Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone mentioned in this story. I am not being handed money for this. Please don't sue. I'm as poor as teenager spidey.

'Whe-where am I' A brunette teenager thought. He rubbed his eyes as he was standing in the middle of a dark abyss.

'Wh-whoa. Where the hell is this?' He thought to himself. He was shocked and surprised to be waking up to that, because last night he was sleeping in his own room.

'Peter Parker….' The abyss transformed into an old woman with a blind fold sitting on a throne that looks like a spider. She wore a red spandex outfit that the teenager couldn't even fully comprehend.

'Wha-what do you want from me' Peter's stuttered reply came. The old lady merely chuckled softly until she voiced her reply

' What makes you say I want anything from you? I'm only here to warn you Peter. The following months, survive that long.' Said the old lady amusingly

' W-wait, What do you mean by that? I don't understand? What or whos going to test me' Peter retorted, clearly he was confused about the old lady's warning.

'Good luck Peter, time is running out.' Was all that the Old lady said before a man in a victorian suit attacked her. The image dissapeared along with the Old lady. Although it was replaced by a ringning sound. It began to ring even louder until Peter couldn't take it anymore

'So this is gonna be one of those days huh.' Was all Peter said before he woke up.

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINnnNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGG"

" Agggghhhhh! Wha-" Peter exclaimed as he sat up his bed clearly shocked and scared by the dream he got.

" Oh, it's just my alarm clock." Peter muttered to himself as he clicked the stop button.

" Ughh, I should really stop watching Doctor who marathons at night." Groaned Peter. He quickly stood up from the bed and folded his red and blue bed sheet (because he messed it up pretty badly by twisting and turning at night.) and removed his red Pyjama/Pajama top.

"Ughh. What is it with me and red and blue." Peter grumbled to no one in particular as he removed his blue Pyjama/Pajama bottom. He then dressed up into his normal clothes (Blue jacket with black T-shirt underneath, brown slacks and red sneakers) and checked the time on his alarm clock, It read 7:05.

" Woah, for once, I didn't wake up late." Peter said in relief as he took one last look at himself at the mirror. His chestnut brown hair was in an acceptable position (to him atleast) his scrawny body was still scrawny, and his light brown eyes were a bit red 'Proably due to my late night sleep.' Peter thought .'Not bad for a sixteen year-old, I guess' Peter thought , And last but not least, wait, where was his glasses.

" Oh wait, I forgot ny bag and my glasses."

Peter quickly got his glasses on top of his desktop computer along with his Samsung Galaxy Grand Prime phone. He quickly scanned at the items in his room and got his bag beneath his bed and got out of his room in record speed.

Peter was a 16 year old boy who lived with his Aunt and Uncle. The reason for this was because he was orphaned by his parents at an early age for some undisclosed reasons. He lived in Forest Hills, Queens, Manhattan. Peter is also a very intelligent boy. So smart in fact, that he was able to skip two grades ahead and is now a senior high School student. Although, that doesn't nessesarily mean that life is all sunshines and rainbows for him

As Peter walked down stairs hurriedly he smelled fresh bacon and eggs he thought 'Thank God, I think uncle Ben's cooking today. I can't handle anymore of Aunt May's burnt creations.

Don't get him wrong , his Aunt was a good cook, As long as the ingredients didn't include cooking oil and it wasn't cooked on a frying pan. Otherwise though, she's good at baking and boiling and putting Thanksgiving dinner in an oven.

' Speaking of Aunt May….' Peter thought with a smile as he saw his Aunt drinking a cup of coffee whilst glaring at the back of his Uncle, as if trying to burn a hole through him.

"You know Ben, if you let me cook this time, I might consider giving you treat tonight…." A voice said, a bit seductively. This voice was coming from a blonde woman who had pale blue eyes . She stood at 5'9" and was around her later 30s and early 40s, although she looks like she just hit 30 because she looks very attractive. She was Peter's Aunt May.

"Nice try May. But the power of hunger outweighs the power of boners." Said another sarcastic voice. This time coming from a male voice. He was Peter's Uncle Ben. He stood at 5'11" had chestnut brown hair (with a few white hairs sticking out) and dark brown eyes to go with it. He wasn't anywhere near as attractive as his wife, but he was still decent. He looked like he was around his mid to late 30s.

Seeing as Aunt May calming technique # 1 didn't work (which was making her a cup of coffee), Peter quickly performed the Aunt May calming technique # 3. Flattering.

"What's the most beautiful woman in Queens doing right now?" Peter said with the maximum amount of charmingness in his voice.

" Oh you know trying to see if glaring at her husband will get him to let her cook breakfast." Aunt May said with an equal amount of sarcasm in her voice.

" May, honey, no offense but the last time you cooked breakfast you nearly burned down the house and prevented Peter from going to school, and you were cooking SPAM , which, might I add very hard to burn, let alone set on fire." Uncle Ben said amusingly while still cooking. This only got Aunt May to glare at her husband even harder. Peter just gulped and thought that this wouldn't end well.

"Oh yeah well—" Aunt May started before she was interrupted by the sound of the toaster finishing the toast.

" May , be a dear and get the toast from the toaster. Oh and Peter, do you like sunny side up or scrambled eggs?" Uncle Ben said, looking back at Peter. All he got was a 'you're dead' gesture. That is, until Aunt May turned around with a plate full of toast.

" Oh ah,um, sunny side-up please." Peter said quickly before Aunt May could see what he was doing.

As soon as his aunt set the plate full of toast on the table, Peter quickly grabbed two toasts as he he knew what was about to happen. Aunt May anger eating.

" Ah May, please save some for me-" Uncle Ben was cut off by his spouse.

" No toast for you! Oh and you're sleeping on the couch too." Aunt May said bossily as she stood up and put her hands on her hips.

"WHAT?! But why? I've been good!" The shocked Uncle Ben shouted as he nearly dropped the plate full of bacon and eggs. Peter knew better than to interrupt them when they were fighting, but he needed his lunch/and/or lunch money from them before Aunt May beats/shouts/hurls stuff at his uncle. So, he decided to step into the line of fire.

" Ah um Aunt may , Uncle Ben, I need either lunch or some money for school today." Peter said meekly.

" Wooden shelf, 2nd cabinet, besides the Captain America bobblehead." Aunt May replied sharply at Peter. He quickly went to get the wad of 1 dollar bills on the shelf and with a burst of speed got from the kitchen to the front door in seconds. But before he could touch the door handle, Uncle Ben appeared next to him with an equally impressive amount of speed.

"Ah May, I'll go and take Peter to school today, is that okay with you Peter?" Uncle asked peter with a pleading tone.

Peter just sighed and said:" Uh, yeah, sure Uncle Ben, I mean, I'm too early for the school bus anyway."

Aunt May just narrowed her eyes at them and replied:" Fine, go. But this isn't over Ben, not by a long shot.

" Y-yes dear." Uncle Ben replied with a gulp as he and Peter dissappeared from the doorway.

Once they were gone Aunt May grinned and pulled a seat and sat on it with her feet on the table. She grabbed a piece of bacon from Uncle Ben's plate and ate it.

" Ahh , works everytime." Aunt May said as she turned on the kitchen's TV.

" Breaking News, there has been another hostage situation at New York's Central bank at Midtown Manhattan. The criminal known as 'Electro' has struck once again .Said the male news reporter.

"On the scene we have Whitney Chang .Whitney what happened down their?" Asked the news reporter

" Thank you Chad, Captain George Stacy has officially stated that this 'meta human' named Electro has broken into the bank by sheer force. We now return to you Chad." Said Whitney

" Thank you Whitney. That's all the time we-"

Aunt May turned off the TV after that. She frowned and thought ' What has happened to this city'

" Phew, that was close. Thankfully the situation didn't escalate quickly." Uncle Ben said with relief as he rode his old red Ford Mustang through the streets of Manhattan. Peter just looked at him and said:

"Yeah, and whose fault was that?"

"Peter Benjamin Parker, it is far too early in the morning for you to sass me. I'll get more than enough of that from your Aunt when I get home. And if I remember correctly, you have a field trip today, it would be a shame if you don't make it their." Uncle Ben said threatiningly. Peter just sighed and replied with

"Fine although you do know that you left Aunt May at home. Alone. With the gasoline. And the rest of the bacon and eggs. Right?" His Uncles eyes bulged out of their sockets as if he just realized that.

" Crap. I forgot, atleast we're nearly at you're school, then I can FF7 my way back home." Uncle Ben said.

"Which FF7? Final Fantasy 7 or Fast & the Furious 7?" inquired Peter. Uncle Ben just slapped him at the back of his head .

" Use your head genius, we're in a car, now think carefully which of the two is it." Answered Uncle Ben sarcastically as he stopped in front of Peter's school, Midtown HighSchool.

"yeah yeah, I get, thanks Uncle Ben. Goodbye and goodluck. Oh and before I forget, the fire extinguisher is under my bed."

" Okay kiddo, goodbye."

Peter gave his uncle one last smile, and then he got out of the car.

It was still pretty early in the morning so the school bus that was going to take them on their fieldtrip to Oscorp was still away fetching the other students, meaning Peter's bullies were still away, and he probably won't get beat up/hassled/victimized yet.

As he went in his classroom only a few people were present. Thankfully though, some of them were his friends.

"Hey, Peter, you're pretty early for today." A teenager with red conrows for hair said. He was a caucasian male, around the height of 5'8", and was fairly skinny, although Peter was still scrawnier. He wore a lime green vest that looked like it was made out of wool, underneath it was a brown t-shirt. As for his lower body, he wore brown slacks and a pair of brown sneakers ' Atleast I think they look like sneakers." Thought Peter.

" Lemme guess, you're Aunt scared the living crap out of you and you're Uncle didn't she?" A female teenager snarkily said. She was of Asian descent, about 5'5" tall, and was pretty slim. She was wearing a black v-neck t-shirt with yellow lower body wear consisted skin-tight jeans and a pair of heels (with very low inclination). Oh, and she also had a pair of glasses like Peter.

"Good morning guys. Yeah, right on the money, Cindy. Oh and did you good on you're physics test Harry?

" Oh , for my standards it went well. For my Dad's standards it was unacceptable, A-, seriously." Harry said with an eyeroll

Cindy then started to copy Harry's posture and voice as she said: "Hey dad, I just got an A- from my physics test. Can you start to love me now? I heard the Park has nice weather today. Maybe we can play ball or something."

By now Peter had removed his glasses and put it in his jacket's pocket, his posture turned into that of a gentleman's as he spoke with firmness.

"Son," Peter then paused and narrowed his eyes as Cindy fake shuddered into his gaze. "I am sorely dissapointed with your grades. We are Osborns! We are the absolute best. We are not bested by an orphaned bastard like that Peter Parker kid or that foolish immigrant, Cindy Moon!"Peter charaded along with Cindy. But that was the point where Harry stopped the two of them.

" Har dee har har, guys,having fun messing with a guy with daddy issues?" Harry asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, I think he's had enough Pete. So are you to bozos excited for our fieldtrip today?" Inquired Cindy once she stopped laughing.

"I'm ,like, sooooooo excited. I've never been to Oscorp before." Harry said with an exagerrated sarcasm-laced voice. Peter and Cindy just rolled their eyes at Harry's reply.

"Well I for one—" Peter started, but he was interrupted by a loud ringing sound indicating that it was time for class, but for those who were going to the fieldtrip, there was an announcement.

" Attention all 4th year highschool students, please report to the parking lot of the school. I repeat all 4th year highschool students, please report to the parking lot of the school. Thank you very much that is all." Announced a monotone voice from the classroom and hallway speakers.

" Well that's our cue." Cindy said.

"That's the most cliché' thing I've heard you say." Peter replied while shaking his head.

Harry just sighed exasperatedly and announced: " Alright you two, it's too early for your flirting sessions."

Both Cindy and Peter blushed and just went out of the room quietly.

Peter & his friends arrived at the school's parking lot along with a bunch of other students from other sectionns. There were only three school buses at the parking lot, and there were about 92 students . There were labels on the school buses per each section, A,B, and C.

"Oh, theres the school bus with A!" Peter exclaimed to his friends.

"I would say good eye, but that's not true is it?" Cindy replied hastily as she and Harry quickly followed Peter.

" Hahaha. But seriously though guys, we should really hurry up now. We don't want to be stuck in the middle seats of the school bus." Harry spoke out. They passed/bumped/ weaved through the crowd of students receiving a few responses of "F*ck you", "Watch where you're going four eyes.", " Watch it, jerk."

Finally they arrived next to school bus A. There was a short line in front of it with the teacher standing next to the bus' doorway.

'Probably asking for permssion slips.' Peter thought. His silent hunch was proven correct , because a few moments later, Peter himself was ordered by the class' teacher to give the permission slip. Peter fumbled his backpack looking for it. And after a few moments he gave his signed permission slip to the teacher.

After he entered the school bus, he saw that the backseat still wasn't taken.

'Woah, that's shocking, usually the backseat was the first to be seated on.' Peter thought. He looked at the students who were already seated, they were all so quiet. In fact , too quiet."
'Oh great, there's probably a prank at the back seat. Too bad. I guess Harry, Cindy, and I won't be sitting together then. Cuz each seat can only hold two people at once." Peter silently deduced. He quickly found a seat two rows away from the backseat and signaled for his friends to go near him.

"Pete, why didn't you sit at the back it's perfect there." Harry whispered quietly.

for a few seconds until she beamed in realization.

" Ahhh. Ok. I get what you're saying Pete. I'll go sit across from you guys." Cindy whispered back at them with a grin.

" What does she mean by-" Harry's response was cut short by Peter who just shhhed him and pointed at one poor unsuspecting student.

"Look carefully at what's going to happen to Richard Rider over there."

Harry looked back from his seat to watch the student named Richard Rider sit down at the backseat. The moment he sat down a noisy POP sound came from under his seat. The poor student was so shocked that he jumped up and hit his head on the roof of the school bus.

"Hahahahahahaha." The students inhabitting the the school bus laughed and pointed at poor Richard Rider who just glared at them in response.

"Ooooohhh. So that's what you were talking about. How did you know?" Harry asked Peter.

" When you get bullied and pranked by Flash and his friends all the time, you learn to be paranoid." Peter answered with a grin.

"Speaking of Flash, where is he?" Harry asked to no one in particular. Peter stood from his seat and quickly looked around the school bus.

"Ahh. I found him. Luckily, he's in front. Along with Kong and Ionello. " Peter answered back.

" That's good. The three stooges are far away from us." Peter just chuckled in response.

" Alright, students just settle down now. We're going to start our fieldtrip and go to Oscorp. –sigh- I don't get paid enough for this shit." Announced the teacher.

"Finally." Peter said with excitement.

" Okay you little bastards. We're here. So get your filthy asses out of this bus now!" The teacher shouted out to the students in the bus, clearly having enough of their shenanigans.

"Two lines ya little sh*ts. If you're on the left side of the bus, left line. If you're on the right side, right line. Got that you idiots?" The teacher shouted, this time with a megaphone.

The students quickly filed out in two lines. After they stepped out of the bus, they were greeted by the sight of a humongous skyscraper. It's colors were mainly onyx black and green, and it had the word OSCORP on the upper-most levels.

"Put you're jaws back in you're mouths, the time for gaping is over." The teacher shouted again with the megaphone.

The students winced at the sound of the loud teacher's voice, for it was very annoying. Before they could say anything the teacher quickly marched up to Oscorp's front door. A single guard came to stop her. A very large and muscular one at that.

"Ma'am, I'm going to have to see you're identification before you can enter Oscorp." The guard said gruffly.

"Oh, um, we're here for a fieldtrip." The teacher said clearly intimidated. She fumbled around with her purse. Until she found what she was looking for: A wad of permission slips. She then quickly handed it over to the guard.

" Um here it is Mr…" The teacher paused as if to ask for the guard's name.

"Grimm, . Thank you for your cooperation and welcome to Oscorp." The guard said , sounding irritated at the teacher.

The students quickly followed after t he teacher, the guard checking their names, using the permission slip as a reference point. The guard paused suddenly as he read a name.

"Johny Storm. Is their a Johny motherf*cking Storm here." Said the guard. He sounded as if he was gritting his teeth.

" Hey ben I'm right here. How's Alicia doing, still putting up with you're ugliness? Oh and by the way, my middle name isn't motherf*cker." Replied a handsome-looking blonde boy, his tone clearly showing his being amused.

"If you weren't related to Susie I'd strangle you right now." The guard practically growled out.

Before Johny ceacher could retort, the the teacher scolded him. The rest of the students didn't even try to antagonize the guard. They clearly knew the wiser.

The tour of Oscorp practically went without a hitch, that is until they got to the spider exhibit.

" Woah, that's a lot of spiders." Exclaimed Harry. "These must be new beacause I haven't seen them before."

" Hohoho, sweeeeet christmas. Almost every species in the Arachnid kingdom is here." Peter said gleefully.

" You're right Pete, even a golden weaver spider is here." Cindy replied with equal gleefullness.

" Uh-oh guys, trouble at 6 o' clock." Harry said, as he noticed Flash and his goons quickly aproaching them.

"Crap, -sigh- I knew it was too good to be true." Peter said with a sigh.

At that point Flash and Co. was already behind them. He smirked at them smugly, clearly planning something. Peter and his friends felt intimidated. Why? Because what Flash lacked in intelligence, he clearly made up for in athleticism. He was around 6'3" and was wearing Midtown high's red varsity jacket. Underneath the varsity jacket was a white v-neck t-shirt, showing his huge muscles to the world. His choice of pants was also clearly just to show of his leg muscles and well toned butt. His foowear was a black Nike air shoes with high-cut.

" Well, well, well, if it isn't the frankenstein and his bride." Flash said with a condesending tone.

"Oh come on Flash leave them alone." Harry said

" Shut up Osborn this doesn't concern you." Said two jocks behind Flash. Those two were Kenny Kong and Jason Ionello. To put it simply, Kong is fat, and Ionello is lean.

" Wow Flash, I never thought I'd see the day that you'd use words with 3 syllables." Peter quickly retorted. Harry and Cindy just looked at him and gave him the 'you're F*cked' signal. Flash sneered in contempt and leaned in closely at Peter.

" You may think you're something special Parker, just because you skipped two grades. But in fact you're nothing, nobody in this school likes you, except for those two that's hanging around with you. So you better learn to keep your mouth shut, because I'll make sure you do." Flash whispered threateningly.

" Flash, I know you don't like me, you've been telling me that for the past 3 months, ever since school started. And I think you've made you're point clear." Peter rretorted back quietly.

"Oh, but I don't think I've emphasized it enough. Come on guys, lets go, the nerdyness in the air is getting to me." Flash finished shoving Peter lightly to emphasize his point.

"Wow, Pete, Just wow." Harry said. He was shocked that Peter was able to handle Flash on his own.

"I know right? I didn't think Flash could use big words like emphasize. Although his grammar was still wrong when he said nerdyness." Cindy said with a smile.

Peter and Harry just laughed at Cindy's joke, unaware that when Flash shoved Peter to one of the Spider exhibits, a spider crawled into Peter's jacket.

"Alright you little sh*ts, time's up, we're going. Now. Hurry you're slow asses to the school bus now, unless you're going home by yourselves." Yelled their teacher through a megaphone.

"Well, guys, this is the end of the line for me, considering that I live in Oscorp's top floor and all. You lovebirds have fun.

"Oh,um, yeah goodbye Harry." Peter said with a blush.

"What he said."muttered Cindy while blushing.

Harry just chuckled in response and waved them off.

After that, the two friends hurried to the school bus, not wanting to get left behind. As they got out of Oscorp they saw all the school buses already on their ways out. Peter squinted his eyes and saw a familiar blonde jock putting his arm out the window and giving him the middle finger.

" Sonuva B*tch." Peter whispered under his breath.

"I dunno Peter, I think he's a Motherf*cking piece of shi*t." Cindy growled out angrily.

" Hey Cin, do ya want the good news or the bad news?" Peter turned to her.

" Err, gimme the good news first." Cindy asked.

" Aunt May works super close around here." Peter said.

"Really? What's the bad news?" Cindy replied.

"Her job is being a mechanic of cars, motorcycles, and other stuff. Plus, her vehicle is a P-CJ60 motorcycle." Peter responded.

"Well sh*t then."

"But I think she has a side car, I dunno though."

A few mishaps and deleted scenes later.

"Phew, We're –pant- finally –pant- here." Peter said, obviously exhausted.

" Ya. At Cage's Mechanics. Who the hell is that?" Cindy asked Peter.

"That's Uncle Luke, he's got some issues though, so if you see em inside, please don't sass him." Replied Peter.

"Lead the way then." Cindy responded.

Peter sighed, and quickly entered the door. There was a ring that was let out when Peter opened it, surely it was a bell. Peter and Cindy looked around The shop, it was filled with oil, gasoline containers, various rotors, tubes and more.

"Can I help you two?" Came aan obviously feminine voice. She was leaning on top of the counter with a smile that rivaled a cheshire cat, she was wearing a name tag saying Hi I'm Misty. She then brushed her jet black hair to her shoulders and stood up, obviously around 5'8"

"Oh, hey um Misty, I'm looking for my Aunt is she still working?" Peter inquired.

" Sure thing Peter, I think she's just about done working." Misty replied almost flirtatiously. She then winked at Peter (something that didn't go unnoticed by Cindy) and left the room.

" Thanks Misty." Peter said before Misty left the room.

" Who the hell is Misty? " Cindy growled out to Peter. She was, obviously upset. But for the likes of Peter,(who are dense as f*ck) he didn't know why.

"Oh she's a friend of mine. I only see her though when I go here." Peter answered, clearly not noticing that Cindy was a bit pissed.

" What friend? I thought Harry and I were you're only friends." Cindy asked, now she was really angry, not because Peter didn't tell her about Misty, but because he was so dense he failed to notice the following:

A: Misty is flirting with Peter

B: Peter doesn't seem to notice that Cindy is pissed, and what she is pissed at.

" Well excuuuuuuse me for having a lot more friends than expected. And if you ask, here's a couple of friends of mine that you don't know about: Hobie Brown the black kid from physics class, Jessica Jones from the school paper, and Mary Jane, my neighbor.

Cindy was about to retort, but Aunt May finally came into the room. She was wearing a leather jacket that accentuated her assets very well, fingerless gloves, and skinny jeans that complimented her curves. As for footwear, she was wearing black leather boots with medium length heels.

Upon seeing Peter's VERY good looking Aunt, Cindy became self-conscious and hugged her arms . There was no possible way she would look like that, or so Cindy thought. But of course life had other plans.

" Sup, Peter, Cindy." Greeted Aunt May.

"Good evening, Mrs. Parker." Cindy replied.

" Uh Yeah, hi Aunt May. Listen, we sorta need a favor, the school bus left us and we couldn't get home so, can you take us home please?"

" Fine kiddo, but who's gonna ride the sidecar?" Aunt may asked rhetorically with a feral grin.

Few minutes later

" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAghhhhhhh." Peter screamed into the cool night air, he sounded a bit like a female though.

" WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!" Cindy yelled in excitement, obviously enjoying Aunt May's incredibly-fast-weaving-through-traffic-beating-stoplights style of driving, unlike Peter.

"MRS. PAAAARRRRKEER! Just stop their on that Korean market!" Cindy shouted out.

"OKKKAAAY!" replied Aunt May.

Instead of stopping , Aunt May spun the motor cycle (plus sidecar) Around an almost 360 angle, and did the best parallel parking that both Cindy and Peter had ever seen. Unbeknownst to them however, was that the spider that was in Peter's jacket bit him while the motorcycle was spinning, and it quickly fell on Cindy's bag.

"That was awesome! We should do this again Mrs. Parker." Cindy exclaimed as she got up from behind Aunt May.

"Please, call me Aunt May." Aunt May responded with a smile.

" Okay Aunt May. Bye Peter see ya on Monday." Cindy said waving at him as she entered the Korean market. Peter just waved back, fighting the urge to throw up.

"Oh don't be such a baby Peter, I wasn't going that fast. " Said Aunt May.

Peter just gave her an incredulous look and said:

"Let's just go home."

Couple of minutes later, Forest hills, Queens. Peter's house.

"Ahhhh, home sweet home." Aunt May said.

" Urgh. Aunt May. I think I'm going to go straight to sleep now, I'm not feeling well." Peter said, a mixture of the spider bite and the vertigo was making him feel awful.

" Hah, you're such a wimp." Aunt May said while playfully punching his arm.

Peter then climbed upstairs quickly, not even asking where his Uncle is. And made a mad dash towards his room. Peter just took off his shoes and jacket, entered his room and fell asleep on the bed quickly.

Peter's dream

Great, I'm back here. Again. Peter thought.

'What the hell?' Peter said as the dark abyss he was standing on morphed into a weird spider-like man wearing blue and red tights.

' This is your destiny.' A voice whispered to him.

And just like that he was gone from his dream.

A/N Hello, this is my first story on this website so no please, no flames. Stick around for more, I promise it gets better.