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Chapter 10 - Home

(Earth-1610)

Parker Resident (6:00pm)

Peter fell on the cold concrete sidewalk. He was wearing his normal Spidey-suit, fresh red and blue. He glances to the dim lamppost, seeing moths swarming the small light. He stands, and looks at the strange watch that was given to him, futuristic, and rhymes with his colors.

His ears catches muffles. He looks and stands in front of May's House. He scratches his head, and walks to the window. it was shaded from inside, which made him frown. He glances at the doorbell.

Might as well.

He webs the doorbell. It rings throughout the house, the chatters begins to silence. The Door creeks.

A Girl peaks out. Her hair was blonde, one side was shaved, her eyes were as blue as the sea. She was wearing a Spider-Men outfit! Instead, it was black and white. She grins at Peter, as his stomach fuels.

"Hey, You're here!" She said.

"Miles's here?" A small pig dress like Spider-Man appears by her shoulder, "Oh. It's Peter."

Peter's grasps his stomach. His eyes catches onto another Spider-Man, all blue. Peter's gapes, and his mouth was a balloon.

"Can I use the Toilet?!" He said, as he rush passes the three Spider-Men.

Didn't my Doc tell me not to drink sugar two times a day? He told me I get stoned.

4 2

Taxi Cab (6:30pm)

"Never seen ye like this."

Miles's body was hunched in the back seat. Rocking back and forth. clutching his leg, for every blood that wanted to burst, and his face was numbed.

Miles had a feeling that he couldn't describe, it only sounded bad as his father would bellowed him. but not to him maybe, to him, it's not that way. But he feels the need too.

"Thanks." He says, as he glances at the rear-view mirror, feeling the stiffness in his neck.

"Shame on dem protesters, like a goddamn cult." The Driver said.

"Yeah?" Miles said. "Should I care?"

"'aybe, but don't chu listen' to em." The Driver's said, "They'd use everythin' they got, till you say 'No More.' And fuck JJ! He's every amount of delusional hypocrite that he is!"

"I would keep your eyes on the road, man." He said, as his senses tingle, noticing the driver not looking at the road. The car approaches a large trailer, as he slams his brakes.

"Thanks." He said.

Twenty-five minutes later, they arrive in the small town of Queens right in front of May's house.

It was exact how it was, not destroyed. Repairs must've murdered her bank account. Miles imagined a knuckle to his face, stupid.

"Money." The driver said.

He exits the taxi, limping with only one leg.

"Money!" The Driver said, as he rolls down his window. Miles rolls his eyes. Reaches into his jacket, and pats his pockets.

"Oh. Sorry, I don't have any. Money." He said.

The Driver frowns, and makes a small smirk, "I guess. What the hell you're Spider-Man. I'll. cya 'round?"

"Yeah." Miles begins to walk.

"Wait! One Thing!" The Driver said. "Don't be like him, the other guy, cause you're not. Remember you're Police Property. Your. a slave to them. And when they have everything they need, they'll cast you out." The Driver looks back to the road, "Be careful."

He drives away. Leaving a cloud of dust in front of Miles, as he looks towards May's home and sighs.

He limps to the front Porch. As his spider-senses goes off. He looks behind him. Nothing.

"Why am I doing this." He said.

He stuffs his hands under the Welcome rug and takes out an extra key. He puts the key in the slot. The Door wasn't closed right. Strange. It's been opened.

He creeks the door, and peaks in. Darkness, with only a dim lamp shimmering. His brain still fuzzy as he hears voice, that made him press his head. He enters, and the pain grows, he limps, clutching the sofa. His head intense to where he falls to his knees, and wraps his head.

"Hey!"

He snaps up, and his eyes couldn't deceive any longer to process. His eyes painted six people, all dressed up like him, one was a pig, one was an anime girl, another was a tall and Noir like, one had a green coat, and then the last was a Girl like him, that he had sworn he'd seen her. The blonde hair and one side was shaved, made his heart run like a Mustang.

His eyes couldn't bare to pave away, they only grew dimmer, as a shadow comes forward, and Miles falls into darkness.

4 2

Spidey-Lair (7:00pm)

"There has never been an incident in two years till yesterday in Brooklyn. More than fifty Students were injured during the attack by the group of intruders. Police couldn't make it on time to catch them. NNC interviewed the Principle after the attack."

"As the Principle of Visions Academy. Our Teachers and myself take responsibility to care for their children, for their education, and their future. Where was this Spider-Man? I'll Tell you. I saw him fly across from us. Not paying attention to the destruction of our School! He may not be the Spider-Man we once had! But he is no Hero! And I blame him."

Tobey lets out a shiver breeze and hits the pause on a computer screen that was twice the size as any normal laptop. Why don't I have something like this. He spins in the chair, and glances at the Lair, the small Gym with thousands to millions of weights lying on the glossy floor, and the custom suits that were displayed in glass boxes, that made his eyes itch. His ears were irritating to finds Cindy slurping on a large cup.

"Why would I give a damn about this menace! He's put children in danger anyways!" Tobey turns to find Tom slouched on the other screen not too far from him, "He's a coward! A straight booboo! And what else? Those were the same crooks he fought on Day 18! Wherever He is. I hope he feels the hate he is getting by the media and those."

Tobey shoots a web at the off button. It made Tom jump. He stared at the black screen, that made Tobey scratches his head.

"Can you put it back?" Tom said.

Tobey sits as an old man would, and crosses his legs, "Ya know. Every time I feel wronged. I stare at something. Thinking of something that, didn't make me feel good. You. Are staring at your latte, ya know?"

"It's just. This Miles guy."

"Miles?"

"The Spider-Man of this universe."

"Oh. So getting Nathan's was making and excuse huh?"

"I know!" He stands and paces. "Our Lifespans are shrinking every month! May, and Ned, and, MJ. I would never see them again! Then I found him and I. I saw everything he's has been through. I dunno."

"What ya mean?"

"I dunno. Just, somethings could've been done better?"

Tobey closes his and sighs, as his heart turn numb. "Sometimes, we have to give up the things we dreamed off."

Tom glances to him. "what did that cost you?"

He purses his lips. "Every little thing, my heart, that's how much."

A Siren echoes through the lair, Tobey turns the Computer on to find May, pounding the door hard.

"Peter. I mean, Tobey!" She said.

He snatches the Comm and raises the antenna. "Yeah, May?"

"Remember that Spider-Man I told you about? He's here, But he's hurt."

"How Bad?" Tom said.

"Bad." May reveals the Spider-Man, held by other people like them. The Spider-Man was black and red. His suit was ripped, soaked in blood. Tobey's skin crawls through his spins. He senses Tom running for the elevator.

4 2

(7:20pm)

Miles hands feel like tremors of the earth. His leg couldn't stop hurting, as he couldn't see or hear, maybe mumbles, but very low for him to hear. He opens his eyes, his vision was blurry, but his hearing has gotten better.

His visons clears, as he looks at faces, that were familiar to him. His spider-senses enthralls that it gave him goosebumps.

"Huh. You're like me." He said, "Why does this feel familiar?"

"Well what do you think we are?"

Miles glances to a Blue and Red Spider-Man, and two others dressed like the traditional red and blue Spider-man. He squints as if he was seeing twins.

"What are you?"

"We're Spider-Man!" They said.

"I think he already knows that." said Peter Parker, wearing his suit that was overlayed with a green coat. Miles recognized him as Peter B. Parker.

"Really? Is this a costume party?!" his senses tingles, he glances at a small girl, who was Asian, and had big brown eyes. She was slurping on a large cup. He screams and sits up.

"Cindy No!" Tobey backs the girl away, as she hides behind his leg.

"Wait, wait. You're actually spider-people?" He said.

"Don't you remember me?" A Spider-Man that was around his age came forward, "Oh! Is it the Mask?"

He pulls his mask, revealing a teen with scruffy brown hair, and eyes that matches Peter B's. His Spider-Senses goes off, No. No.

"Oh, and It's Just Tom, by the way. It's that fact that There are some many Me's and. Is he okay?"

Miles pushes himself off, from the bench. He looks and finds that the half part of his suit was gone. His shoulders were slitted, and remembers what happened. His breathing blisters. he pats his face, feeling grooves and bumps.

"Miles you have to rest." A calm soothing voice says.

"This can't be happening, I though. OW!" He clutches his knee, and felt a shift in his joints. He reels back, hugging his knee. He feels two hands reeling him down, as Peter B. lifts his other leg.

"You, need to rest Kid."

His back was flat, his eyes feel heavy. He feels soft hands that were gloved with spandex. It's was like a pillow. He feels skin, and lips.

"Miles, that's my face." He looks into the direction of a Spider-Girl with beautiful aqua eyes. Her gazes made him reel away, and gapes.

"Gwen! I. That was, definitely unintentional."

She grins a little and shakes her head, his cheeks couldn't help but glow pink. He glances at Porker, Peter B, Peni, and Noir.

"Huh. It's been that long."

"Not for me. It was, what not too long ago. A year." Gwen said, tapping his arm.

"It's been a while. Four years for me. Wait. Lemme check, here." Peter pulls out a manuscript of Chapter 9 and rips though the pages, "Oh Wait nope it's been two. So! Things haven't changed."

"MJ?" said Miles.

"Nope. But we're still friends, so."

"It's been six, for me." Noir takes out a small rubik cube, with all six sides matching. "and I uh. Finished it."

Miles stares at the completed cube, "How'd figured it out?"

"Wizard of Oz."

"Not even a Cartoon." Porker zooms to Noir's shoulder.

"Tunes are for Kids,"

Porker frowns, reaches into his hammer space, and takes a long drag of Cigar and puffs into his face. "Are they?"

"I don't smoke, Pig."

"Pig?" Porkers face fills with red and smokes steams from his ears, "That's It!"

Porker and Noir tumbles around in the dust, as Peni sighs and SP/DR walks to them.

"Hasn't been that long for me. At least three months." Said Peni.

Miles raises an eyebrow as May tosses him a big white Tee shirt and throws it on.

"Since when did they get like that?"

"Ever Since Miguel gave us these Goobers. Things got complicated." Gwen said.

"Goober?"

"It's this thing." Gwen shows a wristwatch that was Pink and Black, like any normal watch, but with a dial in the middle.

"It suits ya. Is that how ye got here?"

"Yeah, Basically."

"Hey Miguel? Can I get a bigger Ben 10 watch? This feels small." Peter said, wriggling his Goober.

"It's not a Ben 10 watch! How many times do I have to say it!"

The Red Sirens sounds off. The elevator drops. The Spiders were all fists ready as Noir and Porker stopped fighting. The plate reaches the bottom.

Out walks a tall scrawny man, looks into a paper bag, and stutters when he eyes the Spider-Gang.

"Shit." He said.

"Andy. Where've you've been?" Tobey said.

"I had to pick up things relax." Andy pulls a medication canister. "Who's this for?"

May veers her head towards Miles, as he frowns.

"Him?"

"Me? No! I don't remember having any medications." Miles said.

"Apparently. By the way, how well you slept last night?" said May.

"Fine. Why do you wanna know?"

"Well. You talk in your sleep sometimes."

"Pfft. No I don't."

"Well those Words came from Ganke. He hears you say Aaron this. I'm sorry this."

"What?! What is this?" Miles takes the Canister from Andy and checks the name of the medicine. Paroxetine. Anyone with potential symptoms and post traumatic events, Has to take one pill per day.

He groans and slaps his busted face and lies flat and feels a long stretch that made his wounded leg num.

"Paroxetine?" Gwen said. "Isn't he suppose eighteen."

"Depends."

Miles sits, "May, I don't need this."

"Then why, after fifty missed calls, you decide to come here?"

Fifity? Lemme see. Miles pulls his phone out.

"Put that thing away Morales!"

Miles gapes and chucks his phone away.

"Why?!"

"It's Complicated!" He walks to the computer desk feeling his heart jittering, and his skin crawling.

"Really? The scars, that leg, and your face! What's been happening!"

He crawls into a ball, facing the other way.

"Wait. Depends?" Peter said, "Miles. Your fourteen!"

"Sixteen. It's been two years too."

"Miles what do ya mean by complicated?" Gwen said.

He sighs. "It's been like that for a year."

"Yeah but what do you mean?"

Miles hears a TV turn on, and hears it was the news, and recognizes the voice. JJ.

"Welcome Back! This is hour number two of The Jameson Podcast, as we are gonna dive right into breaking news! Visions Academy has been attacked by a nuance of large scale Criminals! Half the building was damage. More than fifty students injured. Ten of them are missing. So Where's Spider-Man in all this? Nowhere! In fact, nobody hasn't even seen him! As a matter of fact, he just flew by the scene. Sources say. it looked like he didn't care!"

"Why are we even listening to this. Turn that off!" Peter said.

"Oh By the by! Mass Riots going on, calling justice, calling for prayers for these poor students. Anti-Spider-Man protester and peacemakers have turn the streets of New York into a warzone! Peter Parker would be disappointed."

Miles veers as all of Spiders stares at the screen like deer's in headlights. He turns back around, as his eyes waters and sniffles.

"That's how it's been, ya know? All the time."

"Miles."

"Just leave him." May said. "He needs rest."

Miles sighs, Peter did too and Miles lays, not closing his eyes. He catches Gwen eyes. Then closes his eyes, not wanting anymore tears.

"So How did you get here?" Peter said.

"Well. it's kind of a long story." Tom said.

4 2

(10 minutes of storytelling later!)

"Well maybe not that long."

Miles straps a large band around his leg, that was steaming him, he also bit a towel, glances at Miguel, with a small USB in his hand.

"Gang! Got something for ya." He sticks the USB into the computer. it displays a large voice memo, Miles raises an eyebrow.

"Took ya long enough." It said.

"Shut Up." Miguel said, typing away.

"Aww, not even a warm welcome back? Mmmm, I see how it is."

"Just upload the video Lyla."

"That's Honey, Honeybun!"

"Why can't you just!" Miguel slams the desk, and sighs, "Can you. Just upload. The video. Honey."

"Will do, Honey." Lyla imprints a smiley face.

Miles tucks his leg, he glances at Andy, giving Cindy one pill. Ain't she young for that?

He looks to Noir, who was pushing Porker from his face. He looks to Gwen as she catches his glance, he snaps back to the screen.

"Done!"

The video was displayed on the big screen. Everyone gathers as Miguel resumes the video.

"They're looking for you. I know it's common, and I know you're a hard one to find, to them, it's easy. I don't know where you are, but I heard about three unidentified individuals in New York City, wearing Spider-Man outfits, Swinging in public. They seem to know what they are, where they come from. They were hard to find as well. During the program, the children's grew older, becoming more complicated. The Company trained them to kill. But they didn't want to kill. A soldier, who will not fight is useless. Almost twenty children try to escape, but never made it. Inside this building a Scientist name 'Jackal' created something more powerful. Some say it was. without a soul. They must've been successful. Two weeks later, they told us to shut the program down. Scientist and nurses band against the company to save as many children as we can. We found a safe house, near the Hudson River. If you're watching this, it means that I'm dead. The location of this new Collider is out of my knowledge. But you can try to look in Boston, it's the companies new home. I lied about Cindy. She is not my child. But I love her to death, and will protect her. If you're asking another way. There is no other way. She doesn't belong here. Please, I beg you. Stop them. Take her home."

The video ends, with Ezekiel pressing the stop button.

Miles was above clouds, couldn't feel anything from his brain, it was dark, and swollen by the video. He looks to the others, even they couldn't even get words out.

"Just because there's no way, doesn't mean there is, right?" Peter said.

Cindy collapses with swirls of colors, disoriented, as she screams, sounding like a computer stuttering. It stops as the Three Peters run to her.

"That's a Negative." Miguel said. "Remember the video man. She doesn't belong here."

Andy squints and purses his lips. "Didn't he said she came from China?"

"First off it's Japan. Second off, We dunno who's blood she's got. Her universe is unknown. We'll have to check Alchemax files if we want to know."

Noir walks forward with his hands on his chin. "So this Collider is now in Boston?"

Porker hops on Noir's shoulder wearing leprechauns clothing, "Watching Tv, Mate? Where's mah Clicker!"

Noir swats Porker off his shoulder. "And this Collider is said to be pretty tough. Not Surprise, if Lady Ock is still around."

"So we have to go to Boston right?" Gwen said.

"Yeah, but we can't risk going out in public." Miguel said.

"We can swing." Porker said.

"And risk more evidence of the existence of the Multiverse? Nope. That can't happened."

"What do you mean?" Peter said.

Miguel slaps his head and sits. "This multi-verse only knows it's own universe. Same with others. Multiverse is sensitive entity. Because if people from different dimensions were taken from one place to the other. It could overload that universe, and it could self-destruct. Space time continuum can be delicate."

PB clears his throat. "Wow. That's a lot of telling."

"Just for short, Importantly, We don't want the people here getting confuse."

"Like Back to the Future?" said Tom.

"Let's not start with the movie references Kid." Peter said.

"Oh, I know it's just." Tom said. "Miles? Wasn't there a school trip for Boston, that was supposed to happen?"

"What?" Miles said.

"I think I saw a flyer on the way out. Saying like Boston Tea party history lessons, Historic Downtown Tour."

"Didn't we just saw the school get burnt down? They're gonna cancel it."

"Oh yeah. Never mind." Tom sits down resting his chin.

Miles sighs. Resting his chin too. He didn't realize his phone was vibrating on the desk next to him. He swipes it and it was his Mom calling. It went to voice mail and saw he missed fifty of her calls. Huh. Guess May was right. He looks to everyone else who was chatting and planning. He turns invisible and walks to the elevator. It rises, as everyone was caught off guard.

"Miles?" Peter said. "Where'd you go?"

He sits and runs his hair. What a day.

-= End of Act 1 =-

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