A/N: I do not own Spider-man or Legend of Korra

XXXxxx Undisclosed Location xxxXXX

A loud crash broke Peter from his slumber. The park was gone and was replaced by his bed room back in Queens. Another crash was heard throughout the house which drove him to act. He didn't question the fact that he was wearing his old street clothes. The street lamp reflected off of his glasses as he made his way down the stairs. To his horror he found The Goblins gang surrounding a wounded Ben Parker, wheezing as he clung to life. Peter knew what this was and he'd be damned if he was going to let it happen again. Peter knew he was in for the fight of his life as The Goblin was in is monstrous form but that didn't matter right now. He'd beat the crime boss before and he'd do it again.

"Not this time!" He ran towards his uncle but was stopped by powerful green arms. The Goblin somehow got behind him and had him in a full nelson. Peter could smell his bad breath and his eyes were glowing in an orange hue. A condescending grin was painted on his scaly deformed face.

"What's the matter Spider?" The Goblin purred in his ear, his voice had mock concerned voice. "You're going to miss the best part."

Adrian Toomes made his way to Ben Parkers battered and bruised body. He had the same glowing orange eyes as his boss. He turned back to The Goblin, his mouth was salivating, waiting for The Goblin's go-ahead.

Osborn laughed. "Bon appétit Mr. Toomes."

"NOO!" Peter struggled violently against The Goblin's grasp. He kicked and grunted and did anything to free himself. But his powers were nowhere to be found, though it wouldn't have done any good against Osborn's titanic strength. "…Not again…DAMIT NOT AGAIN!"

Before Vulture could finish the old man, water started to flood the small urban home. The Goblin and his enforcers dissolved into nothing as the house was completely submerged. Peter was back in his Spider-Man costume minus the mask. He could breathe normally and his vision was normal. The building fell apart like a house of cards to reveal an ocean floor. He saw a giant ice sheet above and swam to the edge of it. Red fireballs streaked passed the water over the arctic land mass. He finally made it to the surface and on reflex took a deep breath, the snowflakes danced across his face as he made his way to the snowy landscape. He saw a giant ice city under siege or at least it was. Masked soldiers donned in black and red armor were in full retreat of an unknown force.

The snow crunched as Peter walked around a bit and none of the soldiers noticed him. "Where's the fire guy's?"

The city wasn't fighting back or shooting the soldiers so what are they running from? He got his answer when he saw a giant koi water monster wreaking havoc on the retreating soldiers. The monster had veins of light and had a light blue glowing orb in its stomach. He could just barely make out a human body in the center of it. It turned its attention to Peter. Their eyes meat and the koi monsters eyes started to glow as did Peters and then nothing.

XXXxxx Republic City Park xxxXXX

"Huh!" Peter awoke violently. His cognitive functions rebounded slowly.

The sun in his eyes made him squint. He eyes came into focus to reveal a shaggy looking man starring at him.

"Hello there stranger." He smiled.

His was a little surprised by the strange homeless man. With tired eyes, he gave him a single wave. "Uh…hi." The man's clothes looked really worn.

"You looked like you were having one heck of a dream son." He smiled revealing a gap in his teeth. "You were turning like crazy and your eyes looked like they were tap dancing behind those eyelids. Yes sir it must've been one heck of a dream, so what was it about if you don't mind me asking?"

He stood up and yawned. "Not sure…" He eyes were still dilated. "But there was a lot of snow and a weird water monster." He sad back down.

"Sounds interesting." He sat down next to him. "Mind if I sit here?"

The guy smelled pretty ripe but Peter was used to homeless people. He did work at a welfare center after all. He shrugged. "Go ahead; it's not my bench anyway." He didn't mind the man's company and this was a good opportunity to get some valuable information.

"Mind if I ask you something?"

"Sure you can, the names Gommu by the way." He extended his hand.

"Peter." He grasped the hand.

"Huh? 'Peter' never heard of that one before. Now what's on your mind Peter?" He leaned back.

"What's the deal with that magic people do with the rocks and fire blasts and can anybody do it?"

"Jeepers. You're not from around here are you." He was taken aback by the young man's lack of basic knowledge.

Peter slumped and sighed. "You have no idea."

"Well first of all, it's not magic, it's called bending and each element has its own unique style and combat form."

"Bending huh." He remembered his run in with the thugs last night. "Wait there's air benders and water benders?"

"There are lots of waterbenders out there and a handful of air benders left. The only air bending master in the world is Councilman Tenzin."

"So what happened to the other airbenders?" He was eager to hear the vagabond's answer. 'This was getting good.' He thought.

"They were wiped out by the Fire Nation at the beginning of the 100 year war."

"An entire populous was wiped out!?" He had heard about genocide before. He recalled the Armenian genocide back in 1915. But then there were survivors. Guess this Fire Nation didn't cut any corners.

"Yeah it was the first step of Fire Lord Sozin's plan to rule the world; of course he said it was to share the Fire Nation's glory to the world. And you know what; I really think he meant that."

"So why'd he do it?"

"He wanted to make sure the Avatar didn't get in the way of his plans." Gommu got a straw from his vest and started chewing it.

"The Avatar?"

Gommu cocked an eyebrow. "Yeah the Avatar. Don't tell me you don't know what an Avatar is."

Peter chuckled nervously. "I'm from way out of town."

"Huh, to come from a remote region of the world to the big city must be a huge leap for you." He stroked his beard and continued. "Anyway, the Avatar is someone who can bend all four elements and is a conduit between the physical world and the spirit world."

Peter could grasp the possibility of someone bending all four elements but the 'spirit' stuff was harder to believe. He was a man of science first and foremost. Spirits were too abstract and the product of conjecture and Peter had a hard time with believing in the unknown.

Peter chuckled. "A whole world dedicated to the unreal."

"Ah a skeptic," he grinned, "The spirits have a tendency to make believers out of people like you."

Peter smiled back. "Sure old timer, sure."

He decided to change the subject. "Moving on. If people can only bend the four elements how come the local police bend metal?"

"So you've seen the metal bending police in action. There still earthbenders, they just bend the minerals in the metal and thus metal bending. It's just fancy way to earthbend."

"Peter grasped his chin and thought out loud. "Hmm, they haven't found a way to weed out the iron ore and make purer metals yet, interesting."

Gommu stood up and stretched his back. "Didn't expect a long chat with ya kid. My bottom fell asleep, mind if we walk and talk."

Now that he mentioned it he was stiff as a board. "Sure."

They walked down the park.

"Mind if I ask you another question."

Gommu laughed. "Sure, you've been doing it all morning."

"Who's the big statue of off the port?"

"That was the previous Avatar, Master Aang. At one time he was the last airbender. He was also the cofounder of this fine city along with Fire Lord Zuko. There's a statue of him at the Central Station."

"You said Fire Lord right? I thought you said the Fire Nation was responsible for the war and the genocide against the airbenders. So why did he help them afterwards?"

"They were but that changed with Fire Lord Zuko's coronation. He and Avatar Aang started the Harmony Restoration Movement and presto end of the hostilities, at least for the most part."

This was a lot to take in. A world that saw a century long war and an entire population whipped out was pretty major. What caught Peter's attention the most was the Avatar and the powers that come with the title. The Avatar could bend all of the elements, so what. Technically he fought half of the Avatar last night and he barely broke a sweat. So what made the Avatar so special? What kind of power grants an individual influence over global affairs? 'This is going to keep me balled up for a while.' He thought.

"So if Aang's gone who's the new Avatar?"

"Your guess is as good as mine on that one, but he or she should come from the Northern of Southern Water Tribe." He stopped at a particular bush. "Well that's enough jaw jacken for me today." Gommu was about to lay down before Peter stopped him.

"Wait, just one more question."

Gommu sighed. "Kid, I'm tired. If you want anymore history lessons just go to the library or something."

"No, this deals with the here and now." He was grateful for the hobo's patience. "I'm currently unemployed at the moment and I need a place to stay for a while, do you have any suggestions?"

He stroked his beard again. "Well there's a homeless shelter around the Silk Road Bridge and there're always handing out food so you're covered on that front. As for living arrangements, you could move in a bush like mine or you could go to the underground tunnels and rest there. Personally I prefer the bush." Gommu put his hand on Peter shoulder. "I can tell you got wit kid and you'll get a job no problem."

Peter looked at the bush and it was perfect size, shape, and width. He could've sworn he saw sparkles. "Damn that is a nice bush." He admitted.

"Thanks for all the help Gommu I really appreciate it."

"No problem kid."

Peter gave the hobo a two finger salute as he walked away.

XXXxxx Police Headquaters xxxXXX

Captain Saikhan made his way to Chief Beifong's office to deliver his report. He knew was going to get some flake from the chief for letting the vigilante get away. He could take it though; you don't do this job for so many years and not grow a thick skin. Besides he knew the chief was strict with her subordinates but she was a fair leader.

Saikhan made it to the door and knocked.

"Come in." Chief Beidong said with her commanding tone.

Captain Saikhan obliged her. He stood at attention when he came in.

She raised her hand. "At ease captain, have a seat."

"Yes ma'am."

She skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point. "So captain what happened last night?"

"Everything that happened should be on the report chief."

She frowned. "I'm aware of that captain and while the report was very enlightening, I wanted a personal testimony as to how some buffoon in some get up made my well trained police force look like a bunch of rank amateurs on their first patrol." There wasn't a hint of emotion in her voice but she was staring jade daggers at the captain.

"Well we got a anonymous call about a few Triple Threats threatening a shop owner for protection money." He cleared his throat and continued. "But before they could do any damage a masked man wearing dark clothes single handedly beat the snot out of them and witnesses say he wasn't a bender."

She leaned back and crossed her arms. "So you're telling me an average man did this?"

"No ma'am he was anything but normal." The captain replied.

The chief was intrigued. "How so?"

"For starters, the suspect was strong. He threw the leader through the front window and slammed the firebender on the pavement like a sledge hammer. The perp also used a web like substance to stick two of the thugs to the ground and corporal Lee to the side of a building. He also used them to swing away from us. He also had the ability to stick to walls ma'am."

Chief Beifong tried not to show the shock in her face, she was only partially successful. She didn't believe the report at first but when it came out of Saikhan mouth then it must be true. "Anything else captain."

"Yes ma'am, the guy wasn't just strong he was fast too. My team struggled to keep up with the guy. Even the airship was having a hard time keeping the spot light on him."

"Did you get some samples of the 'webbing'?"

"We did gather some for the crime lab to analyze but the stuff just disappeared in their jars."

Chief Beifong pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled sharply. "Between the triads and the equalists we got some crazy man jumping around thinking he's the law to worry about."

"Some kid." Captain Saikaun corrected her.

"Excuse me?"

"I spoke to him for a second and he seemed young, maybe in his late teens or early twenties but he wasn't a grown man."

"I see." She pondered all of the information and came to a verdict. "Alright this might just be some crazy kid looking for kicks and you might have scared him off for good. We'll continue to focus on the bending triads and the equalists for now but keep tabs on our 'hero's' activities if any more should occur." She wished she could interrogate the Triad thugs but Zolts lawyer got bailed them out in no time flat. Which was understandable, they didn't have much on them.

Her eyes were locked with the captain's. "Captain, I expect more from you. Your better than this, you shouldn't have let some punk kid get the drop on you."

Saikhan took the tong lashing. "I know and it won't happen again Chief."

"Your dismissed Saikhan."

Saikhan was making his exit but turned back suddenly. "I almost forgot. The Shopkeeper told us the guy called himself Spider-Man." He left with that.

The chief made sure Saikhan was gone and had a small laugh. "Spider-Man, kids these days."

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Amon stood at the shaded window and observed Republic City's ports. He coldly and methodically analyzed his plans for any flaw or an overlooked detail that might compromise his aims. The voice of his second in command snapped him out of his analytical fog.

Amon's second in command strolled in the room. Amon didn't have to turn to know his lieutenant entered. "Amon, did you get the news?"

"Of course I did." Amon stated flatly, his gaze on the port didn't break for a second.

"And what do you think? We might have a powerful enemy on our hands."

"I don't have anything concrete at the moment and it's too early to say if he's a friend or a foe. But what I do know is that he is powerful, even amongst benders."

"Our informant says he easily defeated those Triple Threats. Of course he's powerful."

Amon shook his head. "No it's more than that."

"I wasn't aware that I missed anything sir."

He found his lieutenant's ignorance amusing. "I keep telling you Lieutenant; you have to beyond the obvious. Think about it, he has all that power in his possession and he chooses to help people with it. The benders are granted with power beyond ordinary men everyday and they go out and abuse it in any way they can. But this Spider-Man chooses to go out of his way and save some poor stranger without the promise of monetary reward or recognition. No he's not doing it for fame or more power. He's simply doing what he believes is right. That's a powerful notion Lieutenant."

The Lieutenant was skeptical of his leader. "You got all of that from one report? What gave you that impression?"

He turned his head and stared at his underling with one eye. "It's simple really. I know this because he wears a mask. Sound Familiar."

"But I thought you wore the mask to hide the burns."

"I only wear the mask for the sake of my followers. I'm not ashamed of the way I look. I don't want the followers to be sickened by my appearance."

"I see. In that case do we need to move up the plan?"

"That won't be necessary. I have a feeling this Spider-Man will make an extremely effective distraction"

"And how do you know that sir?"

Amon took his eyes off of the port and looked at is trusted Lieutenant. "Call it a hunch."

XXXxxx Dragon Flats Borough xxxXXX

Peter walked the streets, bread in one hand and a bag with his costume in the other. The homeless shelter let him get cleaned up before he went on his way. The hero was currently pondering employment.

"I could get a job at the local paper without too much fuss. Then again they might ask too many questions." He took another bite out of the loaf.

"I need something simple, something so simple and easy that people wouldn't take second look at me."

Peter almost missed the help wanted ad sticking to a wall. It was still a mystery to Peter as to why he could read the Chinese characters in this world. Maybe it was his mind adapting to the new world or maybe a byproduct of the pocket dimension collapsed around him. He was smart, but not quantum mechanics, not yet anyway.

"You should give yourself more credit Mr. Parker, you're not completely off base." An English voice chimed behind him.

Peter turned suddenly with the loaf was still in his mouth. It was the twins he encountered when he first arrived on this bizarre world. "You again!" His voice was muffled by the stuffed mouth but the Lutece twins understood him perfectly.

"Yes Mr. Parker us. We just dropped by check on your progress." Robert Lutece said with his usual monotone.

Peter took the bread out of his mouth. "I guess you're not figments of my imagination." He didn't know how the two could bypass his spider sense.

"What the devil gave you that idea?" Robert stated.

"To be fair brother we do come and go as we please and one may mistake us for ghostly apparitions."

"You do have a point sister. Apologies for our sudden intrusion on your personal space Mr. Parker we didn't mean to startle you."

Peter was still a little shaken up. "It's fine. And you didn't startle me." He turned to Rosalind. "You said that I wasn't too far off base what did you mean by that. And how did you know what I was thinking."

Rosaline turned to her brother. "I told you he was sharp brother."

"The jury's still out on that one sister."

She turned to Peter. "What we meant Mr. Parker is that you weren't wrong in thinking that one adapts in new surroundings, this also applies when one goes to another reality. The subject adapts by creating new memories so that the brain can adapt to the new universe. This causes a slight hemorrhaging in the brain. A typical symptom to individuals like yourself and yet you have yet to experience this. In your case, all of your memories remained intact."

Robert interrupted. "I still think it was a lucky guess."

"Oh quiet you. Anyway the creation of new memories happens to the layman's in this particular case but it would appear that something added information to your brain."

"We're not entirely sure how that happened actually." Robert added.

"So something's adding information directly into my mind." Peter surmised.

Robert pumped his fist. "By George I think he's got it."

"Honestly brother the boy has potential. Even Mr. Dewitt understood the basics of string theory towards the end." Rosaline shoot back.

"True sister but let's be honest here. DeWitt was a glorified ruffian and he understood the concept of infinite worlds when his ordeal ended."

The way the two talked to one another like he wasn't there was grating on Peter's nerves but then he heard that name again. "DeWitt, didn't you say you were busy with his case. So his case ended and you two decided to bother me again."

"The DeWitt case ended on a …" Rosalind searched for the right words.

"Bitter sweet note." Robert found the right words.

"Sounds depressing." Peter turned his back to the two and continued to read the help wanted ads. "So know that you're done with that poor sap are you two going to keep bothering me whenever you feel like it?"

He turned to face the twins again but as quickly as the duo appeared they were gone. He sighed. "And they didn't even tell me how they read my mind." He turned back to the ad and read aloud.

"Future Industries assembly line workers needed, no experience required."

"Parker I think you found your livelihood."

A/N: And that chapter 3. It was hard getting this chapter published. There'll be more action in the next chapter and don't worry Parker will meet up with team avatar eventually. I want their meeting to be as organic as possible and they don't just meet out of the blue. The twins won't be appearing for a while. I just thought they were perfect to explained Peters sudden understanding Chinese writing. The next chapter should match up with the beginning of the series. By the way, I don't mind anonymous review I just ask that you put a name with the review. I only ask this because I want to reply to a few of the review. Starting now!

Justus80: Like I said above. Peter will be lone wolfing it for a while but down the road he will be a team player.

Guest 1: (names make this easier) I have seen writers make the Avatar universe more violent than it has to be. Having said that the avatar series does deal with some violent stuff. What I appreciate about the show is that they can achieve this and still be rated for a young audience. Lazy cartoons ( I'm looking at you Ultimate Spider-Man) use the 'it's for kids' excuse to get away with kiddy dumb writing. But show like Batman: The Animated Series and Young Justice push those boundaries with clever and smart writing. That's the style of writing I hope to gain in the future.

Guest 2: I'm not sure Pete would start a full fledged movement to stop Amon. Spider-Man is a loner at heart and that is a trait, or flaw, that will be addressed later on in the story. And I have to disagree with you on Amon. While he does pull of the judge, jury, and executioner shtick to a tee I don't think he's a typical villain. The best kind of villain in my book is one that you could agree with on some points. This allows you to see yourself if you went down the wrong path or got screwed over one too many times. As for parings…LOL I might just make a poll on that one.

Thanks for all the traffic guys I really appreciate it. Schools up and finals are done so expect faster updates. God bless and good night.

P.S.: I'll work harder on the action scenes.