Thanks to ilikehats2 and everyone who's send anonymous reviews for the support! Honestly I never really thought I'd get this far on my first story. I've got two more chapters already written after this one plus more in the works. I'm also gonna be accepting private messages for a contest of sorts in the future so stay tuned!
Spider-man opened his eyes. As he got to his feet he felt a sharp pain in his right side.
Ah! Forgot about that! Pain, pain is bad. Seriously, what was up with that guy? Why did he sound so...and who is Madame Web?
"That would be me Spider-man." An elderly woman's voice echoed in his mind.
"Huh? What? Who's there?" Spider-man panicked, he looked around him but saw no evidence of where the voice came from.
A projection of a woman's head appeared before him, she was wearing a blindfold and had short white hair.
"I am not your enemy young Peter. I am a psychic, and I possess the power to observe and travel between all dimensions and times." Web replied.
"Okay, so you're a floating head. Can you help me? I don't know what to do? That guy, he beat me without a second thought. He has my team's gear and he knows me but I don't know him and…" Spider-man spoke at a mile a minute as confusion and panic rushed over him, a feeling that wasn't typical of the hero.
"Stay calm, I can help you. But then you must help yourself."
"Oh great, another living fortune cookie. Just what I needed today."
"I will send you to where you need to go, it is another world. This one is very different from ours and you will be a stranger there."
"Fine, I just need to stop this guy before he does anything to hurt my friends. I'm an Avenger, well kinda, but anyway I have to fix this. I let him get away because I wasn't strong enough, now it's my responsibility."
"Very well. I will transport you there, but then you are on your own. This is a path you must forge for yourself. I will retrieve you once you have competed your task."
A bright light then appeared around Spider-man, engulfing him. He felt strange at first but then oddly calm. Madame Web's voice echoed in his brain.
"Take heed Spider-man and be cautious, for from this point on you are your own worst enemy."
What the heck does that mean? She sounds like Ava, always telling me I'm too reckless and hotheaded. Shoot! I forgot about Ava and the others! Oh man if I survive this she's gonna kill me! I hope Madame Web can send me back to this exact time or else I am royally screwed.
The light vanished and Spider-man looked at the landscape. He saw a crater in front of him, but smoke filled the night sky and the buildings looked abandoned. He noticed his ribs had healed, as were the cuts on his chest.
"Thanks Madame Web, although I guess she's not a cosmic tailor or seamstress." Spider-man saw his costume was still damaged.
Spidey shot a web up towards a building, hoping to regain his bearings and get a vantage point. What he saw terrified him.
No, no no no it can't be…
The skyline revealed Stark Tower, the Empire State Building, and a crashed Tri-Carrier in the East River. This was New York City. Here, he most definitely was a stranger.
As he was web swinging above the streets the silence gave him chills. The people were gone, cars were empty and dead, the plants had overgrown. It was New York City alright, but never had Spider-man ever imagined it like this.
I need to find someone, anyone, I have to find out what happened here.
Spider-man reached the Daily Bugle, and jumped into Jameson's office through a broken window.
No power, no computers. Crap, maybe…
He found a newspaper, the date was exactly one day before he had left his own world, the day he beat the Goblin.
Thinking out loud; "I'm in some twisted future, but what made everything so wrong here?"
Spider-man walked over to a desk and sat down, taking everything in.
"I should go to my house, see if I can get any leads." An idea forming in his head.
Spider-man jumped out of the Bugle and swung for Forest Hills, Queens.
Everything along the way looked the same. Destroyed, derelict, broken. His house looked no different. Spider-man crawled in through his bedroom window and looked around his home. The furniture was in disarray, and no signs of life were to be found.
Why can't I find anyone!? I need one sign, just one bit of help here!
Spider-man walked into his backyard and felt his heart stop. There was a cross.
His aunt May was dead in this world.
The one blood relative he had, was gone.
Seeing this broke him. Taking his mask off Peter knelt and cried. He did this for half an hour. Even though it wasn't his aunt May it was so real, and the thought killed him.
Pulling himself together Spider-man decided to investigate the downed Tri-Carrier. The best chance he had of being able to see his family and friends again was to find them in this world. Mask on, tears wiped away, the webbed wonder took off into the air.
I really hope I run into someone, I'm starting to get really creeped out being alone.