Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. Except the ones I might create. But ALL Spider-Man characters belong to Marvel Comics.
So I couldn't find any Spider-Gwen fanfics, so here we are. This is my first fanfic, so bear with me... Anyway,let's go!
(P.S. This story, for now ,at least, takes place in Spider-Gwen #1.)
Chapter 1-
My mind wanders while I search. So, is this my life now? Swinging from place to place, running from my responsibilities to tangle with new ones this mask allows me? Hey. I'm Gwen Stacy. Secretly Spider-Woman whenever the opportunity arises. Currently I'm trading my Gwen responsibilities for my Spider-Woman ones, swinging around town, looking for this old flying dude who's been messing around in town. He attacked an officer last night, after which my father,captain of the NYPD, was "released" from his job and Officer Castle took over. The police haven't gotten much out of him, so I decided, being the responsible young Spider-Hero/Vigilante I am, I should act and take matters into my own hands, so I went on the prowl.
So here I am, hoping to get in good with the police by finding this "Vulture" guy. As of yet, I've found absolutely nothing helpful... And so ,bored, my mind decides to excite itself, and begins to become occupied with other things. More... Gwen-ny (that's not even a word, is it?) things... Like my band I belon- used to belong to,actually. I was the drummer for our high school indie group, The Mary Janes ,until I got kicked out for missing our first big gig. Sorry if I was busy saving your butts, everyone in attendance's butt, AND most importantly, my own father's butt from some big Russian weirdo! Of course, if I told the band that, they'd know my secret identity, and there would go my identity-is-unknown-to-the-public vigilante cool. Only my dad knows my secret...
Speaking of, there's a new train on the Gwen's Emotion Express called MY FATHER KNOWS MY SECRET IDENTITY. I told my father who was behind the mask (I'm behind the mask, in case you were wondering) after I saved his butt from the aforementioned Crazy Russian Dude. He got a bit of shock, which I kinda expected, but still wasn't prepared to receive. I can hardly imagine how it was for him though. I mean, finding out your own daughter, your own flesh and blood is the freaking vigilante you've been hunting for WHO KNOWS HOW LONG?! Dose of insanity for the guy.
As I tried to explain, he told me to leave before he changed his mind and started hunting me again. After that, some British dude showed up, trying his best to explain to me that there were these guys called Inheritors that were hunting down "spider-totems" and he needed my help to stop these guys from destroying all the Spider Powered people ever. Admittedly, most of it went over my head, but I decided to go with him to help. There I met multiple over Spiders like myself, Including one Peter Parker, Spider-Man. That was weird and kinda hurt emotionally... Reminded me of my mistakes... Anyways, we fought these "Inheritors" and eventually won and I was sent back here to my... Dimension ( still haven't gotten over the fact that there's other dimensions). After such a long absence people are wondering where I am...and that brings us to now.