's a guy who fits in. Where it came through. There's no Broadway in— Hey, look at us, Spider Bros!

Excuse me, are you Dr. Delaney?

Oh, Spider-Man, my nemesis! You won't catch me this time!

Oh no, smoke! Whatever will I do?

This is the end for you, Spider-Man. Which one? Now I have you.

Hey, what's wrong with you? I worked on that helmet for a week.

I need to find Dr. Delaney.

He's out in the party somewhere. Who are you?

I'm your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Smartass.

Okay, eat, eat, my little children!

That guy throwing down candy could be Dr. Delaney. Gotta find a way up there. I'm looking for Isaac Delaney. I think he's on the dance floor.

There he is, the lizard in the lab coat. Hey, look, it's Spider Boy. Is he some one of your nemesises? We got a fight.

Maybe later.

Oh, what's the matter, Spider Wimp? You afraid of my mighty horns? Hey, who? What?

What are you?

Come on. Hey, kick his ass, Spider-Man.

What the hell?

Oh snap! What do you want? Take it easy. Just tell me what you want.

This is a joke, right? Those aren't real guns.

Back now!

Let him go!

Keep your head down. Oh my God, don't kill her!

Everybody okay?

Yeah, good.

Uh, happy Halloween. How about some mood lighting?

You know, color is back in men's fashion.

Friendly advice, not judging. And where'd they take the lady? Must be another way around.

There's Dr. Delaney. Where are you taking me? Who are you? You recently began working with someone in an Oscorp lab. How do you know that?

We don't have much time, Isaac. Tell me his name. Show's over, Lee. Apparently the show's not over.

His name Dr. Morgan Michaels.

Thank you.

No!

Whoever wants to get knocked in the air first, raise your hand. That's all of them. Gotta find Lee.

Stop them from hurting each other. What did Lee do to these people? That guy again. Apologies. Believe me, this is for your own good.

You'll be okay later. Yuri, I need your help.

I've got reports of shots fired at ESU.

Yeah, that's me. I'll explain later, but right now you need to find a Dr. Morgan Michaels. Martin Lee's coming after him.

Copy that. Spider-Man, who is this Dr. Michaels?

I think he's the head scientist on this Devil's Breath project. Did you find him?

Yes and no.

Yuri, sorry about that. Any luck finding the Devil's Breath lead? Dr. Michaels?

Yes and no. Sable says they have him under protection at a safe house somewhere in the city, but they won't tell me where.

I thought you guys were working together.

So did I.

Okay, I have an idea on how to find him.

I'll let you know if it works.

Looks like the bomb guy's MO, only this time he's using a drone to seed spy cams around the city. I better round him up and take down that drone.

There, I see it. Got to follow that drone. Hands down. Got it. That's one high-end spy cam.

Now I can catch the drone.

Good, but I can do better. Not bad. You got skills. I got skills too.

And I thought robocalls were obnoxious. Well, I shut down his spy cams.

Hey, hey, did you find Dr. Delaney at the party?

Yeah, but so did Lee.

Oh no, what happened?

Lee corrupted him and made him kill himself.

That's horrible. We have to stop this guy.

We will. Before Delaney died, he gave Lee a name. Morgan Michaels.

Morgan Michaels.

Hey MJ, I'm back. The one bit of info I got from ESU is a name. Dr. Morgan Michaels.

Morgan Michaels. Who is he?

Not sure, but I bet he works on the Devil's Breath project. Have you learned anything from that Devil's Breath file?

Yeah, get this. A few years ago, Osborn came to Fisk and asked him to build a lab, but to keep it hidden from regulators.

Okay, that's how I can get into Norman's office. Can't get in there without shutting down some security systems, but if they see me, they'll put the whole place on lockdown. I should be able to hack into the security network modules from the outside. There are the network cables. Just need to follow them to the security module. Looks like there's 4 of these around the building. That should make things easier.

What the hell? Security teams, call in. Sable Team Alpha standing by. Looks like an electrical problem. Copy that. Keep an eye on the exterior while we try to track down the issue.

Just when I thought it would be easy.

All Sable teams, looks like we have some sort of software problem. We're calling in a specialist. Copy that. Continuing exterior sweep.

There's the second module.

What? All agents, someone's taking control of one of our subsystems.

Initiating Delta Protocol. Man, everybody's got drones these days.

Sable teams, I need a status report. Exterior sweep negative. We are all clear. Still look like a software issue? We don't know. We're evaluating. Please maintain current alert level.

Okay, just two more modules.

Attention all Sable teams, there's a small possibility we have a trespasser on site. We're analyzing data now. Stay vigilant. Copy that, Control.

There it is.

Damn it, another subsystem is going offline. I need a team to scan the 85th floor exterior. Copy, Control. Bird inbound.

Gotta move. Hi, MJ. A little busy right now.

I'll be quick. Listen, I got a lead on Charles Standish's location. I think if I can get to him, I can make him talk. He knew about Dr. Delaney. He probably knows about Morgan Michaels as well.

Okay, just don't do anything crazy. Speaking of crazy, gotta find that last module. There's the last one.

Nice.

Now I can get into Norman's office and hopefully find out more about Morgan Michaels and Devil's Breath.

Exterior sweep negative. Should we go on lockdown? Not yet. Mr. Osborn is in the middle of an important call, but keep tracking. There must be someone out there. Hold on, switching to a secure line. I'm way ahead of you, Wilson. I had my people go through all your files. If you try to expose our business arrangement, it'll be your word against mine, and I'm not the one behind bars right now. Wait.

Is Norman talking to Wilson Fisk? Neo statue?

What are you talking about?

The Neo statue from the auction house. They must be talking about that file MJ found.

Jackpot!

GR27. Dr. Morgan Michaels is the chief scientist. But the location of the lab is redacted. AI-controlled CRISPR. If that actually works, it could cure any genetic disease. Cystic fibrosis, Huntington's.

This is crazy. Creepy.

Whoa, GR-27 is Devil's Breath. It's designed to cure diseases, but in its current form, it's like a bioweapon. Dr. Michaels keeps the only sample with him at all times. That's why Lee wants him. We find Michaels, we find Devil's Breath.

Hey Pete, what's up?

MJ, get this. Devil's Breath wasn't designed to be a weapon. It's a treatment for genetic disorders, but its current form is wildly imperfect. In trying to fix the body, it rips it apart. We need to locate Dr. Michaels. I don't trust Sable to contain something this deadly.

I may have a lead on that. Charles Standish is being held at Sable Central Park compound. If anyone knows Michael's location, it'll be Oscorp CFO. I'm trying to reach him now.

Reach him? That place is crawling with guards. How are you trying to reach him?

Very, very quietly. Gotta go, partner.

Sneaking into a Sable compound, that could go bad fast. I should head to Central Park.

You know what I like about you, kid? You're always getting better.

Thanks, creepy stalker guy.

You can call me Taskmaster.

Because you keep leaving me tasks? That's kind of on the nose.

There's a group of mercenaries committed committing crimes across the city.

These mercenaries wouldn't happen to be your mercenaries, would they?

No. All I know is they're getting paid well for their work. Unless you stop them, that is.

What's in it for you?

I get to watch and learn.

Where are you, MJ?

Crap.

Reach him? That place is crawling with guards. How are you trying to reach him?

Very, very quietly. Gotta go, partner. Standish is somewhere in there. Gotta get past that guard. Time to see if these lures Pete gave me work. That gap in the fence looks promising. Just need to distract the guard.

Out of the way. What was that? Gonna check on our house guest. Stay here. Copy.

House guest must be Standish. He's here somewhere.

Wait, what the— what the— What's that? Guess we're moving.

Got it. Time to move. Demons are killing anyone related to Devil's Breath. Standish is in real danger. Standish. I knew it. I've got to get to that tent.

Standish is secure, ma'am.

Lock out comms as well. I do not want leaks to press about Michaels or Devil's Breath.

On it.

She's nervous.

Oh crap, generator tripped.

I won't distract him for long.

How's it looking? Convoy going to be ready? 5 by 5. Get that truck moving. Should have been uptown half an hour ago. Copy, we're rolling. Go, go, go! Control status. Nothing to report. Made it. Bravo and Charlie are both on deck for Dr. Michaels' relocation, ma'am.

Add 2 more units. He carries the only sample of Devil's Breath. I will not be responsible for pandemic.

Hearing things. Looks important.

Safe houses. If Dr. Michaels is in one of these, Standish might know which one. There's Standish's tent.

Can't believe Michaels just carries Devil's Breath around with him again. What's up with these lights? Continuing Sweep. Control, I heard something. Running a sweep. Continuing.

Almost there.

Hearing things.

There's Standish's tent.

Can't believe Michaels just carries Devil's Breath around with him. Osborn doesn't trust anyone else to secure it. Again. Control status. The hell was that? Control, I heard something. Running a sweep. Clear, nothing to report, Control.

Almost there.

The hell? Nothing. Sector's clear. Control, I heard control running a sweep. Hey, who's there?

Wait, there's Standish's tent.

Can't believe Michael just carried Devils run their own with him. Trust anyone else to secure it? Hope his ego doesn't bite him in the ass, or us. Continuing sweep.

Almost there.

Continuing sector sweep.

Charles Standish?

Holy crap!

Charles, where is Dr. Morgan Michaels?

Police sent you, didn't he? No.

Look, if he wants to kill me, you tell him to do it. Do it himself.

I'm not with the Demons. I'm not with Sable. I'm a reporter, and I want to see Lee stopped, just like you.

What's— I've read your byline. Sable won't listen to me. She has Michaels in the Bowery. They're moving him to a new safe house tomorrow at noon, but she's totally ignoring Grand Central.

Grand Central?

The demons were talking about it when they held me. They're going there to get—

to get what, Charles? What do the demons need to get at Grand Central?

What the— Charles!

Oh, that was not a Sable guy. Definitely not a stable guy. Sorry, Charlie. Okay, time to go.

No, he knows something.

That was maybe the most awkward spot going in my life.

Hey, okay, another thing.

Sorry, Charlie. You knock a man out, destroy my background research, and the best you've got is sorry, Charlie? Is everything a joke to you?

What? MJ, no, I screwed up. It was a tension breaker.

Tension breaker, right? You know this is That's exactly why we broke up.

I thought we broke up so you could focus on your career.

We broke up because you wouldn't stop treating me like a baby. Don't do this, MJ. Don't do that, MJ. Oh, that's too dangerous, MJ. I may not have super spider powers, but I'm not made out of glass.

You snuck into the middle of an armed military. You know what, can we not do this right now, please? Did you learn anything about Dr. Michaels?

Fine. Michaels is in the Bowery somewhere. Sable's moving him tomorrow at noon.

Awesome. Anything else? Was he saying something about Grand Central before I jumped in?

He was— No, it was nothing. Listen, I gotta go, Peter. Filing deadline.

Peter. That's how you know she's still mad. Peter. Nice work, Mr. Superhero. Man, I'm worked up. Gotta blow off some steam on patrol.

It's all good, Spidey.

Don't worry about it.

Follow that drone.

That's one high-end spy cam.

Not going to lie, feeling pretty good about myself right now.

Got to hurry and defuse those bombs.

Okay, took care of that one.

Got to find the last bomb. 10 seconds.

Could have done better. Peter, I'm about to begin another test.

Oh, sorry, my bus broke down and, uh, there were no cabs, but I'll be there as soon as I can.

Spider-Man!

Spider-Man, I could really use your help. My roommate's been missing since the Halloween party. Okay, got a name, last known location? His name's Carlos. I ran a facial recognition search across social media. Here, let me text you what I found. Smart. What's your name? Philip Chang. Okay, Philip, I'll find Carlos. If you get info on anyone else who's missing, let me know. Okay, looks like I need to find the location in this picture. I see the Statue of Liberty, so it's got to be way south of here, not close to the university, probably the financial district.

I know what kind of inbounds play is it. Okay, looks like I need to find the location in this picture.

Philip, I'm headed to where the picture was taken. How recent is it? Timestamp half an hour ago. Nice heuristics. You did that facial tracker on your own?

Yeah, it's my thesis project. I'm hoping it'll help me land a job.

If this works, you can count on me for a reference. If the statue's in the shot, this has to be somewhere near the bottom of the island. Looks like a rooftop lounge. This would be way south of ESU, probably the financial district. That looks like the spot over there. These students are acting like the ones at the Halloween party. Lee must have corrupted them.

That's all he has to throw. Set me free! Set you free too! Get him!

I better end this fast.

Let go! I hate you all!

That's the last of them. What happened? Everything was fine, and then so much anger. I couldn't think straight. It's over now, though I'd stay off the internet for a while. Hey, sorry I'm late. Morning, Parker. Or is it evening?

That doesn't matter.

Check the neurosensors, would you? We need a faster response time. On it.

Try to get it under 3 milliseconds.