Anarchy across the spider-verse

I didnt know gingers existed.

❗️Pills(not like an addiction), Blood(not graphic)❗️

Clear it up: Prowler(earth-42) Miles Morales is going to be called just Miles in this(1610 Miles is not mentioned in this other than like maybe 3 times(you'll know which one) but when he's speaking to Miles it's 42)

Also bruh i'm so freaking sorry i missed a whole week, school has been kicking my Black ass😭

3rd pov
Fuck. Everything was going wrong. But how did this happen? Oh, wait he remembers. They were all fighting a villain in Gwen's universe, it was really powerful which is why the task required all of them. The villain had the ability to transport you to another dimension which is how it kept escaping their grasp, he remembers it so vaguely but all he remembers is pushing someone out the way...Miles maybe? Dreyko got hit. He remembers hearing his friends calling out to him but it was too late and his body already dissolved. He has no idea what universe he's in but all he knows is that he's in new york, Brooklyn to get exact. He recognized the street he was on when he briefly ran to the alleyway, he also remembers getting cut having a gash on the side of his torso. He's losing blood so he takes off his spider suit wincing hard with each movement, he stuffs his suit in his pocket and he decides to try his watch but it's busted and to make matters worse, since the fight was going to get serious and intense he didn't have shoes on so he was walking on the cold dirty pavement which was irking his very soul but there's nothing he could do about that. Dammit! He has no watch, his phone is broken since he fell and cracked it, he's about to damn near die, and his friends are probably worried out their minds. It's all his fault. His vision is starting to get blurry and he takes off his watch stuffing that in his other pocket so he can't damage it any more. He hears footsteps but his body is giving up on him as he holds his wound, the blood dripping around his fingers and his face drips with sweat and he aimlessly looks around turning seeing a silhouette of someone. Maybe his age? They are definitely shorter than him. He coughs hard maybe coughing up blood he thinks, he doesn't know how but he's now on his knees as he lays on the ground breath getting heavy and all he remembers is that silhouette leaning over him and their hand reaches out to him getting closer and closer and then he blacks out.

He feels touches on his body but they feel concentrated on one place like he's being worked on, he feels a sharp pain on his waist which he presumes to be his gash. He's laying on something shaggy but he can't make out what it is, his head is spinning and hurting and it won't stop. He then feels the touching on him gone and his body relaxes, he didn't know who was touching him and he never really liked the idea of randoms touching his body even if it was a doctor. Dreyko was starting to wake up as his eyes slowly open and he looks around the room and he knows this room, he looks at the posters and he knows those posters but from where? He feels the bed and he knows this bed too and his head slightly turns so much so that the person didn't notice, Dreyko was able to get a good look of the person from a side view without making it known he's awake. It's him. He may act dumb but he's far from it, Miles told him what he looked like. He looked just like him but with braids/cornrows, prowler Miles was organizing something not even questioning he has spider man in his room-......wait. Maybe he is dumb. He puts his suit or atleast half of it in his pocket along with his watch. Thank god. He did not need a fight right now. He was in no condition, he was a good fighter but ain't nobody that strong. He moves his back around to feel what the fuck is under his back which did alert Miles that he was awake and he decides to help Dreyko out by answering his question "It's a towel." "Why?" "You we're loosing a lot of blood idiota. What do you expect?" Miles was right, his accent is thick and he was a dick. "Damn my bad..." He doesn't respond but he does stop doing what he was doing and he walks back over Dreyko and Dreyko covers just side with his hand looking at Miles up and down and Miles slaps his hand away "Ow." He rubs it and Miles looks at his gash "I stitched you up. So don't move so much." "How? Ain't you alittle young to be a doctor?" "I'm not. My Mamí is(just go with her being a doctor instead of a nurse)and she showed me a few things." Dreyko nods and he looks up at Miles. So soulless. "Well thank you." "Yea yea save it. I dont need it." Miles says getting up walking away "Damn well i'm glad you took pity on me and not a psychopath. Oh wait." Miles rolls his eyes "If you don't want to be here then I will gladly throw you out that window pendejo." "Aye aye i ain't no damn dummy. So chill. I didn't asked to be saved." Now that makes Miles crack an amused smile "No? I took it as an invitation when I saw your body falling to the floor like a damn chocho." Miles says with tease on his tongue "Bro i been awake like 10 minutes and you already done called me out my name like 20 times." Miles doesn't reply but instead eyes him suspiciously "What now." "Can you shut up." Dreyko zips his mouth throwing away the key and Miles rolls his eyes "I have work to do so be quiet." Miles sits at his desk and he pulls out his folder from his bookbag and as he's about to pull out his work he feels someone peering over him so he turns and sees Dreyko looking at his folder and he scrunches his eyebrows together when he jumps from surprise "¡Ay bendito! What are you doing? Go lay down, I just stitched you up 20 minutes ago." Dreyko waves him off "Shut up with all that. Imma be fine, but let's see what do we have here- Visions? Oh yeaa that bougie ass school?" "How is it bougie?" "How is it not?" Miles rolls his eyes grabbing his math homework "Will you let me do my math homework now?" "Who do homework nowadays? Shit be messing with ya mental." Dreyko says walking back over to the bed and sitting down "Whats wrong with you?" Miles asks turning back and looking at him wide eyed "A lot of things baby, 🎵A lot of things!🎵" He says singing the last sentence and Miles groans but he gets started on his homework grabbing his pencil and he grabs his calculator and he grabs his headphones and turning on his music on his phone drowning out anything Dreyko would say and he writes down some answers on his homework that he's confident about but for others he uses his calculator on the first try if he's not sure. Though as he's paying more attention to his music and he taps his eraser on the paper he absent-mindedly starts humming to the song softly singing along to the words getting lost into the lyrics. When he does open his eyes tuning back in he stops humming, it's oddly quiet since he has a loud mouth also occupying his room so he pulls down his head phones and he turns around to see the boy drawing something "What are you doing." "Minding my business like you should be little nene." Miles scrunches his face up at that as he fully turns around disregarding his music and homework "You speak..?" "Obviously. I'm talking now." Miles rolls his eyes "You know what I meant." "No I don't but I have a friend who's mom does and she calls him that all the time." "....well i'm not him so don't call me that." 'If only you knew...' Dreyko chuckles at that "Whats funny?" "It's funny how you think your not one." Miles bites his lip annoyed at that and his leg jumps up and down "I also find it funny how your here right now. I didn't know gingers existed, thought y'all were an alien race." Dreyko laughs "We are!"