The last thing Peter remembered was having Peter 2 leaning on him while both smiled at Peter 1. Then, he was glowing gold like all the magic around him, and that was all.
It's nice to know that he wasn't alone out there. It's bittersweet knowing he is not the only one who struggles with his life as Spiderman. Both Peters put his problems in different perspectives.
Peter started to feel a headache manifest. But this headache was unlike any other he had felt before. It was like two sides were fighting inside his head, each trying to push to the front of his mind. But Peter ignored the pain, trying to return to his previous train of thought.
Peter 2 showed him that even if Gwen survived, the love life of a hero is never easy, and there is no guarantee that they would have worked out.
An image of himself and Gwen at the altar flashed in front of him. They were surrounded by her family, and Gwen looked so happy and radiant. It wasn't unusual for Peter's dream to go in this direction, but this image felt like more than a dream. It felt like he was there. But it couldn't be—Gwen was dead long before they could marry. The headache returned with a vengeance, but Peter forced it away.
Peter had wondered for many years if their relationship could have survived in London. New York was his home, and he doubted anything could ever change that.
The headache was persistent and growing. This time a different image flashed through his mind. He was on his knee, holding a ring to a smirking Gwen. He himself looked sheepish, as if he had been caught doing something he shouldn't be doing. In the background, the Big Ben tower dominated the horizon. Peter felt slightly embarrassed and immensely happy looking at this mental picture.
And Peter 1... Oh, Peter 1, the poor boy. He is still so young, and he has already lost so much. Now he is all alone. He remembered Peter 1 explaining how this new spell that sends them home would erase him from everyone's mind.
This image from his memory caused the headache to double. It was as if, until now, the fight was one-sided, but suddenly the opposite side attacked in return.
Both Peters have now lost their girlfriends for good, but Peter wonders who had it worse. On one side, at least Peter 1 gets to see his girlfriend around, but on the other hand, he has to watch her move on, having her own life without ever recognizing the man who loved her enough to sacrifice everything for her.
Another burst of headache and another image—this one concerned Peter a little. It was him and Gwen on what was obviously a date, but he couldn't recognize the background. Shouldn't he only be able to dream about places he had been? What the hell does it mean, and what was going on with that annoying headache?
They also share the loss of a best friend. But this time, Peter will claim the shorter end of the stick with no hesitation. At least Ned just forgot his best friend from childhood. Harry lost his mind and killed Gwen. Peter 1 still loves Ned and probably always will. But he hated Harry with every fiber of his being. Some days, even on his better ones, Peter wished he had killed him that night at the tower. But Uncle Ben and Aunt May taught him better than that.
As he expected, a now familiar headache flared, but the image that he saw almost caused him to bolt upright. It was Harry, exactly the way he remembered him before he dropped Gwen down the watch tower. He even saw the watch tower beneath him. But what shocked him was that instead of Gwen, Harry was holding Aunt May! This crossed both memories and dreams straight into a horrific nightmare.
Peter tried to shake himself awake—he had to see Aunt May—but his body wouldn't react, and the harder he fought to push this terrible image away, the stronger the headache became.
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The Amazing Story of Altered Fates
FanfictionThe last thing Peter Parker remembered was being sent back to his own world in a flash of golden magic. But when he wakes up in an unfamiliar environment and gets a visit that should be impossible, he begins questioning everything around him. Can so...