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Lord Spider-Man

When the last glimmer faded from Peter's eyes, darkness descended.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when consciousness returned, pain was the first sensation. His head throbbed, muscles stiffened as if his body had been shattered and reassembled incorrectly. Slowly, he opened his eyes to find himself shackled to a wall, cold as ice, with glowing energy cuffs binding his wrists.

With effort, he turned his head to see Diana, Shazam, and Flash similarly restrained, lined up across from him. Batman, Green Arrow, and Black Canary were unconscious, encased in strange, humming glass cells.

The silence was broken by the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Finally awake, Spidey," said Wally, his voice dripping with mockery. He was flanked by twisted versions of their allies: Dark Diana, Black Lantern Batman, and the ominous Superman in black.

"Let me guess..." Peter muttered, struggling against the cuffs, "You want to monologue your evil plan, right? Classic villain move."

Wally chuckled darkly. "Actually, no need. You've already lost."

Dark Diana stepped forward, her eyes devoid of mercy. "You're nothing but obstacles... your heroic history ends here."

Black Lantern Superman's voice was calm, yet heavy with menace. "This world doesn't need weak heroes. It needs power... it needs us."

He pressed a button on his wrist, and mechanical arms emerged from the walls, each holding a helmet designed to fit over the prisoners' heads.

Flash shouted, "What are you planning?!"

Black Lantern Batman approached Barry slowly, his eyes glowing ominously. "We're just reprogramming your priorities."

Peter's mind raced. The helmets were meant to control their minds. In their weakened state, a physical fight was futile.

But his spider-sense, though faint, was still active.

He noticed the cuffs responded to his movements, adjusting their energy output. If they could adapt, they could be tricked.

He began moving his wrists in subtle, unpredictable patterns, exploiting the cuffs' adjustments. Time was running out before the helmets would be placed.

Diana was already straining against her restraints, muscles bulging as she fought to break free. Shazam whispered incantations, perhaps trying to summon his magic, while Flash focused on disrupting the system with minute vibrations.

Wally ordered, "Initiate the process."

The mechanical arms advanced toward Diana first. This was the moment.

Peter whispered to himself, "Now or never."

With a sudden, forceful twist, he broke free from one cuff. Without hesitation, he shattered the other and launched himself toward the nearest mechanical arm, using his legs to propel himself.

"Stop him!" Wally screamed.

But it was too late.

Peter swung into action, firing webbing from his wrist-his emergency cartridges still functional-and disabled the first arm, then the second.

Sparks flew as the devices short-circuited, giving Diana the chance to break her chains with a mighty pull, followed by Shazam's electric burst that freed Flash.

In mere seconds, the prisoners were transformed into a formidable team of enraged heroes.

Breathing heavily, Peter stood with his allies, his body aching with every movement, but a grin spread beneath his mask.