Chapter 1: End of Earth

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--Earth 921, Rooftops of Manhattan--

Peter swung to the top of a rooftop and sat down to look at the chaos that was happening below him. He watched as the Venom pods started to suck S.H.I.E.L.D.'s helicopter and tear it apart. He thought, 'what was the point of helping if he had just given up his whole city?' Tony started to call him via his suit.

"Peter! We need your help in Hell's Kitchen. The Vulture has the device but Matt and I are sitting ducks over here." Tony said over the comms.

But Peter didn't respond. He just sat there motionless and emotionless. The sky was covered by dark clouds as S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers defended a checkpoint against the Symbiote-infected.

"Peter! Is this thing even on?! We can't hold on for much longer! There's a lot of symbi-" Tony said over the comms before a large explosion was heard and he was cut off.

"I've had enough of innocent people dying in my life. I should just let it go and let them decide their fate." Peter said to himself.

His phone started to receive a call but he didn't feel like picking up. It rang about four more times before he got it out of his pockets and checked who was calling. It was Mary Jane.

"Peter? I'm with Luke and we need you in Harlem right now. Luke and Frank can't handle them over here and the S.H.I.E.L.D. troopers are getting pummeled by the symbiotes." Mary said through the phone.

"Please, Mary Jane, don't call me anymore. It's useless. Tell everyone that Spider-Man is dead. There is no more Peter Parker or Spider-Man. They are gone." Peter said.

"That's not true, Peter! Tony needs you. Luke needs you. The city needs you. I need you."

"I'm sorry, but you're wrong. You called the wrong number." Peter hung up the phone before she could speak again.

He sat there as he removed his masks. He could see the city clearly as the streets were covered with signs of 'HELP' or 'WHERE ARE THE AVENGERS'. Peter could feel his Spider-Sense alert him that there was someone behind him. It was Logan.

"I know how it feels like. Losing your city to a bunch of assholes. I mean, I lost my life but I'm still fighting back. They're right, Peter. They do need you." Logan said.

"I mean, you're wearing your yellow and black costume already, so why won't you fight? I'm just a normal man wearing a kid's costume." Peter said, looking around at the burning buildings.

"Kingpin is calling you right now. He has a plan to stop this bullshit and it won't be easy. You want to hear the plan?"

"It feels like this city was fine just yesterday." Peter said, recalling the events that led to a symbiote-infested city.

--10 days earlier--

Peter woke up in bed with his blanket covered on him and his hair all messed up. He remembered that he went with Matt last night to Josie's to get a drink. The only question was whether he drank or didn't.

"Peter! You're going to be late for your little meeting with Stark. Are you even preparing?" May asked, her voice reverberating from the kitchen.

"Yeah, I am." Peter responded, getting out of bed and walking to the restroom. "I just slept a little over the line."

"Well, it's already 8:45 and isn't your meeting at 10:00? You better hurry because it will be traffic."

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