Spider-Man Imagines

Free | Miles Morales (ITSV)

requested by putmebackinthefridge

whoops sorry this took a while. life's been busy. but yay here we go, miles is so adorable!

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Miles met you the first time when he and Peter snuck into Kingpin's research facility. 

He bumped into you and almost turned invisible if it weren't for how pretty you looked. You both proceeded to talk in that white-walled hallway. Miles pretended to be one of the scientist's kid, which you believed. 

You grew fond of him in those short few minutes. You were never around kids your age. Only the adults who worked there.

It wasn't until Doc Ock and Peter came crashing through the wall that you found out who Miles really was. Then you attacked him, your eyes glowing and hands making motions as objects went flying in the air straight for him.

He and Peter ran as fast as they could. Through the breakroom and out the door, swinging away with one of the software from Doc's office.

Miles thought you were cute.

It was pretty disappointing for him that you were a bad guy. Though it seemed clear that you didn't want to be from your talk.

But even though you, Doc, and a bunch of other scientists chased after them, Peter and Miles managed to get away.

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You didn't see Kingpin until later on the night he was going to activate the collider to bring back his family.

You stood in the room, watching the scientists and your fellow co-workers work on the collider, making sure it would function perfectly.

The door slid open and Kingpin walked in, making you turn around and begin to explain your failure. But he beat you to it.

"You failed your mission to capture Spider-Man and the smaller one," Kingpin said.

"I'm sorry, sir, but there was another one who showed up and got in our way," you said.

"The only reason you're still alive is because you are the best out of my henchmen. If they show up again, kill them on sight. But if Spider-Man and his friends ruin my plans tonight, you will surely pay for it."

You kept a stern face. "Yes, sir."

Spider-Man and his friends won't get very far. 

They can't.

Fisk turned his back to you, keeping an eye on the collider and his group of researchers scattered across the control panels.

"Start the sequence," he said to one of the scientists.

Tonight was the night. The whole city was glitching out, an affect of the universes being disrupted. But that didn't matter.

You returned your focus to the collider powering up. No Spider-Man in sight. Kingpin's plans were going great so far.

Until—

"Spider-Man!"

Your eyes shot up at the ceiling. There they were. All the Spider-Men from different dimensions were crawling on the ceiling, trying to disable the accelerator.

Scorpion and Doc Ock were already on the scene, battling the Spider-Men. Narrowing your eyes, you climbed on top the roof, scanning the ongoing brawl.

You lifted up one hand, a chunk of scrap metal following. You threw it at the grayscale Spider-Man, catching him off balance. 

Using a larger piece of metal, you hopped on top of it and flew yourself towards him. You swiped your arms to one side. The grayscale Spider-Man (soon to your knowledge was known as Spider-Man Noir) crashed into the wall.