Chapter 2

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Y/N POV

It's been five years since I lost Miguel. I've tried everything I could to find him, but I just couldn't. I gave up as my kids started to worry about my health. They say I would cry at night while I slept and saying Miguel over and over again, crying. It pained me to do this to my kids. I can't worry them. So, I decided to stop searching.

It's alos been three years since Peter Parker passed. He was killed by Kingpin, but thankfully Miles and I stopped him. Turns out there are more spider people out there like Peter, Miles, and I. As I am in my nearl late twenties, Miles is only fifteen. He's been doing so much. He's been doing school, and he's been saving the world. Not to mention he's looked after my kids when Aunt May and I go out to the bar. She might be old, but she can handle a lot.

As I was strolling around town, walking to the bus, there was a lot of police cars racing to go to an alley way. I quickly ran to a closed off area and changed into my spider suit. (you can imagine the way you want pookie)

Once I changed, I used my webs to go to the alleyway. I had messaged Miles to look after the my kids as I handled this mess.

Y/N: Please watch my kids while I handle a mess. And don't be feeding them junk food again. You remember what happened last time, right?

Miles: 🙄 Ugh, yes. You don't seem to forget the small details, but when it's my birthday you forget.

Y/N: That was a one time thing, it won't happen again.

Miles: Yeah, Yeah, whatever. Go save the world.

Y/N: ☺️

I went to the alleyway, and landed on top of a building. watched from on top as the officers below tried to calm whatever this thing was. I took a closer look and saw...The Prowler. No, it can't be. Uncle Aaron passed a few years ago. How is there- no it can't be. Is he from another dimension? How is this possible, unless...

"Put your hands up where I can see them." An officer shouted to The Prowler.

The Prowler refused and charged after them. I quickly webbed him to the wall of the alleyway before he could harm anyone. As I dropped down from the building the officers thanked me. "So, are you real?" I asked as I approached him.

The Prowler chuckled. "As real as this will hurt." He broke my webs and tried to swing at me, but I thankfully dodge the hit. "You're not my usual Spider-Man." He said as he turned to face me again.

I tilted my head and placed one hand on my hip. "Are you saying there are others?"

He nodded and tried to attack me, but when he charged at me I quickly webbed him tight to the other wall of the alleyway. He was stuck there for good this time. "You little bitch." He said.

I pretended to be hurt. "Oh, ouch. My feelings. How will I ever recover from this?" I giggled and walked closer to him. Suddenly he glitched. "Glitching too, huh? Yeah, I know how that feels."

"When I get out I'll kill you myself." He shouted.

I scoffed. "Get in line, buddy." How did he end up here? The only way to get here is by some sort of watch or collider, but I don't see either on him. "How did you get here?"

"Why should I tell you?" He asked as he striggled to get free from my webs.

I shrugged. "Well, it's either me or a judge. Well, technically both." I chuckled softly. "Listen, we won't hurt you if you cooperate. Okay?"

He sighed and as if he was giving in. This isn't my usual bad-guy of the day. "I was with my nephew Miles, when I was dragged in some weird portal shit. It dragged me out here. Look, I know I called you names and tried to hurt you but...I'm just scared. I need to go home where I can be with my nephew." He said softly. He looked like he genuinely meant it.

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