(Two years before Engel donned the iconic Iron Man suit, another hero's journey had begun at the Fundamental Paper Education Academy. Abbie Parker, a bright but unassuming teenager, was living his life quietly, enjoying the company of his close-knit group of friends: Engel, Claire, Bubbles, and Lana. What none of them knew was that Abbie's life was about to change forever—and with it, his connection to the legacy of a famous hero.)
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(Abbie had grown up on stories about his Uncle Ben, who had instilled in him a sense of duty and responsibility. One saying in particular echoed in his mind constantly: "With great power, comes great responsibility." It was something his uncle had always believed, though Abbie never fully understood the weight of it. That is, until the day that changed everything.)
(It was an ordinary school trip, or at least it seemed so at first. The class had gone to visit Oscorp, a cutting-edge tech company with deep ties to advanced scientific research. Their group was led through the various labs, and Abbie, ever the photography enthusiast, was snapping pictures of the displays, particularly the genetic research section which focused on spiders. It was Lana who first noticed something amiss. She pulled one of the scientists aside, pointing out that one of the genetically enhanced spiders was missing from its containment.)
(The scientist waved it off with a dismissive comment about it probably being a lab glitch. Lana frowned but let it go, while Abbie's attention returned to the fascinating world of high-tech genetics.)
(Unbeknownst to him, the missing spider had found a new target.)
(As they were about to leave, Abbie felt a sharp sting on the back of his hand.)
Abbie: Ow! What the?
(He instinctively slapped at the spot, only to find the spider scurrying away across the floor. It looked strange, almost glowing. The pain was brief but intense, and Abbie rubbed his hand, shrugging it off as an unlucky encounter.)
(Later that night, as he lay in bed, Abbie felt his body begin to change. His muscles tightened, his vision sharpened, and strange dreams filled his head. When he woke the next morning, his body was... different.)
Abbie: Uhhhhh, I feel weird.
(He looked in the mirror, shocked at the sight. The once-skinny, average teen had developed defined muscles overnight. His senses were heightened, and there was a strange buzzing in the back of his mind, like an alert he couldn't quite place.)
Abbie: Yeah. Big Change.
(Confused but intrigued, Abbie headed to school.)
(Next Day)
(The day started normally enough, but things quickly spiraled out of control. As Abbie walked through the hallways of the academy, his hand accidentally brushed against a wall—and stuck. Panic surged through him as he tried to pull away, only to find his fingers glued to the brick. His heart raced, but he took a deep breath, focusing on calming down. With an effort, he managed to release his grip, his hand coming free.)
Abbie: (mutters) What the hell is happening to me?
(Just as he regained composure, he felt a strange tingling sensation—a warning. He ducked instinctively as a football sailed over his head, nearly hitting him. Abbie stared at the ball, bewildered by how he had known to dodge it.)
Abbie: No way...
(Later, as he sat in class, the day's events kept replaying in his mind. Spider-Sense, he thought. That must be what it was. And then it hit him—he had to find out what had happened to him.)
(When he got home, Abbie hurried to his room, looking for answers. While rummaging through the closet, his hands brushed against something strange. Pulling it out, he found a sleek, red and blue suit—the Spider-Man suit, complete with web shooters. His heart pounded in his chest.)
Abbie: I'll do it.
(That night, Abbie donned the suit and swung through the city for the first time. His body reacted on instinct, his newfound powers allowing him to leap from building to building, firing webs and zipping through the air. The rush was unlike anything he'd ever experienced, and he couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face. For the first time, he felt alive, truly alive.)
Spider-Man: WHOO-HOOO! THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!
(After saving a few civilians from a mugging and stopping a group of thugs from robbing a convenience store, Abbie felt invincible. But as he made his way back home, his thoughts were plagued by the looming weight of responsibility.)
Abbie: Wait... so what Uncle Ben said... it was true... With great power, comes great responsibility.
(The next day, after school, Abbie found himself alone in one of the abandoned classrooms, contemplating everything that had happened. It was then that Lana and Miss Circle appeared. Lana, his quiet and reserved friend, had always had a mysterious air about her. Miss Circle, on the other hand, was the enigmatic head of their school's behavioral department. They both stood before him, their expressions unreadable.)
Lana: I know what's going on, I saw you last night. I know you're Spider-Man.
Abbie: (freezes) How... how do you know?
Miss Circle: (smiles) Because, Abbie, you are a descendant of Peter Parker—the original Spider-Man.
Abbie: What? That can't be—
Lana: (nods) It's true. I've known for a while now. You've inherited his abilities, and now you must carry on his legacy.
Miss Circle: Peter Parker was a hero, Abbie. And now, so are you. But being a hero comes with a cost. I need you to understand that.
Lana: (smiles) I've always admired you, Abbie. And I want to help you. We both do.
Miss Circle: You're special, Abbie. And we want to make sure that you're safe... protected. That's why we need to take precautions.
Abbie: Precautions?
Miss Circle: Claire, you, and Engel are all part of something greater. We've taken steps to ensure that none of you are harmed.
Lana: We're going to swap our clones with you, me and Claire. It's for your protection. We'll still be able to live our lives, but from the shadows. No one will know the truth.
Abbie: (hesitates) You're asking me to leave everything behind?
Miss Circle: (gaze hardens) No. I'm telling you that it's the only way to protect you from those who would want to exploit your powers. This is the path of responsibility.
