Hey, remember that show, The Batman? Yeah, I just remembered it existed, and DANG, I forgot how good it was.
Song of the Chapter: Destiny by Daniel Pemberton
I own nothing but the story.
Spider-Man flew into the middle of the street, and found that it was the same time as when he left his universe. A car drove right at him, and he just narrowly avoided it, jumping out of the way.
"Whoa," Spider-Man said, regaining his balance when he landed on a nearby rooftop. Dimension travelling really made you dizzy.
He shot a web, deciding to go home. If the multiverse was going to end, then he would spend his time with those he cared about the most.
A part of him regretted his decision, believing that he should help the One Above All, but the rest of him just saw a man who used his power however he wanted, with no regard for any consequences. Not that any would befall him.
He landed at the compound/mansion and saw the rest of the team in there, hanging out.
"Where have you been?" M.J. asked him.
He then remembered that the criminals from before made him late.
"Uh, got held up with some criminals."
He sat down and they talked for a bit, discussing what they were up to lately and just hanging out.
When they all left, he decided to go outside, breathing in some fresh air.
"What's going on?" M.J. asked him, walking out to him.
He looked at her. "Just … clearing my mind."
She nodded, and stood next to him. Then his eyes went to the ground, where he looked at a flower. Then his eyes went to another. Both were the same kind, but one seemed healthier than the other. Prettier.
M.J. noticed this.
"It's weird, isn't it?" she said.
He was confused. "What is?"
She pointed at the two flowers. "When you grow a flower, you never know how it's going to turn out. You can water it, care for it, do all you can, of course, but you never really know how it's going to be when it's fully grown."
Peter nodded a little, looking at the two.
Then he thought about the words some more.
He looked up at the sky, staring at the stars that were visible.
Each one was different, even if only slightly. He remembered the questions they had earlier. The one that had stuck with him the most … the one that he had asked so many times in his head was a simple one.
Were they even in control of their own lives?
He thought about what he had done in his life. He beat the Vulture, he fought Venom, faced off against the Sin-Eater, defeated the Sinister Six, and saved the universe from Thanos.
He did all of that on his own (and with some help from the Avengers, X-Men, and Fantastic Four against Thanos).
He closed his eyes, breathing in the fresh air, using his heightened senses to feel everything around him.
There were probably millions of Peter Parkers throughout the multiverse. But he was the only one that was like him.
His life was his own.
The One Above All may have created him. He may have created his universe. But that didn't mean he decided what exactly happened.
The universe had full autonomy.
He opened his eyes.
He needed to help the One Above All. Or everything would end.
"Gotta go," he told M.J., pulling off his mask and swinging away.
The One Above All told him before he would need to go to Doctor Strange. So he was going to do that.
He swung to the Sanctum Sanctorum and crawled in through a window. He walked around, looking for him.
"Mr. Parker," he heard a voice say. He turned around and saw Doctor Strange standing there. "What do you need?"
"Um, just wondering, is it possible for you to open portals to other dimensions?"
Doctor Strange looked confused. "Why do you need to know?"
He looked at Doctor Strange, a bit nervous.. "I kinda have to bring a team of heroes from different universes together to beat an evil Hulk before he destroys the multiverse."
Doctor Strange stared at him. "I somehow believe you."
He opened one of his orange portals and pulled a book out, saying "Which universes?"
He didn't know, but then remembered something the One Above All said. He said he was connected to the Web through his Spider-Sense.
He closed his eyes and concentrated. After a bit, he saw something. It was Percy, playing with a toddler. He got a number. He continued looking, finding the numbers to the other universes.
"Earths 937, 203, 196, and 161," he said.
Doctor Strange made circular motions, but nothing happened. "Something's happening. I can't reach them."
"Dang it," he muttered.
Then an idea came to him.
"Gotta go," he said, pulling on his mask.
"Peter," he heard Strange say as he left. He stopped at the window and turned around to look at him. "Don't fail."
Spider-Man nodded, and leapt out the window, swinging around the city.
He turned his senses up as much as possible and searched the city for her. Eventually, he found her, flying out of the city.
"Wanda!" he yelled, getting her attention.
She stopped in midair, wearing her new Scarlet Witch costume. "Peter? What's wrong?"
He landed on a rooftop and she floated down to meet him.
"Wanda, you remember that town you imprisoned? The dome around it?"
She looked down guiltily. "Yes. I do."
He nodded. "Alright, so, you were altering reality, right? Manipulating it?"
She shrugged, confused. "I - I think I was. Why?"
"Alright, so, can you make a section big enough for a human to walk through, just disappear temporarily?"
She was confused. "Peter, if you walked through, there's no telling what would happen. You could be lost in something called - "
"The multiverse?"
She stared at him, eyes widened. "How do you - "
"No time to explain. I need you to do it."
She hesitated, before her eyes glowed red and she held out her hand, making an opening in reality.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
He nodded, using his Spider-Sense to guide where he would go. "Yeah. Any chance you could come, though? I'm going to need to go to multiple dimensions."
She nodded. "Alright."
He grabbed her hand, and used his Spider-Sense to guide them through the multiverse.
They fell through a portal, and then landed on a dark street with multiple blimps in the air.
"Gotham," he said.
Whoo hoo.
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