The tornado sirens went off one Friday afternoon. While most people thought it was a drill, a few were rushing around, trying to get to safer ground. I was one of those. I was searching for my Aunt. My name is Peter Parker and I'm here to tell you of the day I lost everything. My friends, my team, my family, and my life.
Of course, I'm not dead, but I was dang near close. I am one of one hundred and three survivors, that survived the most devastating tornado in the world. The one person I knew was J. Jonah Jameson. Let's just say I'm not his biggest fan. He hates Spider-Man and I AM Spider-Man.
My Aunt May died. Seeing someone you love die for a unatural reason is the most devastating thing ever. It's even worse when they die in your arms. Nick Fury(not surprisingly) refused to let me try and help him. He said my team needed me. They probably did, but by the time I got there only Luke a.k.a Power Man was conscious. He told me to go find M.J. and Harry, then passed out.
I found Harry, but he wouldn't let me help him. He still hated Spider-Man. Knowing no one else would ever know this, I told him who I really was. He couldn't believe it. We hugged and did a apology toss, as he called it. Then a piece of flying debris hit his head and killed him.
M.J.'s reaction was one of mixed feelings. She was happy, sad, angry, and amazed all at the same time. Happy that Spider-Man was someone she trusted. Sad that I didn't tell her earlier("it would have been a great scoop" were her exact words). Angry I didn't just plain out tell her. Amazed that I was the one saving Manhattan 24/7. We hugged and then she pushed me away saying I had city o save.
I reluctantly walked away. After saving about 30 citizens, I finally got hurt myself. And boy did it hurt! Flying debris was a big danger. Everyone knew that. But sometimes you can't control what's going to happen. You just let nature do its thing.
I saved a few more people, before I finally blacked out. New York City was destroyed. I had nothing left and had barely escaped with my life. Only 103 survivors and I one of them. And that's how I ended up on the outskirts of Cheyenne, Wyoming. That's how I became the Ultimate Spider-Man.
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