Y!Miguel O'Hara x reader (fem)

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I was 15, creating a project for my science class. I didn't know exactly what I made, but I found out later.

Okay, so I'll pour this into this, then we'll see.

Slowly, I pour the green chemical into the red chemical, it slumping into the tube. Putting on the cap, I shake it vigorously. It turns a glowing red.

"Well looks like I got it right."

I place the tube down, and take a sip of my root beer in my mug. The mug, of course has cats on it.

I set my mug down and walk around searching for another test tube or microscope.

My cat, without me knowing, got in and jumped on my table. It sniffed around, being quiet and got around the red liquid in the tube.

Her tail flicked at the foul stench from it and it dropped over into the mug.

Quickly, she got scared off and ran away into the kitchen, outside of my room.

I pad back over, carrying my microscope and setting the heavy thing down.

Grabbing my mug, I took a large last gulp of my root beer and emptied the mug.

"That doesn't taste like root beer." I whispered to myself.

Then I spotted the test tube, empty, and knocked over where my mug was.

"Shit."

I paused in my actions, freaked out beyond reactions.

My feet moved, running out my door, going to the bathroom and looking in the mirror. A pain attacked in my stomach and I fell to the floor, holding my stomach.

My head started pounding and my body felt numb.

I groaned in pain and slumped on the floor, looking at the tiles.

Staying there for 30 minutes, it soon went away and I slowly jumped back up.

I looked in the mirror again and I saw something completely different.

My eyes were a red and my teeth, my canines on lower and top teeth, were pointed.

"What the actually fuck is going on."

I touched my teeth. Damn they sharp as hell man.

Backing away in fear, I ran out of my house, tears pricking my eyes.

I ran along the sidewalk, finding an old building, I climbed up the steps and reached the top. I sat down behind a big cement block. I cried, sniffles and all coming out.

What did I do?

That's when I met Stacey. I heard other sniffles on the other side.

I turned my head over the block and saw soft hair beyond it.

"H-Hey.. are you okay?"

The person turned around and looked up at me. It was a girl, probably same age. Her eyes were stained in tears too.

I skidded around the block coming to her side.

"Hi, I'm y/n. Are.. are you alright?"

She looked over at me, sniffling.

"I'm not doing great. Some people they just.. pick on me. It's because I'm different."

I looked up at her, reaching my arm around and giving her a small hug for comfort.

"Well why are you different then?"

She looked up at me and looked behind her. A tail was there. It wasn't very long, just a bald depot maybe a foot long.

"Well I think that's cute. Don't listen to those bitches, they got no brains dude."

She chuckled and leaned back, looking up at me.

"Say, why were you here crying?"

I gulped and looked at my feet.

"I sorta messed up a project thing and now I look like a vampire."

She turned her head looking in my eyes.

"Well, I think that's cool."

We both smiled to each other and hung out, talking.

Our friendship bloomed then, and we stuck together. If we were going to be freaks from society, we'd be freaks together.

We'd be the voles. We made that name up from what others called us. For me it was vampire and demon. Stacey was mole rat and animal. Putting them together, we got the voles.

From that day on, we helped each other learn about our differences. She was born with a tail and could smell very good. Me, I was a bit more complicated. 

I was turned into a sort of vampire, kinda not though.

I can see in the dark, walk on water, got awesome ass fangs and claws, red eyes, and venom. I'm super strong too! I can jump very high and best of all, I'm fast as fuck. I can run at fastest, 110 mph.

Me and Stacey were best buds. We kept In check and crashed places. Even made a hideout right where we met. That place started everything. I got a friend. And we stayed by each other, keeping each other up.

Of course, we fucked off the asses who messed with us. They usually keep away from me, cause we'll, I almost killed the top bitch of their gang.But Stacey, they pick on her. She keeps them up though, roughhouses em'.

I'm glad I got a friend. But I'm stuck here, running from spider people. Fuck, the world Is crazy.