Meet Ben Parker-Pryde. Son of Spider-Man and Kitty Pryde and descendant of a great legacy and discover his journey to become a great hero. (Inspired by the Alt-616 of MAB86 of the site FanFiction.Net) Please Comment
First, I want to thank MAB86 for all the support he has given me and I want to welcome you all to my new project
New York: Queens
In the Queens neighborhood, we can see many things, the subway, grocery stores and even a dirty alley here and there, but that is not our focus, here we are focused on a specific person.
'Come on ! Why does my alarm clock never go off at the right time?!' Thought a boy who was apparently about 15 years old. He seemed to be in a hurry and was running nervously towards his destination. The boy in question had long brown hair to his shoulders and wore glasses that covered his brown eyes.
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Ben Parker-Pryde (Author Note: Sorry. I didn't find the right image. But imagine the character above with brown eyes and hair.)
As he ran, the boy in a hurry saw an elderly lady having difficulty carrying her groceries "Do you need help?" he asked without thinking twice about helping
"Yes, thank you" The old woman thanked him with a smile and handed him some of her groceries "My way is through here" She said as she indicated where she was going
"Wow, how much stuff is here. Are you going to have a family lunch or something?" the boy asked gently
"No, I have a restaurant and I'm taking the ingredients" She replied but felt a little more weight in her purchases. The boy noticed and took a few more, which surprised the old woman
"Better be careful, my mother keeps saying that you can do harm if you force your own body too much" The boy said
"Thank you young man, but isn't that too heavy for you?" The old woman asked a little surprised by the boy's strength.
"Oh no. That's pretty light actually." The boy said surprising the old lady even more. They continued talking a little longer until they arrived at the restaurant in question
"Do you make Japanese food?" the boy asked with a hint of interest in his voice.
"Yes, you don't like it?" The elderly woman answered with another question.
"On the contrary, it's my favorite food. Well, right after my mom's Kreplach" The boy replied but left the old woman a little confused "It's yiddish." The old woman remains confused "It's Jewish food."
"Oh yes, I understand." She responds by concluding the conversation but the boy just remembered something else
" What time is it?" the boy asked
"I think it's like 8:10" The old woman answered the question
"Damn! I have to go or I'll be late! See you there, lady." He spoke as he ran out of the restaurant to run towards his destination.
While running the boy heard a noise coming from an alley. "Help! Someone!" seemed to come from a woman
'Damn it. Do the bandits dare to rob someone in the morning? This won't come cheap for them' The boy thought as he walked away from the alley
