Falling into your spiderweb

In the beginning

(Lotus' POV)

The day started as every other one would. I was there, fighting the villain of the week. From the start of the battle I knew something was odd. This villain was hard, the battle was rough.

What was even worse was how he wouldn't keep his grubby spotty hands off of Alchemax. The weirdest thing out of all of this though, was when he heard that Alchemax didn't have a supercollider, whatever that at was. He turned tail into his spot and left.

That was when it happened. It all seemed like normal, until I heard a crash. It was the sound of someone falling, I swung over to see who it was. I saw what appeared to be someone in a pale pink Spider-Man suit. At first I thought that it was a cosplayer cosplaying their own spidersona, you got a lot of them when you were as famous as I was.

It wasn't until my Spider senses kicked in I realized something was wrong. I got down there and examined the person. She looked like she was unconscious, but alive. I looked at her spider suit more, it definitely was a real one. It was made of a similar material to mine. It was mainly white with the head being pink and the legs being black, with some more accents and aesthetic markings strewn throughout it.

It took only a moment before she got up and looked at me. I could tell she was panicking, but she seemed to get the sense that I was like her. We were both spider people. That was the first shock of the day. Did she get bit by a spider near here? Maybe I could find it and contain it, to prevent unnecessary bites. It wasn't until she looked around at the scenery completely dumbfounded that I put it together. She wasn't from here. Not in the slightest.

"Who- Who are you?" She muttered, her voice was strained and hoarse. She had adrenaline affecting her, that was for certain. I sat down on the ground next to her to get on her level, I read somewhere that that can help. "My name is Feline Spider, and it's okay. You're safe now. What's your name? Where are you from? We should get you looked at, you took quite the hit to the head I'm sure!" I responded, trying to get her to give me something about her.

All I knew was that she was a spiderperson, it was still up in the air if she was even from here. She took a few moments to orient herself before she finally spoke again, this time she was a lot less shaken up. That was good, I could work with that. "I'm Cl- Venom Spider. I'm from New Yark...this isn't new yark. Is it?"

Well she was right on that, this wasn't New Yark this was Nave York. It was a beautiful town of neon signs and LED's galore. It probably wasn't the most eco friendly place but it was home. And it was a nice home at that. "Nope! This is Nave York! It's nice to meet you Venom Spide-" I'm cutoff by the groans of someone behind me. We both heard it and go to investigate the noise.

There were two boys on the ground, akin to the state Venom Spider was in just moments ago. The thing is, they looked pretty similar to each other. One was taller and had a brighter suit, that was basically the only distinction you could make between the two of them. First impressions aside, the smaller one got up and looked around. He finally laid eyes on us and raised an eyebrow. "Which one of you is from this dimension?" That was a strikingly odd question. That brought up way too much stuff to unpack or think about in that moment, so I simply answered and stepped forwards.

"Uh- I am. Im Feline spider, nice to meet you!" I extended my hand in an offer of a handshake. He took my hand and was visibly smiling from under the mask. "Call me Pavitr! It's nice to meet you to! Now, have you seen any odd villains lately?" The question seemed weird, what villain here wasn't odd? I had fought a yellow goblin before, a deranged mermaid and a rogue cyborg. I wouldn't exactly consider any of those things normal. But, I sort of understood what he meant.

I wondered if the Spot counted as an odd villain, and just as I opened my mouth to speak I was once again cut off by someone getting up. It was the taller boy. Pavitr turned to see who was making the noise and looked shocked. He clearly just had a realization about something, and whatever it was, it wasn't good. We all watched as Pavitr looked at his wrist. It looked like his Rolex got pretty banged up, but I didn't know why it was a big deal. It was a damn watch, he could easily get it fixed for like twenty bucks.

He took a breath and looked at the taller him, clearly having questions. The taller Pavitr didn't seem so thrilled either, and they both stared at each other in pure confusion. The taller one first, breaking the confused silence. "Hello there- I'm Pavitr-" From the way he muttered the words it sounded more like a question than a statement. The shorter Pavitr thought for a moment and then had a way to end this chaos. "It's nice to meet you Pavitr! To avoid any miscommunications you can just call me Chai! I used to go by it in middle school anyways!" That cleared most things up. Pav then turned to the group and gave a better introduction, now that he had a bit more of a grasp on the situation. "You can just call me Pav then! I prefer it to Pavitr anyways!"

We all nodded and finished introducing everyone to everyone else. There was a bit of an awkward silence as everyone thought. I decided to take initiative and break it, asking the one spider here who seemed to know something about this. "So- Chai, do you have any clue about how you all got here?" Chai picked his words carefully, he obviously wasn't sure what he could say. "No, not really. But I do know that this will all be fixed soon, so don't worry. I know some people who will be coming here practically any second to fix this mess!" That was...comforting? I wasn't sure how to feel about someone who "knew people" but "didn't know" about the problem at hand, but it was the most reliable information I had anyways.

I gave everyone a weak smile and looked up into the sky. It was super late, and the stars were out. By the looks of things a storm was on its way and we would have to leave soon if we didn't want to be caught out in the middle of it. "Here guys, we can bunk at my house for a bit if you're all okay with it. We should probably get moving though, our storms are pretty bad." I gestured up to the sky, and everyone pretty much agreed. Chai fiddled with his broken watch before begrudgingly agreeing.