❝ LIMITLESS UNDYING LOVE
WHICH SHINES AROUND
ME LIKE A MILLION SUNS ❞
Brooke belongs to Earth-199999, but to her, that's the only earth that exists. When her "little bro" Peter Parker (Tom Holland) messes with the timeline, Brooke f...
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a/n i forgot to add in the beginning that in this story, andrew and tobey cross universes when ned opens the portals
CHAPTER THREE: PETER PARKER
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"Can I help you?" A voice pulled Brooke away from her wonderment. She turned towards its source to find an older man dressed in a butler suit coming through the foyer.
"Sorry," Brooke said after a moment. She stood up from the floor. She took in her surroundings one last time. "Must've gotten the wrong address."
"Should I call you a taxi?" The butler inched towards a phone that was situated on a side table next to him.
"That's alright," Brooke told the butler. Truthfully, she did want a taxi since she had no idea where she was, but she decided that it would be better if she got out of the mystery building first.
The blonde scrambled to her feet and ran out of the mansion and found herself on the same sidewalk she was standing on moments before. She felt turnt around as she took in her surroundings.
There was something off about the city. The graffiti on the walls didn't show any references to the Avengers like they usually did. Instead, a picture of Spider-Man took up almost every alleyway. The word "MURDERER" scrawled over of each depiction of Peter.
People were quick to draw conclusions about Peter nowadays even after he was proven innocent. But what made these pieces of graffiti even more compelling was that Mysterio was nowhere to be found. None of the drawings made connections to the past villain.
Ripping herself away from the graffiti, Brooke started to walk back to where her apartment should be. On her walk back, small things around her seemed to be out of place. Advertisements for companies she has never heard about were plastered on billboards. What the hell was an 'Oscorp'? Restaurants she used to know were now going by a different name.
Fifteen minutes flew by as Brooke was caught up in these strange anomalies. Her building stood before her, looking normal.
After a moment, the blonde stepped up to the front door and punched in the code. The door didn't click open. Confused, she entered the code again and she double checked that she had the code right. The door still didn't budge.
