Esmerelda Costello, a dancer with dreams of being in the nation's top ballet company, has everything going great for her. A loving family, a dashing coffee date, and a knack for crime fighting. Until she didn't. Not only has her dreams turned upside down but her entire world as she's pulled through a portal past time and space, finding herself in another dimension in New York, thirty six years in the future.
Can she figure out how to navigate back home, or will she be stuck living in hiding from the police force known as the public eye? And just who is this spider-man that's been missing?
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He cracked a smile and leaned down to her level, his lips close to her ear. "You don't know who I am, do you?"
Esme faltered, pulling back and looking at him. "No? Sorry, are you apart of management or something?"
Miguel spun her around, her back pressed against his chest, her arms crossed over herself with each hand holding his. His skin was warm, his fingers enveloping hers. She could feel his breath against her neck.
"You could say that." His voice fluttered against her ear and she felt her heart stutter.
He spun her back, her arm extending with her dress with a flourish before she was pulled back in, completing the dance with a dip. She looked in his eyes, his hand in the small of her back.
"Who are you?" Esme whispered.
For a moment, she forgot she was just a lab worker at a corporate event. Just a pencil pusher, a beaker holder. She felt like he could see straight through her, his eyes a deep amber. In this lighting, she almost thought they looked red. She blinked. No, that couldn't be.
"Miguel O Hara."
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All characters inside of Nueva York are owned by marvel. Story can be read without watching the movies or a basic understanding of Spider-Man. Minor themes of violence, gore, mentions of suicide. Steamy. Viewer discretion advised.
Cara Parks never knew what greatness was.
Until she was given the chance to experience it for a lifetime.
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Spiderman is gone.
He disappeared, without a trace, without a fight. He seemed to vanish out of thin air, and hasn't been heard of in two years. And he's never coming back. Never. The glory days of the webslinger are over, for good.
Nobody cares anymore though.
Nobody even remembers Spiderman anymore, it's like he was erased from everybody's mind in the city of New York. He's just a fairy tale, a legend of a great hero that never existed. He was never supposed to exist. And nobody is allowed to remember he was alive. Nobody.
But Cara Parks remembers. And she's the only one.
She made Spiderman a promise...a promise to protect New York. She took the mask for him. She became Spiderwidow...for him. Now she's the friendly neighborhood Spiderman...even though superheroes are illegal in the first place.
But something isn't right in New York, and Cara knows it's because of Spiderman's disappearance. People are dying, more and more, and the government won't do anything about it. They just seem to ignore all the recent murders, and everyone in New York ignores them as well. And the murder count just keeps getting higher.
Her city is in great danger...and Spiderwidow is the only left to save it.
But she can't do this alone.
All she has is the Spiderverse, a few familiar heroes, and a little bit hope...she has to save her New York, and all the other Spiderverses before it's too late. Before the government destroys all of the Spiderheroes, in New York, and in the Spiderverse. Before all of her new friends die..
Including her.
But Cara has never known what it's like to experience greatness before...
But greatness doesn't always come easily.
It comes within our hearts.
"With great power, comes great responsibility.."
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