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"Shit... I gotta get there fast... I can't let him activate that collider..."
Peter sprinted down the dimly lit corridor. Kingpen, his notorious nemesis, had constructed a machine capable of linking to other dimensions—dangerous ones. Peter couldn't let that happen. As he rushed through the hallway, a door glowing with light caught his attention. "That has to be it."
He lunged at the door, slamming it open. Inside, Kingpen stood by a massive control panel, covered with levers and buttons.
"It's over, Kingpen! I can't let you open a portal to another world! You'll be putting everyone in danger—including yourself!"
Kingpen turned to face him, a sinister grin spreading across his face, standing close to the controls. "Relax, Spider-Man. I'm not opening it to bring anything in."
Peter looked over at him. "What? What do you mean?"
"I'm opening it to get rid of you—forever."
"What?!"
Before Peter could react, Kingpen flipped a switch on the panel. The colossal machine beside Peter roared to life. "I won't let you do this!" Peter shot a web at Kingpen and launched himself toward him, delivering a powerful kick that sent the villain crashing to the floor.
The collider's hum intensified, pulling objects toward the portal it was forming. Peter struggled to keep his footing, nearly being dragged in himself. Grasping onto a pole, he barely held on as the force increased.
Kingpen stumbled to his feet and ran out the door. "Enjoy your trip to another dimension, Spider-Man!" he taunted.
Clinging desperately to the pole, Peter glanced at the control panel. "I have to shut it down..."
He looked at one of the levers. "It must be that red one-"
He shot a web at it, and when the web connected, he pulled.
But instead of deactivating the machine, it only grew stronger—unstable. The portal's pull intensified, and Peter, unable to hold on any longer, was sucked into the vortex.
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"I... gotta.. stop... it... can't...let him win...."
His head throbbed. Peter slowly opened his eyes and groaned. "Wait... where am I?"
He was in a room, with very little lightning. As he got his senses together, he saw that it looked like a lab. "This is a lab? Is it one of Kingpens'?"
Peter glanced around. It didn't resemble Kingpen's typical setup—no flashy logos or oversized branding. "No, this isn't his. If it was, 'Fisk' would be plastered all over the place."
He walked around for a bit. "This gotta be another dimension. I gotta get back!"
He stopped when he noticed something, that had what seemed to be eggs on it. "What is this place? Why they got eggs? Those can't be chicken eggs? They're big... but... they don't look like Ostrich eggs..."
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps.
Peter instinctively assumed a defensive stance as two boys entered the room. They looked about his age, and one of them, shorter than the other, spoke up first. "Dude, we've been here a hundred times. There's nothing here for a fire pit."
"Relax, Kenji, it doesn't hurt to chec—" The taller boy cut off as both of them froze, staring at Peter.
They both stopped cold when they saw Peter in his fighting stance.
There was a small awkward silence between everybody. "Um, who are you?" The tall one asked.
"Uh..." Peter said. "I am-," Peter looked down at himself, then gasped. He wasn't wearing his spider suit. He was wearing his normal clothes. "Um... where is my suit?" He said, a bit too loud.
"Your what?" the tall boy asked, bewildered.
Peter looked up at them. "Um, hello! The names Peter!" He said, going to shake their hands. He figured it was the best thing to do.
The shorter boy took a step back, suspicion written across his face. "Last time we ran into new people on this island, they turned out to be trouble. How do we know you're not one of them?"
"I—wait, island? What island?"
The taller boy looked at him like he was crazy. "The island you're on right now?"
Peter looked around. 'Shoot, where is the collider of this world?' He thought to himself. If he got sent to this dimension from a collider, that also means there must be one here. He knows KingPen didn't know about that. 'I just gotta find it-,'
Peter looked over at the two teens. "Look, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not fro-"
RAWRRAAAARRRRRRR
Peter jumped up. "Uh... that didn't sound good! What the hell was that?!"
"Are you telling me, you've been here and didn't know Dinosaurs are on the loose?!"
"What?! Dinosaurs?! What kind of dimension is this?!"
"Dimension? What are you talking about?" the shorter boy asked, growing more agitated.
Arrg!
Arrg!
"Shit! The Raptors are here!" The tall one shouted.
Peter didn't know what was going on. But he knew he had to use his powers to help. 'They probably have no idea who Spider-Man is. So my identity will be intact...'
