Every universe has a spiderman. In a universe it could be you, your mom, your uncle, your cousin, even your best friend. This story will follow not one, but two Spider people in particular.
Y/N L/N and Gwen Stacy.
In most earth's, Spider-Man is...
Y/N: Spider-Man's dead? What the hell is going on? Where am I? How am I. . . No, I just. . . I need to find Gwen, and get the hell out of. . . wherever we are now.
This version of New York was very different from mine. There were some similar parts, but the changes were pretty obvious. I mostly just decided to try to find my way though this city, though admittedly, it was very confusing.
As I swung around I felt some weird tingling going on. MY spider senses were going off and I was unsure how to respond. It normally goes on whenever I'm in danger. I quickly perched on the tallest tower as I overlooked the city. I lifted my hood to better absorb my surroundings. My sense was weak now, but I had a feeling that maybe I should follow it.
Y/N: I really don't have much to go off of. So if this sense leads me to danger, then I'll just eliminate them. . . But it's so loud here!. . . I can still hear so many people talking!
I shoot my web to the side of a building and as I get ready to swing, my body glitches out for a moment. Like I'm in some badly rendered game, and I start to fall to the concrete floor. That combined with my head being filled with voices, everyone talking at once, so many different people. I couldn't focus enough to shoot anymore webbing out.
I brace for impact, but before I do, I managed to feel something grab me by the back of my jacket and swung me back up to a nearby tower. It felt oddly similar, like they were swinging, like a spider.
Once we landed on the rooftops, I quickly got in a fighting stance and faced towards wherever my senses were directing me.
Y/N: Whoever you are, you have some explaining to do. Who are you?
???: Calm down. I'm not here to hurt you.
That voice, it sounded like a little girl. I sensed something big, then why was a little girl talking I wondered. But then I noticed someone land in front of me in front of this. . . machine.
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(Art by me)
Y/N: . . . Who the hell are you? And what the hell is that?
I gestured to her giant robot, mech thing. This felt like something out of some anime.
Peni: I'm Peni Parker, and this is Sp//der.
Y/N: 'So like a variant of Peter Parker? Are there any variants of me in the universe?' What's a kid like you doing with a mech?
Peni pouted her cheeks about as she walked closer to me and poked me in the chest hard with her finger.
Peni: I could be asking the same to you. What's a "kid" like you doing at the top of a-
Suddenly that weird tingling thing came back, and this time it was directing me towards Peni. She looked at me and it was odd. She felt like me, whatever spider mess was in me, was in her as well.
