My name is Peter Parker, when I was 14, I was bitten by a spider while on a field trip to a science lab. From the bite I gained powers, extraordinary powers. I began to use them for my own selfish desires...that was until I watched my Uncle Ben get shot right in front of my eyes...I never got to say good bye to him.
Right after my 15th birthday, I was contacted by the Avengers...too help fight against Ultram, after that I became a member of the Avengers, but for the most part I remained a solo act. But I was trained by some of the best Avengers, Captain America, Iron Man, Wonderman. Each one taught me how to become the best hero that I could possibly be.
I was there the day Steve Roger's died, I held him in my arms as he bled out. Hydra had launched a full scale invasion against the Avengers tower. Steve was the last man standing before backup arrived. He told me something I would never forget, as a hero..it is our duty to fight, even when we know we won't win. This was the second time I had to watch a father figure be buried. I wouldn't let it happen again.
10 years have passed, and I have officially left the Avengers, now I'm 25 and I own my own laboratory in Downtown New York. Recently with the help of Reed Richard, Hank Pym and my assistant Otto Octavious, I have been researching into multi verse theories. But when I'm not doing that, I'm playing Spider-Man, recently Kingpin and the gangs have been active more than usual.I need to stop it, because something is brewing...and I really don't like it.