"So, I guess it's time for you all to find out about me and the villains who your own Peter fought?" Peter-3 asked, already dreading watching all of this. Peter-2 smirked at him as he glared back at his older alter.

"I'm hoping this is more upbeat than the older Peter." Matt said as Peter-3 snorted.

"Not a chance."

The scene opened up on a young boy, head in his hands, counting for a game of Hide and Seek, before walking through the rooms of his house, searching for his father, checking behind curtains and doors, wearing his fathers glasses, before calling for his father after entering his study and finding the place had been damaged badly.

"Oh, we're starting here." Peter-3's breath caught in his throat, wondering what relevance this had, if this was about Harry, sure, but he had a feeling this would be about Doctor Connors and him becoming Spider-Man.

"Who is that guy?" Yelena asked, having an inkling.

"A scientist, working on some secret projects." Peter-3 said. He hoped he wouldn't have to mention who the man actually was, he knew if he did, it'd open some wounds.

His father entered the room and began to search for a folder, finding it, he told his wife to get his son and go as he wiped his research from his chalkboard. Driving in the rain, they pulled up outside of a small house, going inside, they sat down with the occupants as the young boy sat in the next room.

"He's definitely got something he needs to hide, something dangerous, maybe?" MJ questioned.

"Extremely, in the wrong hands." Peter-3 clarified.

"Why do I have a bad feeling about all of this?" Cindy asked.

"Because it doesn't have a happy ending, unfortunately." Uatu explained.

"You're gonna stay with Aunt May and Uncle Ben for a while." The father said to the young boy.

"That's you?" Tony asked Peter-3.

"Yeah, that's the last time I ever saw my parents alive." He said, looking down sadly as everyone cast him sympathetic looks.

Peter's mother told his Aunt how he liked sandwiches and to sleep, as Peter begged to go with his parents, his father telling him to be good. The scene then cut to the present, Peter sticking photos in a high school display before being hit by a basketball in the head, greeting the guy who hit him with "Morning, Flash."

"I'm so sorry, Peter." Kate told him as he gratefully nodded to her.

"Thanks, my Aunt May, she couldn't give me a perfect life, but her and my Uncle Ben, they gave me a good life, a life of responsibility and instilling good values." Peter-3 stated. "I'm forever grateful for what they did for me, even if I didn't always appreciate it or realise at the time how they were helping."

"Wait, that big guy is me? Why is every other Flash jacked and I'm like this?" Flash moaned.

"Well, at least you seem to be alot smarter than our versions of you." Peter-2 joked as Flash shook his head and gave a small smile back.

Peter skated through the halls, being called over to be asked to photo a classmate's boyfriends car, as a teacher called Peter out to tell him to not skate in the halls, he approached his locker to find a couple making out against it.

"Why does every universe seem to have a Midtown High, or some version of it, with at least a Peter and a Flash?" Betty asked.

"The multiverse is a concept about which we know frighteningly little." Strange told her.

He scowled when he heard what sounded like a hastily covered "Bullshit." from Natasha, coughing into her hand.

Peter went out into the school yard and took a photo of a woman sitting there, reading a book.

"Stalker." Coughed MJ, but stopped mocking at the look of pain on Peter-3's face.

"Who is that?" Ned asked.

"That's Gwen." Peter-3 explained, his voice shaking as he spoke. "Gwen Stacy. She...She was my MJ, or Mary Jane."

"Was?" Bruce asked softly.

"Was." Peter said, facing the floor again. "There was a fight, with Electro and with Harry Osborn, my Harry, my Green Goblin. I tried to keep her away from it, tried to keep her safe. She insisted on coming. She...she didn't make it."

"I could have sworn I had a dream about this once..." Peter-2 mumbled to himself.

At another table, a crowd gathered as Flash dunked a kids head in some food, demanding Peter take a photo, who refused. Peter then called him Eugene, as Flash dropped the other kid and attacked Peter, knocking him to the floor with a punch and throwing him down several more times when he tried to rise.

"Wow, I'm an even bigger dick in this universe than in the other Peter's, aren't I?" Flash asked.

"You got better." Peter-3 smiled to him. "Or at least, I didn't notice it as much."

"You just don't know when to stay down, do you?" Clint teased.

"It's a Peter Parker trait." May proudly smiled.

Gwen then got in the way and told Flash to leave him alone, reprimanding him for not studying. In class, Gwen turned to Peter and said what he did was great, stupid but great, then asked him to confirm his name in case he had a concussion.

"She's told you." Abe jabbed Flash.

"It isn't me!"

"It's a shame we didn't have our own Gwen to keep you in line." Ned told Flash, who glared at him.

"Yeah, best check there's no concussion, you'd hate to have one." Natasha nodded.