answers to reviewers questions or statements:
Jason Chandler: He's from an alternate universe where the main superhero team is the Squadron Supreme, but also has the likes of the Fantastic Four and Dr. Strange running around.
pandawok301: We'll see why Peter isn't exactly a fan of other heroes soon enough.
taiwoeretan1: It's a mixture of Ame-comi, Earth 11, with a bit of DC Bombshells thrown into the mix.
TheBlackCatSwordsman: Peter's previous interactions with 'heroes' hasn't gone well, soo it was more of a precautionary measure. A dumb one yes, but one that'll be explained.
centinel 432: We'll be seeing a few flashbacks of Peter's life in his home universe, one of which will be when he got sent to the universe he's now in.
Rastaman Yow: Lemon is a bit of a ways off, like nine chapters or something. Want to get a somewhat established relationship going before jumping right into the nasty.
superpierce: Let's just say that Claire reminded Peter of someone from back home he never wants to cross paths with again.
DeimosVulcan12: Yeah a few, but only like three or four other suits. Yes, and a few will crop up in this universe. Constantine is staying a guy, as are the likes of Trigon and Darkseid, it's really just the heroes and villains on Earth are mostly female. Peter will be in a few cities in this.
Spidey's1437: Peter's tried that approach in the past back in his own universe, it didn't end well, so no reason for him to try his luck there. Sides, he had no idea at the time if she was being honest.
gontheone: Peter was never a member of the Avengers, they don't exists on his world, but he has worked with the Fantastic Four a lot. No Peter's never dated another super before.
DarkDevilKnight: Nah the horror is gonna be for other shit, like really dark stuff.
LightDusk16: They'll be plenty of Spidey doing the deed, but that'll come later. For now, it's very story driven.
Dante disciple: Yeah you'd think it odd given the tone of the first chapter but trust me, shit is gonna get dark.
Unlimitedpower: Not as many as you'd think.
Anime Watcher: I'll make it work. Not sure how but I will.
Guest: Artemis as in the Amazon Artemis, the red head, not the Goddess.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or DC characters seen, mentioned or used.
Okay... so Peter may have made a tiny, little, totally understandable mistake in his first meeting with Superwoman last night.
Turns out the woman was a superhero, like a full on legit hero that saves cats from trees, helps old ladies across the street, gives heart stopping smiles to the camera while she's punching out a giant robot, that sort of thing.
But to be fair, she did give off some serious Hyperion vibes that Peter wanted no part of.
He's seen what happened to Namor, ain't no way for a guy to go, eve if he was a total dick half the time.
Not only that, but Peter had found out after sneaking into one of those cyber café things, after making his way through the city's sewer for the better part of the night to avoid Superwoman, that she was also part of a superhero team that was oddly enough made up entirely of women, at least far as he could tell they were all women. He didn't get a chance to further investigate on account that a few people passing by outside noticed him and began to pull out their phones to record him and possibly call the cops.
Or worse, that Superwoman chick.
Peter may have only had like three minutes to go through this world's internet, but he saw and read enough on Superwoman to have an idea of what she could do. Super strength that lets her lift literal islands, heat vision, flight, speed, ridiculous amounts of durability, more visions than he cared to count, she was like a female Hyperion, though with an admittedly nicer attitude and a way better suit and not a total tool. She probably would've moved heaven and earth to help him figure out a way back home, giving him words of encouragement that there's still hope and all that spiel, she seemed the kinda person. Now she was probably worrying what he'll do now that he's out and about and fear that he'll hurt someone or himself and than blame herself for allowing it to happen-
"Oh great, now I'm feeling bad about shooting my webs at her" Peter groaned before he paused and considered what he said "Annnd that sounded so wrong"
He supposed he should find her and apologize, but something told him that any sort of goodwill he could've gotten from her was promptly burned to the ground when he slammed her into the ground. Or shot his webs into her face-
"Oh god, that sounded even worse in my head" Peter held his head as he paced back and forth on top of a building with a large golden globe on it's rooftop, Daily something.
So far he hasn't thought of anything that could happen him get back home, well aside from approach this 'Justice League', but after what Peter did to one of it's members, it'd be best to let them possibly cool off. Last thing he needed was to get beaten within an inch of his life by some racist bird dude or a crazy psychopath claiming to be a Goddess.
'Why can't I ever meet some regular people for a change?' Peter thought with a sigh before he glanced down at the city of Metropolis.
He'll admit, it was a pretty nice city, like an upgraded New York in a lot of ways. Not a bad place to stick around really if he felt like it, but he doubted Superwoman would be down for that kind of thing. Besides, this city already had like several heroes flying around it in the forms of Superwoman, a Supergirl apparently, a Power Girl, some girl named Steel and he's pretty sure there's a flying dog running around somewhere.
"Wonder what this place's New York is like..." Peter said absentmindedly as he stared at the ever flowing traffic, his eyes growing heavier.
He wasn't sure how long he's been up, almost a whole day at least, and it was starting to catch up to him. He could try to find a nice quite place to settle down and get some much needed sleep, the question was, where? It needed to be somewhere that Superwoman won't fly over and notice little old him snoozing, he'd much rather have a much more civilized conversation with her when he's fully rested, not freaking out and just waking up, which he would at that point.
'Plus the last time I fell asleep on a rooftop, a bunch of pigeons craped on me' Peter thought with a gag 'That's one experience I never wanna repeat. Like ever!'
With a sigh, Peter stood up and took a quick look around, being mindful to keep an eye out for any flying women before shooting a web line out and using it to swing across the street and stick to the side of a building. He made it a point to limit how much web slinging to do, both because of how dangerously low he was and because he ran the risk of Superwoman hearing the distinctive 'twip' sound his web shooters made. He had no idea if she'd recognize the sound, but Peter wasn't willing to see the woman again until he knew for absolute certainty that she wasn't gonna beat him within an inch of his life and try to arrest him.
There wouldn't be a Fantastic Four this time around to save him.
"Where would be a good place to lie low though" Peter muttered to himself as he casually crawled along the side of the building "Subway tunnel? Nah too loud and risky. Could try to find a abandoned building to slum it in, but than I'll have to run the risk of encountering homeless people or drug dealers... or both. And rats, bleh!"
And he didn't have any long lasting web fluid to make a hammock to sleep in, so that was another possibility out.
It was than that Peter noticed Metropolis's harbor up ahead and an idea began to form.
He was bound to find a few abandoned or at the very least unoccupied buildings out by the docks and with all the sounds of heavy machinery, people working and ships coming to and from, Superwoman may not be able to hear him. Plus he can maybe swipe some food from any shipping containers if he get's the chance. Dick move yeah, but until he found a way to acquire some money to purchase some food to eat, he was gonna have to make a compromise here and there if he wanted to survive long enough to find a way home.
And he damn sure wasn't gonna go riffling through the garbage for food... not yet at least.
'I'll save that for plan 'B' on the off chance I can't eat this universe's food, though there's no guarantee it'll be eatable as garbage either' Peter thought with a shake of his head as he made his way up to the roof so he could hop across the the next one.
Hopefully nothing would go down at the docks aside from the headache of looking for a place to crash, he was too tired to deal with any more of this universe's surprises.
...
"So what your saying is, this Spider-man, he's not from our Earth?" Claire said as she sat in her apartment the day after her encounter with the mysterious web head, dressed in a black shirt with a more 'modern' style of her 'S' on it, and white sweatpants.
She tried searching for the man, but thanks to so many buildings have lead in them, courtesy of Lex Luthor's various shell construction companies, and the fact she didnt think to get a good listen to his heartbeat to track, the woman of steel was forced to call it a night. After a several hour nap that was far too short in Claire's opinion, she contacted the Watchtower to alert the rest of the League of the situation only to find that to her complete and utter lack of surprise, Batwoman was already on it.
Would've been nice to get a heads up though.
"From the energy readings Variant detected and my own analysis, yes, it is" a holographic projection, emanating from her custom Wayne Tech computer, of the Dark Knight said with a blank look on her mostly covered face "It doesn't match any known pattern we've encountered before, but it still possesses the vibrational frequency of another world separate from our own. I've contacted Barda to see if she could have her Mother Box analyze the data and see if it's a world known to the New Gods. Give us an idea of what sort of being we have running around our world"
"He didn't seem hostile" Claire said as she thought back to her brief encounter with the man "Aside from an altercation with Catwoman that seemed to damage her pride more than her body, he didn't hurt anyone"
"Yet" Batwoman said with a pointed look, Claire could just feel the gaze poking at her "We have no idea of his intentions, or what he's capable of. You said he was able to yank you out of the air, correct?"
"He surprised me" Claire said with a shrug as she rested her chin on her knuckles and stared at her longtime friend while her other hand grabbed a few strands of her hair and twirled it around her finger "And it didn't hurt. At worse he's in the same league of strength as Variant is. Eight, ten tons max"
"He can still cause a lot of problems" Batwoman noted as she glanced at something off screen "I'll keep you informed of what I find. If you see him again, detain him and bring him in for questioning. We need to know if he's just unlucky or the start of something worse"
"Yes mom" Claire said with an eye roll, causing Batwoman to scowl and grumble as she ended the call, leaving the Kryptonian beauty to sigh and lean back in her chair.
A meow from her bed caused her to turn and see streaky basking in the sun light filtering through the room's window with a look of content on his face. Claire smiled at the orange tabby before she heard and saw another animal enter her room and rush over to her. a white canine with a blue collar around his neck with several small glowing red lights, miniaturized red suns.
"Hey Krypto, enjoy your nap?" Claire greeted the Kryptonian canine with a head scratch as the hound rested his head on her lap and stared up at her with those adorable blue eyes of his.
It used to be that Claire kept Krypto at her fortress of Solitude up in the artic, given he was a dog he was unable to properly control his abilities in a way that was safe for everyone. After all, how could a dog understand that his bite could shred solid steel or his barks could level a park if too loud? But after a while Claire noticed that he was growing lonely and depressed being by himself for so long so after several months of proper canine training, and some coordination with Avril Palmer, the Atom, Claire was able to fashion a collar for Krypto to wear and live with her and Streaky in Metropolis.
Granted it meant moving out of her previous apartment because it didn't allow anything bigger than a cat, but it was worth it in Claire's eyes. Krypto was happy, Streaky had a playmate and Kara had someone to take dozens of selfies with for her dating profile.
"Your dog peed on the floor again"
Speak of the devil...
"Did you clean it up Kara?" Claire said as she turned to see a blonde nineteen year old enter her room, dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a red tank top that showed off a bit of her midriff.
"Not my dog" Kar said with a face of disgust.
"Kara" Claire gave her biological cousin and adopted sister a stern look "Go clean it up before it stains"
"Why me?" Kara said with annoyance before glaring at Krypto and jabbing a finger at him "He's the one that refused to go out when I offered. He's lucky I don't rub his face in it!"
"Kara either you clean up that dog piss or so help me I'll crash every date you go on this weekend!" Claire warned the younger Kryptonian "And I'll get Karen to help. She'ss till pissed you cost her that date with Holt"
Kara gritted her teeth at Claire so hard she could heard the 'crack' in her jaw before she turned on her heel and all but stomped out of the room "UGH, your worse than my mom ever was!"
"Real mature Kara, stomping away because your told to do something. Real Supergirl material right there, Luthor better watch out" Claire said with a scowl of annoyance.
It was times like this that Claire almost regretted letting her live in her apartment while she attended Metropolis University. It wasn't so bad at first, but coming home to see that Kara was bringing boys over to their place for... anything but studying grew annoying. Don't even get her started on the music she likes to blare in her room, or the fact she never cleans up after herself. Really, how did Ma and Pa stand her all these years?
'Starting to see why they were so excited to have me take her in. Couldn't get rid of her fast enough' Claire thought with a shake of her head as she could hear Kara grumbling in the other room as she cleaned up after Krypto.
"Don't know why she's complaining, it was only a numbers onesies, right hun?" Claire rubbed her nose against Krypto's causing him to try and lick her face in response.
Streaky made a grumbling meow like sound as he stretched out on Claire's bed before he turned his upper body on to his back and looked at the Kryptonian woman and her dog. Claire giggled at the sight and was just about to reach over and rub her cat's stomach, something he absolutely loved, before her computer made a 'ring' sound. Curious, Claire turned back towards her computer and saw that she just received an email from Lois.
"Wonder what this is about..." Claire said as she clicked on the email and looked to see what her friend had sent her.
It was a blurry image of what Claire recognized as the 'Spider-man', seemingly swinging through downtown New Troy. Underneath the blurry image was a angry emoji face followed by a long rant on why Claire didn't tell Lois that there was another vigilante, a male one, running around Metropolis. after that she asked if the man was an alien, a god, an android, some sort of failed experiment and if he was available for an interview.
"Lois... you need a boyfriend" Claire said with a shake of her head before she focused her gaze on the picture of Spider-man.
He didn't strike her as a bad person, a little impulsive and kinda rude yeah, but a nice guy. Though the whole spider thing was a little unsettling, seeing a person crawling on walls reminded Claire of those exorcist movies that she and Pete Ross used to watch when they were kids.
That was just straight up nope fuel, she still couldn't be around Etrigan because of it.
Well that and because of his constant rhyming.
"What do you think boy?" Claire asked as she glanced away from the picture and cupped Krypto's face "Give this Spider-man guy another chance or bash his head in when I see him next?"
Krypto quirked his head at this before he barked and tried to lick Claire's face before she pulled away with a laugh "Yeah, I guess I should"
Krypto barked again before he quickly pulled away and made his way out of the room and towards the kitchen, no doubt hungry. Claire rolled her eyes at the canine and followed after him, stopping for a moment to scoop up Steaky and cradle him in her arms as she glided into the kitchen. Streaky meowed as Claire set him on the counter before he made eye contact with Krypto and hissed, causing the snow white dog to growl in response.
"Knock it off you two" Claire chided the animals with a disproving frown "Honestly, your worse than me and Bryce"
Thank Rao she recharged Krypto's red sun collar, last thing she needed was for her cat to get reduced to ashes by her dog's heat vision.
...
"I just had to tempt fate, didn't I?" Peter said as he stated at the scene before him with a curious frown after finally making it to the harbor to find a place to sleep.
In the nine years that Peter's been the Amazing Spider-man, he's seen a lot of odd and interesting ways that criminals and those of the unsavory nature do businesses. Cutting off heads of rivals, to selling off their female loved ones to sex traffickers or simple bribing, Peter's seen it all, some more than he ever wished to. But seeing a group of shady looking guys, all trying rather terribly to hide the automatic weapons' they had under their jackets, standing around a couple of black SUVS in broad daylight was a little weird in his opinion.
True these guys were a good distance away from where all the workers were doing their off loading and loading stuff for the ships so they wouldn't be seen, but doing this thing when the sun was up seemed kinda... weird.
"Guess that's how bad guys operate here" Peter said with a shrug as he watched the group of armed men from the rooftop of a nearby warehouse.
He didn't see anything that screamed illegal or dangerous like drugs or weapons, but this was clearly some sort of get together of less than law abiding citizens. And if the fancy looking limo rolling up was anything to go by, something major was about to go down. Only super evil guys arrive in limos to shady looking meetings, like wannabe crime lords or some budding future conqueror of the world.
"Please have an evil mustache, please have an evil mustache" Peter whispered as he watched the limo come to a halt before it's occupant stepped out from one of the car's rear doors.
The man that emerged was... not as cliché evil looking as Peter would've hoped for. In fact he looked kinda ordinary if a little on the old side though he did dress in a pretty nice looking suit that Peter swore cost more than the limo he was in. The man approached the group of armed men and began to speak with what Peter assumed was the leader. The web slinger was too far away, but years of stake outs and spying on these sorts of things gave Peter a good idea of what was being discussed.
"Tell me mister evil rich dude with grand plans, what do you think of my stereotypical thugs with guns?" Peter said mockingly as he had his lenses zoom in on the two talking guys and began to make up his own commentary of what was being discussed "Oh they look jolly evil mister evil not so rich guy. I mean those fancy SUV's you have parked there just scream bad guy, muah-hahaha"
Whatever it was that was being discussed between the two men seemed to be going in a less than ideal direction based off both men's scowls and glares. Peter noticed a few of the armed guards were starting to slowly uncover their guns and hold them loosely pointed in the rich limo guy's direction while the rich limo guy was starting to get a little nervous. These were Peter's favorite kind of meetings, where the bad guys couldn't come to a agreement and be an even bigger pain in the rear than they already were.
"Pfft, for all I know their complaining about the other's taste in hotdogs" Peter said with a sigh as he quickly checked to see how much web fluid he had left to use in the event things popped off.
Not enough... in fact he probably had enough left for one web line of moderate length before that was it.
"Oh this is gonna be fun" Peter said with a sigh before he heard some shouting and looked back to see the limo guy backing away from the more heavily armed guys.
Not waiting to see if things would escalate any further, Peter leaped off the roof and shot a web line out to a nearby crane and swung down towards the meeting. Several of the guards noticed Peter's approach and pointed up towards him, shouting in Spanish if his ears weren't deceiving him.
"Hola chicos. ¿Cómo ha ido tu día?" Peter asked in what had to be without a doubt some of the worse Spanish he's ever said.
He was pretty sure he asked how these guys' day was going, or he could've insulted their mothers. Spanish was never really his forte, he was more of a French sorta guy, lotta French criminals happened to go through New York a lot for some reason.
Peter landed in a crouch and prepared to spring into action and lay down a massive butt whooping on all these guys before something unexpected happened. Instead of being met with a storm of bullets and shouts in Spanish calling Peter a 'bitch' or something to that effect, the guards ran to the SUVS while the limo guy ran to his car. With a dumbfounded expression, Peter stood there and watched as the shady meeting broke down and scattered in less than a minute. By the time he even took a step forward to do something, the Spanish speaking dudes were already gone, and the limo had just turned a corner and left, it's engine roaring in the distance.
"The hell?" Peter bristled with surprise.
That... never happened before.
Like ever.
"Uh was it something I said?" Peter called out, not expecting an answer as the sounds of the vehicles engines quickly faded and were replaced with the common hum of the harbor, distant boat horns, seagulls, waves crashing against the docks, those buoys with a bell on it for some reason.
Well, that was weird.
Peter shrugged as he prepared to shoot a web line and swing away before he realized that he was now out of web fluid. Before Peter could curse himself for forgetting already, he heard a click, followed by a flash. The wall crawler froze and slowly turned to see two people had been watching him. One a guy that looked too young to drink, ginger red head, freckles and looked like a guy that even Peter back before the spider bite could've pushed around. The person next to the kid was a woman, and holy mother of God was she a woman.
Long dark hair, violet eyes, legs for days, all buttoned up in a scarlet red blouse, black skirt and red heels that hurt Peter's feet just looking at them being stood in. But what really caught the wall crawler's attention was the look in the woman's eyes, there was something... alluring, mischievous, intelligent, witty even. Yep... he was in a whole of trouble, he could never resist that look in a woman's eyes despite the fact it was a huge red flag in his opinion.
It was gonna be Felicia all over again.
"Uhhh, hi?" Peter said with a awkward grin under his mask as he stared at the two for another moment.
"So who are you supposed to be?" the woman asked as she eyed Peter up and down with a raised brow.
"Spider-man..." Peter said before the kid next to the woman took another photo of him "And you are...?"
"Lois Lane, Daily Planet" the woman said with a smirk as she folded her arms across her chest "Kid's Jimmy Olsen, photographer"
"Really?" Peter said as he pointed towards Jimmy's camera "Never would've figured with the camera and taking my picture"
"Annnd your a comedian, great, we could use someone like that around here to break up the constant grim and gritty personalities that like to crawl up from the wood work" Lois said, not missing a beat as she pulled out her phone and selected the record app "Anything else I can quote you on?"
"Well first of all I like to think of myself as a colorful commentator than a comedian, I'm very meta like that" Peter said before glancing at the alley that Lois and Jimmy had apparently come from "Second, were you guys literally just standing in there waiting for me to come on by?"
Lois rolled her eyes at this "Don't get ahead of yourself 'Spider-man', I was here for something else. Something that you just ruined mind you"
"Was it the guys in the cars driving away really fast?" Peter pointed in the direction the vehicles fled.
They did seem pretty adamant about getting the heck out of dodge now that he thought of it. And here Peter thought it was because they got a nice whiff of his suit and wanted to put as many miles between them as possible.
"Give the guy his merit badge Jimmy, he passed his observational skills course" Lois gave Peter a slow mocking clap "Yes, it was my smelly little friend. What you interrupted was a meeting between a well known Senator and a couple of representatives for a big time Cartel from Columbia that's looking to move it's product into the States with the Senator getting a nice cut for helping them though customs"
"Uhh Lois, you think it's a good idea to antagonize the guy we just saw drop from like eighty feet and not even have a scratch on him?" Jimmy said nervously.
"It was more of sixty three point six feet" Peter said as he glanced up at the roof he swung down from before returning his attention back to Lois "Sorry..."
"Sorry he says... of all things" Lois rolled her eyes as she put her phone away and sighed as she pinched the ridge of her nose and let out a long exhale through her nose as she tried to think of a way to salvage this.
Which would've been a little easier if she wasn't being forced to endure the horrid odor of this 'Spider-man'. The man smelled like he's been living in a sewer for the past week, and that was just the suit, god only knows how rancid his actual body smelled like.
'It's almost as bad as the time I had to crawl though a sewage pipe in Bialya' Lois thought as she took a deep breath, using every bit of willpower she had not to gag, and looked at Spider-man dead in the eye, or what she hoped was his eye, those lenses of his were hard to hell "So Spider-man, what brings you to Metropolis? Can't be to get an autograph of Superwoman"
"Uhh would you believe me if I told you this all started with me going to a party with a friend of mine?" Peter asked with a sheepish laugh as he resisted the urge to rub the back of his head.
"Must've been some party" Lois said as she eyed Peter up and down while Jimmy brought his camera up to take another photo before Lois placed her hand on the boy's arm to stop him.
This Spider-man may not be camera friendly and she didn't want to possibly antagonize the man. Not now at any rate, with nothing between them but a few feet of air and the smell of the harbor.
"Oh you wouldn't be-" the red and blue cladded man began before another red and blue blur slammed into him and snatched him up and flew off into the air in the blink of an eye.
Lois brushed a few strands of hair out of her way as she looked up in the direction that Claire had taken the mysterious Spider-man to. Jimmy flinched at the sudden arrival of Superwoman and tied to follow the two with his camera before he realized that they were too far out of his camera's range to bother with a picture.
"Aww man..." Jimmy said sullenly.
"Cheer up Jimmy, I'm sure you'll get another chance to take that guy's picture before too long" Lois assured the young man before she glanced back up at where she could just see the speck that was Claire and Spider-man over the waters of Metropolis's harbor.
Assuming Claire didn't send the guy packing.
...
"You and I are gonna have a nice long chat Spider-man" Superwoman said as she brought Peter's face close to her's until their noses were almost touching "By starting with where you came from"
Peter blinked at this before he looked around to see where they were. One moment he was standing on the docks talking to Lois and her camera guy, next he's forty feet in the air and about half a mile away from the shore. After taking a few seconds to process all of this, Peter shrugged and returned his attention towards the powerful woman literally holding his live in her hands.
Well, maybe not that literally, but Peter didn't fancy a swim in that possibly cold water.
"Well okay than. You see many years ago, a man and a woman loved each other very much and-" Peter began before a slight shaking of his body by Superwoman shut him up.
"I'll drop you and watch you flail about in the bay" Superwoman said with a blank expression as she loosened her grip slightly.
"Your mean" Peter scowled at the woman.
"Says the man that shot his webs at me, blinded me, and than took off running like a criminal" Superwoman countered with a raised brow.
"In my defense, I thought you were gonna attack me" Peter said with a sheepish smile "You see the last time I met a person like you they sorta, kinda, maybe smacked me through a wall... like a really hard wall"
"Can't imagine why" Superwoman said with a sigh "Look just answer my questions and we're go from there"
"Fair enough" Peter nodded.
"Your not from this world, are you?" Superwoman asked as she began to eye Peter up and down, likely using her many visions to study him or something to that effect.
"No sireee" Peter said with a shake of his head.
"Your a hero where you come from?" Superwoman asked, her gaze unreadable as she waited for a response.
Peter hummed as he tried to think of the best way to describe what he was before a thought came to him and he smirked "Technically I'm the greatest menace of my time. The cause for my world's global warming apparently and why the polar ice caps are melting. I'm also in league with like ten different terrorist cells. An anarchist on the weekends, oh and some kind of mutant that's trying to mate with women to make more spider people and take over New York. I'm also apparently a crime lord and that's really into drugs and oh how can I forget about the time that I apparently teamed up with a crazed power hungry Dictator called Doctor Doom and allied myself with him to overthrow-"
Peter didn't get a chance to finish as Superwoman suddenly released him and watched as he fell towards the water below screaming his head off.
...
And done.
Next chapter, The Justice League... and Peter's big mouth.