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Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends!

Iceman and Firestar.

Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends!

Seven little superheroes will vanish one by one.

Seven little superheroes, soon there will be none.

None left but one supervillain, me, the Chameleon.

You shall come first, Sub-Mariner, proud prince of Atlantis.

All your super powers come from the water,

but in the water you shall meet your doom.

And I will take your place.

I, the Chameleon, master of disguise,

will impersonate each of you in turn,

creating confusion, sowing suspicion, destroying you one by one.

Shanna, the jungle queen,

you think your gymnastic ability and jungle instincts

will allow you to escape?

Wrong, my dear.

Dead wrong.

Neither shall you escape, Doctor Strange,

with all your mysterious supernatural powers,

nor you, Captain America, hero of the red, white and blue,

for you both have thwarted my plans too many times,

and so you both must perish.

But as for the Spider-Friends,

my special enemies,

theirs will be a special end.

Nothing like an evening web-swing to clear the head.

And what a view!

What have we here?

"Spider-Man, New York City."

Whoever put this here must know my habits awfully well.

Looks like an invitation. Yeah.

"You are cordially invited..."

"..to Wolfe Island Mansion..."

"..for a most unusual get-together."

I wonder what...

Iceman, look out!

If you weren't a friend...

The Spider-Friends.

My first task will be to destroy your friendship.

Get you to distrust, even dislike, each other.

Then I'll destroy your lives.

Aunt May, Bobby, Angelica and I are taking off for a weekend house party.

Isn't that nice, Ms Lion?

You're going for a weekend in the country.

- No, she can't come. - I can't take care of her, Peter.

I'm spending the weekend at Mrs Newton's.

The lady with all the C-A-T-S?

Looks like our host on Wolfe Island is getting an unexpected guest.

- Wolfe Mansion. - Great place for a party.

Yeah, a Halloween ghost party.

Come on, web-head, follow me.

Who is the fool responsible for this?

Sub-Mariner, the Prince of Atlantis.

Hi, Prince. Going to the party?

I was under the impression the gathering was for superbeings, not super-freaks.

Talk about cold.

- Anybody home? - What kind of party is this anyway?

A very strange party, if you'll pardon the expression.

Doctor Strange!

And Captain America!

- Who's she? - Shanna, the Jungle Queen.

Doctor Strange is right.

We've been here an hour and haven't even seen our host.

The wait is over.

Not only am I your host, I am also your executioner.

Sub-Mariner, otherwise known as Prince Namor of Atlantis.

Captain America, superhero, super- patriot, super-fool.

Shanna of the jungle, where only the strong survive.

Doctor Strange, your occult powers will not help you here.

And the Spider-Friends.

You have all crossed me,

prevented my plots, squelched my schemes,

but no more, never again.

Seven little superheroes will vanish one by one.

Seven little superheroes, soon there will be none.

This party has ceased to amuse me.

I return to Atlantis now.

No one keeps Prince Namor against his will.

Wait a minute, Sub-Mariner. It's some kind of force screen.

Let me try my fire power.

No good.

Seven little superheroes in quite a fix.

One will meet fire and then there will be six.

- I know that voice. - It's the Chameleon.

The guy who can make himself look and sound like anybody?

- The one and only. - You mean the seven and only.

That voice could be a recording.

Yes, the Chameleon might be one of us right now.

While our enemy can assume the appearance of a friend,

it is better to search alone.

By the great Poseidon himself! A swim is just what I need to revive my strength.

That's not water, it's alcohol.

It's drying me out,

drawing the moisture from my body.

The Chameleon's revenge begins with you, Sub-Mariner.

One will meet fire then there will be six.

Well, so far I've seen a few pigeons...

...but no chameleons.

That's just because you didn't know where to look.

Let me out of here!

Perhaps. But for now...

Spider-Man is on his way to make a killing.

Careful, Iceman. This whole place is booby-trapped.

Six little superheroes trying to stay alive.

What the...?

One will step into quicksand and then there will be five.

Quicksand? This is the perfect place for quicksand.

What were you saying about booby traps?

Don't worry, pal. I'll get you down.

Cap, look out.

This place is hotter than a minefield in no-man's-land.

Quick, Cap. Into that pond. You'll be safe there.

Right, Spidey.

Got you.

It's quicksand.

I'll freeze the pond.

Don't worry, Iceman, I'll web him out.

Help!

Firestar, Spideyjust stopped me from helping Cap and now Cap's gone.

Ms Lion barked at him.

That couldn't have been the real Spider-Man.

Come on, let's follow her.

Good work, girl. We've got the Chameleon trapped.

Hi, folks. It's your friendly neighbourhood Santa Claus.

Not this time, Chameleon.

Just wait until the real Spidey comes along.

Firestar, could you...?

Hi, there. Remember me?

Wait. I'm getting a telepathic signal from Shanna.

She's in danger.

Help!

Her signal came from over there.

I'm falling!

Nice catch, Spidey.

Look. I was right. She's not Shanna.

You miserable little mutt.

A change in plan. My next victim will be...

Firestar.

No, Ms Lion. This way.

Five little superheroes want to know the score.

One will run into herself and then there will be four.

Herself? That means I'm next.

He's after Firestar. Hurry.

One will run...

...into herself.

Freezing air!

Oh, no. I'm frosting over. No!

Lucky I jumped off or I would have been crushed for sure.

Now to find the others, if there are any left.

First the recording, then the demon.

There you are. I've been looking...

Four little superheroes scared as can be.

A demon will devour one and then there will be three.

Look.

It is a demon.

Everybody! This way!

- Shanna! - Look.

- Yeah. Over there. - She's alive.

Firestar, flame that thing. Fast.

I can't.

I'll hit Doctor Strange.

The real Firestar could toss a fireball and not come near Doctor Strange.

I was afraid I'd...

Only three left, Spider-Fools.

- The Chameleon. - After her. I mean him.

That's it. Follow me to your doom.

This way.

Three little superheroes racing to pursue.

But one will fall right off the bridge...

�and then there will be two.

- She's gone. - And so's the creepy Chameleon.

I'm gonna try to break through that force field again.

Two little superheroes out in the sun.

Iceman, look out!

The Iceman will be melted...

No ice power!

�And now there is but one.

I know it's a clich�, but where am I?

I'm starting to get my fire power back.

The Chameleon's back to his freezing tricks.

Got to generate more heat.

The Chameleon is trying again.

Well, let him try.

OK, Firestar, it's your turn now.

Destroy each other.

Nice try, lizard lips, but I'm beginning to boil.

I guess that shows the Chameleon who he's dealing with.

Firestar! Hang on. I'll have you out in a second.

I think not.

And now for the final kill. Spider-Man.

One little superhero eaten to the bone.

Leaving me, the super supervillain all by myself, alone.

This isn't webbing. It's electrical wire.

That thing's just a big toy.

My friends! They're alive!

But not for long.

In exactly one minute a bomb will blow this whole island off the map,

and you with it.

I feel like a baked Alaska.

I have a score to settle with the Chameleon.

Thank you, Sub-Mariner. That was all the help I needed.

I'll release the force screen around the island

and leave them to their doom.

Hold that 'copter.

Surprise!

Seven little superheroes, get together, gang.

Swing on my spider line cos there's gonna be a bang.

Ms Lion!

Don't miss now, web-slinger.

Say, Chameleon, your party sure ended with a bang.

You lost because of an uninvited guest.

The eighth little superhero.

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