Every universe has a spiderman. In a universe it could be you, your mom, your uncle, your cousin, even your best friend. This story will follow not one, but two Spider people in particular.
Y/N L/N and Gwen Stacy.
In most earth's, Spider-Man is...
Gwen: Yeah but you started it before we officially even became super heroes. And you said you were the "One and Only Spider-Man." Like what the hell man!
Y/N: To be fair, you're not a man right? So I was within my right. You wanna just do it together, you say a part, I say a part?
Gwen: . . . Sure whatever. *cough* Anyway.
Okay, let's do this thing one las time AGAIN. Our names are Gwen Stacy and (Y/N) (L/N). Both just a couple of High School rejects that just so happen to get bitten by a radioactive spider and gain spider powers.
I'm the reasonable and smart one known as Ghost-Spider, he's the dark lovable one called Nocturne-Spider. We're still figuring our lives out as of now since recent events. We got bit, we freaked out about our powers, did some web swinging practice, (Y/N) was selfish and did his debut without me and flirted with M.J. nonstop. He started interning at Oscorp with me. I work under Dr. Conners, he works under Dr. Kafka. We just recently made friends with M.J., Harry, and Peter. And. . . Well, we're still just trying to figure everything out.
Our lives are pretty basic as of now, other than our powers, but it feels good to have someone going through it with you. If it weren't for (Y/N) and his sister, I'd be so lost on doing this whole thing. I really appreciate those two, Elizabeth worked really hard on our suits, with our help in our off time. It's been a few days since (Y/N) started interning at Oscorp, but this is our official debut.
Gwen & (Y/N): As the Ghost and Nocturne Spider!
*Normal POV*
Sirens blare off as a truck is speeding down the streets of New York, a truck containing stolen goods from Oscorp. The truck was being escorted by other guys on motorcycles all armed to the teeth, shooting at the police as they neared their escape. All seemed good for the thieves, however, they wouldn't get far.
Passing St. Patrick's Cathedral, two figures watch from the rooftops of the cathedral as they launch their webs to the buildings. Chasing after the truck.
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(You even gotta ask? Of course I drew it)
Nocturne: Ghost, you got the guys on the bikes?
Ghost: Yeah, you handle the truck and cover my six. Remember, don't show off unless you absolutely can.
Nocturne: Yes ma'am. Let's go!
You both split off from one another, Ghost going after the bikes, webbing onto one of the bikes, webbing up the driver before he had a chance to resist.
Ghost: Please keep your arms and legs inside the webbing at all times and thank you for ridding with Ghost-Spider.
She webs them to a passing light post as the Ghost uses the bike to catch up to the others.
