Adventures of Spiderman in India [On Halt]

Chapter 2 - Two kinds of people

NOTE - This was really hard to settle down an American guy in the mysterious place. this chapter is just to tell how Spidy settles down in there. It kind of a boring chapter but it has some important points and characters that you will notice if you are keen reader.

Peter was expecting to wake up on a bed padded with soft mattress of white feathers surrounded by beautiful Asgardian women. Some holding handheld fans, some holding grapes and some of them holding a glass of wine. He was expecting that beautiful smell of Asgardian wind but he woke up from the unconsciousness by a disgusting smell of garbage. He slowly opened his eyes adjusting his pupils to the intensity of light and found himself lying in a pile of garbage. His suit was torn to shreds. Fortunately, his private parts were covered. The smell was so disgusting that he couldn’t held the urge to puke and threw up on the right side.

“God, did someone puked on Asgard? It looks like shit.” He said.

The people surrounding him laughed on his strange accent and on his strange language. Peter looked around. No, he wasn’t surrounded by the beautiful Asgardian women. He was being watched by few little brown kids wearing shorts. They were looking at him and whispering something with each other and laugh, as if they were watching a monkey tied to a pole in the circus. Peter could hear some of the whispers though. Some of them were saying, “He landed directly from the sky.” And some were saying, “He is the angel of god. God sent him here.”

‘No. I am not an angel. My mother married a human being not a god.’ He said to himself and tried to move from his place but he couldn’t. His back hurt a lot as he tried to move. “Owww…” He said but managed to sit in the pile of garbage.

He looked at the children around him and asked, “Will you tell me where am I?”

Everybody laughed pointing a finger at him due to his accent. Peter felt embarrassed. It’s not that he wasn’t bullied by anyone in his entire life. He was always a target of bad guys for bullying in the high school but it was a long time ago.

A man came forward cutting through the line of children and screamed at every one of them, “Get the fuck out of here kids.” Everyone moved backward as he screamed at them. They looked scared. Everyone turned and ran away from the place leaving Peter and the guy alone.

‘Who talks with kids in that tone?’ Peter thought to himself.

Peter looked at the guy. He was brown and had light black beard. The guy was wearing a white full sleeve shirt and a jeans pant. He came closer to Peter.

“Hello. I am Karan. I own this place.” The guy said as he walked closer.

‘Yeah. He is drunk.’ Peter said as he smelled the alcohol as the guy talked. “Okay. But where am I?” He asked looking at him.

The guy thought for a while and stretched a hand towards Peter to help him get up. “You are in the land of Summermont. It is hot in here. Isn’t it? ” He lied to peter. Peter stood up with the help of the guy.

“Yeah. It is.” Peter said as it really was hot in there and his white skin was turning red due to the heat. White people can’t stand the heat.

“Am I even on the earth?” Peter asked.

“Obviously, you are on earth. Do I look like an Alien to you?” Karan asked.

“No. You look like a perfect human being to me.” Peter said though the guy was looking like some kind of ugly Alien.

“Let’s go. You need to get cleaned. Where are you from?”

“I am from New York.”

“That is nice. The city of the Vigilante’s. That’s what we call it in here.”