Harry Osborn: Rebirth

  "Harry. Harry, wake up. Wake up, Harry! Harry, Wake UP!!"

Girl's voice buzzed through my head. Weird. It wasn't Greenies voice. It was soft, girly voice. Also it was coming outside my head. But if she could comunicate straight to my head, than she had gotten an access to it. And if she did get access to my head, then its possible that she can control me. And thats what she possibly tried to do, because the moment I tried to do anything, a sudden pain struck through my body.

  "Hey! What a heck are you doing in my head!?" I didn’t mean to be rude.

  "You are awake. Good. Try not to move, I'm trying to get into your head in order to get your coordinates."

  Ignoring my question, girl continued to do something in my head and I could feel a light pain in different parts of my brain.

  "If your talking to me through mental connection, doesn't that mean that you already found me?" I was going to try and brake that mental connection, however, I had to understand what was going on. I also had to gain time.

  "I can sense the magic around me and it took me quite a while to find you. What about what is going on, I'll tell you later. For now all I can say is that the more we chat, in the bigger danger we are." She made a pause, either concentrating or thinking. "And so is Peter."

The mentioning of Peter struck me like a lightning, giving me a very weird feel.

  "Peter? What a heck has this guy has to do with all of this? And hasn't he been killed?" I tried to force memories out of my head, however this action made it to hurt even more. But Peter....

  Every time I was saying this name, more and more memories of us came back to me. Me helping him from bullies. Him helping him with homework. Me founding out that Peter was Spider-Man. Him saving my son from.... me?

  "Who are you?  What do you want?" I was losing myself. I started sweating. I was shaking violently.

  “My name is Sunset Shimmer. I am a friend and I’m trying to help you.”

  Sunset Shimmer? What kind of the name was that?

  “What is going on with me?” Never mind about the names, I didn’t like the way I felt. And I felt like I’m about to vomit.

  “Harry. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but it’s purely mental. I will help you. First, open your eyes and tell me where you are.” Sunset was worried. I could sense it. And part of her worries passed onto me.

  Just now I realized that I had my eyes all this time closed. I opened them and looked around. I found myself in the middle of square room. And it didn’t seem to have doors.