"D-Dad?" Max asked, his young voice weak and frightened. The old man turned around, expecting to see his son only to be terrified at the sight of a glowing blue electric monster standing in front of him.

"What the fuck!?" he demanded, leaping back and holding his hands out in front of him "What the fuck are you?!"

"Dad its me, Max!" Max yelled, holding out a hand that shook with fear "Please calm down" The old man looked at Max for a long second, his eyes scanning every part of the blue creature's body before his jaw slowly dropped.

"Max... Max my boy... what the fuck happened to you?" he asked in terror "You're a freak"

"Don't say that Dad, I did this to help you, to help us get out of trouble" Max said in his defence, his voice shaking and breaking throughout the sentence.

"Help us?" his father demanded "How the fuck is this supposed to help us?!" Max shied away from his father's screams of rage, closing his eyes and trying to blot out the furious ranting from his father.

"You're a glowing fucking energy pylon you stupid fuck!" he bellowed "You're never gonna be able to live a normal life because of what you've done to yourself... why did you do this anyway!?"

"The Big Man said if I kill Spider-Man he'd get rid of your debts" Max whimpered "I'm only trying to help!"

"Help? Help!?" he screamed "I told you and your stupid fucking head that I had this covered, that we'd solve this another way, why didn't you listen to me?!"

"Because I knew you wouldn't be able to!" Max yelled. There was a second of silence as Max and his father looked at each other, tension and anger at an all time high before Max's father spoke.

"You listen here you little shit-" he began before Max interrupted him.

"No, you fucking listen, I am sick and tired of you pissing away all the money we have Dad, I love you to pieces and I always will, but you just can't help yourself, you're addicted to gambling and its ruining both of our lives, I can kill Spider-Man and the Big Man will forget about the money you owe him!" Max panted for a brief second, exhausted from his yelling, before continuing.

"Then we can get you more help, just like Mom always-"

"Don't you dare mention that cheating slut in my house again!" he screamed, charging at his son with open hands. As he got close Max could smell the liquor on his breath and he knew that his father was in another one of his drunk rages. He did as he always did in this scenario; he would grab hold of his Dad's arms and pull them together.

Only this time something else happened.

His father screamed in agony as the thousands of volts of electricity surged from Max's body into his father's, the energy frying his nerves and rupturing arteries. Max let go as soon as he realized what was happening but it was already too late. His father was too badly injured, too many things ruptured, fried or bleeding for him to even attempt to save him.

"Dad!?" he screamed as his father convulsed at his feet, the smell of boiling blood and burnt flesh assaulting Max's nose. The smoke in the room caused the fire alarm to go off which triggered the sprinkler system, large amounts of water cascading onto Max and soaking the floor. As a puddle formed around Max's father the electricity discharged from Max and into the water, continuing to electrocute the rapidly dying man. Max clapped his hands to his ears to block of the screams of his father, the sound of the statically charged water and the blaring fire alarms.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" he screamed, throwing out a hand at the sprinkler only to have a bolt of electricity blast from his palm and hit the sprinkler, causing it to explode and send more water pouring onto the floor. At this point the door to the room was kicked open and a group of nurses in blue ran in, staring at Max with fear before their eyes fell onto the dead body of the still-convulsing father.

"What the fuck!?" one of them screamed "Somebody call the police!"

"No... don't do that!" Max begged, holding out his hand again only for another bolt to fire, electrocuting the nurse, her screams adding to the unbearably loud noise in the room.

"No, fuck!" Max yelled, clapping his hands under his armpits and sprinting towards the window, throwing himself through the glass with a loud shattering sound and plummeting down into the city streets below as the agonizing noise finally left, only to have him be greeted by the pain of impact and then the peace of unconsciousness. Next Chapter: An Attempt at Reconciliation Estimated time remaining: 10 Hours, 26 Minutes