Y/N L/N, the Spider-Man of his universe, finds himself sent to not just a new universe but also over 30 years in the past to the Earthrealm year of 1992. His only way of getting home? Compete in Mortal Kombat.
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Welcome to the Mortal Kombat story. Up top is the spider suit for MK9, apparently it's a concept suit from Infinity War. I personally like the simplicity of it and that it's not too flashy.
Have you guys got any predictions for this story? I always enjoy hearing your thoughts.
Anyways, onto the chapter. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
The battle at the Statue of Liberty was long, hard fought and painful but it had been won against both new and old for some. However, where New York's most famous landmark stood which had tourists from all corners of the Earth coming to visit, now looked like a barren and desolate wasteland.
This universe's Spider-Man knew all too well that sacrifices had to be made for victory to be secured. The rebuild from the aftermath was the next step, this was New York though. The city had come back many times before and it would so again.
The city would be rebuilt with the memory of what had happened but it would lose the memory of the teenager behind the Spider Man mask, Peter Parker. This was his sacrifice, everyone forgets him so he and Doctor Strange could get the friends and foes he'd tried to save back to their universes.
Peter 1, as he'd branded himself, jumped down from the flame of Lady Liberty's torch to the arena of his and Green Goblin's battle. Peter saw that two of his fellow Spider-Men were holding up another Spider-Man, who'd been stabbed in the back by Green Goblin after saving him from Peter 1's wrath.
"Hey, hey. I think this is it. I think you guys are about to go home." Peter 1 stutteringly revealed to his fellow web slingers, he was still a little shaken up about what had happened before and what was going to happen in the next few minutes.
"Great." Peter 2 winced as he'd aggrevated his wound when he moved.
"I just-- I wanted to tell you-- I just wanted to say that--" Peter had such a lot to say and such little time to say it, that always seems to be the case "I really don't know how to say this."
"Peter." Peter 3 soothingly said to stop Peter 1's gibberish which succeeded.
"You know. It's what we do." Peter 2 said.
"And will always do." Y/N L/N added with a smile. Despite the pain, Spider-Man was who they all were and they were honoured to be that person for their respective homes.
"Yeah, it is." Peter 1 agreed, he was the most inexperienced of the four and had learned a lot from the trio in a few short hours "Right, I got to find Ned and MJ." He wasn't quite sure what to do and did what his instincts told him to and that was hug his fellow Spider-Men.
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"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Peter 1 repeated to really hammer home his point. If these guys weren't here, he wouldn't have had a hope in hell.
