These characters rightfully belong to Marvel and Nickelodeon/Burch Hartman
And be warned this is my first 'Yaoi'/Fanfiction book.. So take it easy on me please... ( -_- ' )
And I will be having the help of my sister (@FrostPhantomNeko) to help me with my Danny Phantom facts, since I'm very rusty(and can't remember all of the facts about him..)
So I hope you enjoy this first try at a book like this!!! :)
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A young boy, most likely of age eighteen, on the brink of manhood. With his pure white hair and glowing green eyes, was looking at a odd map of doors and floating realms of great variety. He sighed and then decided to point to a random spot, it's not like he had anything else left to do really..The Ghosts, some of them at least, had fianlly stopped attacking his hometown. With that thought in mind he shrugged and pointed to the random spot saying in his deep voice. "Take me there"
As soon as he appeared in the random area he pointed too, he looked around seeing nothing but a blank, empty, desolate, green void. He blinked a few times, clearly confused by this and muttered quietly to himself, "It's...An empty realm..?"
He blinked his glowing green eyes seeing an odd door in the distance, and with him being both bored and curious about this... He floated towards it slowly, getting a rather good look at it, it had many little spiders craved into the old gaint tall door. But what was odd about it was that there was a even bigger spider that was in the middle of it. Odd.. He thought to himself then went even closer until feeling the sudden urge to touch it..
He gasped when the door flung open and he was suddenly being sucked into the odd, slightly old, looking door. Soon enough he lost his grip on a hand-sized piece of a floating island then was pulled into a swirling array of blue, greens, and whites the door closing shut right as the young man's glowing greens closed shut....
He had passed out..
"Who's this?" Spiderman points to an old polaroid on my desk.
I glance at it, before going focusing back on Spider's shoulder, "Just a boy I was friends with in high school. He kinda just disappeared after his girlfriend died though."
"Oh. Were you close?"
I shrugged, the old feeling of bitterness reentering my heart after so many years. "I would have called us best friends, but I guess not close enough for him to want my help."
"I'm sure he just didn't want to hurt you."
"Whatever, I'm over it."
"You still have his picture."
"I said I'm over it, Spiderboy! He left, he's not my friend anymore! Not like you won't do the same thing when you leave here tonight. I helped you, and now you have no use for me. Just like Peter."
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You used to be best friends with Peter Parker. That was until he met Gwen Stacy and fell in love. And when she died due to a freak accident, Peter left you for good. You were on your own now, and you preferred it that way. No one was going to hurt you now, you just had to get through med school and you'd be a-okay.
At least so you thought. Exactly five years after the death of Gwen Stacy you find a beaten-up Spiderman laying on your porch. He could barely get out a word before you led him into your apartment and helped him clean up. After that fateful night, Spiderman would pay you almost nightly visits to fix him after his nightly patrols each night.
You couldn't help to get close to the masked man. But there was always that underlying fear that he was just using you as your other friends had? Or was there actually a friendship? As the months went on you found yourself falling for the superhero. Surely this was bound to end in disaster.
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Warnings: mentions of blood/gore/vomiting, some cussing, there will be no smut of any kind so don't ask
Disclaimer: I do not own Spiderman or any characters related to Spiderman