They say as one door closes, a new one opens or something along those lines and it couldn't be more true for (Y/N) (L/N). The teenager was just minding his own buisness and then suddenly get hit by a car! As he dies he's given a second shot at live...
Deep in the halls of the Sanctum Sanctorum, Dr. Strange can be seen in his personal chambers as he meditates. His eyes soon shoot open as he feels a presence, one that shouldn't be on his Earth or at least has something on them that shouldn't be. The auras of two different dimensions seem to be mixing together and radiating off of this person making them hard to locate. So he can't deduce where or who it's coming from, but he knows their in New York. With the possible threat to their universe weighing on his mind, Strange stands up quickly from his seat as his cloak flies to him and wraps around his shoulders.
Dr. Strange: Wong! Grab the holo-communicators! *He begins to look out the window with a serious expression on his face.* Time to make a call.
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*Back with (Y/N) and the Spider duo in the alleyway.*
Spider-Woman: You there? I asked if you were alright.
(Y/N): Oh, I'm fine. Thanks for your concern. Hey before you two leave, you wouldn't happen to know where a homeless shelter or maybe an abandoned building not scheduled for demolition would be, would you?
The question quickly caught them off guard as they looked him in the eyes. He sighed as he realized he probably should have solved this issue on his own. But in truth, he felt like he still needed help being a homeless stranger in a new world. Who better to ask for help than one of his favorite themed heroes growing up?
Spider-Woman: You're homeless?
(Y/N): *A little snarky.* Well gee when you put it like that, you make it sound like having a home is easy.
Spider-Woman: Oh, no no! I didn't mean to be disrespectful! It's just that, you know with how your clothes are and-
Ghost-Spider: What my friend is trying to say is that-
(Y/N): *Chuckles a bit.*: It's fine I get it. I'm just messing with you. I'm sorry. But, you see I really am homeless. *Tears start to come to (Y/N)'s eyes as he remembers how he got into this situation in the first place.* I recently lost my family to a car accident and not many people if any will let a teenager live on his own paying rent. I was just wondering if there was a homeless shelter I could stay at, I'd rather avoid orphanages if possible.
The girls nod to him in understanding as they think for a moment. The revelation hit them like when they were first practicing how to web sling and crashed into a billboard. They look at each other as they nod in agreeance.
Ghost-Spider & Spider-Woman: You could try F.E.A.S.T.
(Y/N): So F.E.A.S.T. exists in this world, probably ran by Martain Lee too. Let's see. F.E.A.S.T.? It sounds familiar now that you mention it. That's ran by Martin Lee, right?
Spider-Woman: You know Mr. Lee?
(Y/N): Not personally, but I've heard of him. Do you think he'll accept me? I'm not exactly in a great position to sign legal contracts or paperwork that adults would normally fill out.
