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...
Earlier that day, it was the weekend. About a week after the funeral. You decided to keep busy dealing with other things so you decided to take some time to yourself.
Which was hard, because, ever since your "Evolution" in Miles' dimension, the changes haven't really reverted. Your body was still a bit paler than usual, your eyes had a darkness to them, as well as your lips. Your hair was a bit longer than before, and even your claws were now, dark and harder to retract at times. Especially since your hunger only made your appearance more noticeable, so you decided better to try to hide your feral looking appearance when it is ever possible.
In the meantime, you were looking at what Peni gave you before she returned to her dimension. She gave you a flash drive with different kinds of tech on it for gadgets that you could possibly make. The possibilities seemed endless now after this. But you'd need a lot of resources to try to build any of these though.
You get a text on your phone, checking to see that it's from Harry. Opening it you see exactly what you asked him to help Dr. Kafka. His father's notes on the formula.
Y/N: Yes! Now this'll help me so much. Now I can help Ashely and get her exactly what she wants.
*Knock Knock Knock*
You sit up from your desk as you can hear the front door knocking. You and Elizabeth were the only ones home and you didn't expect anyone else anytime soon. You lazily shake your hair out as you tie it up into a bun.
Making your way to the door, you open it slowly as you see a two people, roughly the same age as you, maybe just a couple years older. One was a guy with sunglasses and brown neat hair, the other was a girl with long red hair and a slender build.
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Guy: Hey, you're (Y/N) (L/N) right?
Y/N: Uh, yeah. . . Are you guys selling something? Cause I'm not the richest right now.
The girl laughs.
Jean: Oh no, of course not. Let us introduce ourselves. I'm Jean Grey, this is Scott Summers. We're here to talk to you and your sister.
