"W-What the heck happened?" Peter or White Spider said getting up from the ground. He looked around and saw he was in a room that looked like space and it seemed he was on a asteroid.
"Where am I?" Peter screamed. "Hello? Anyone out there?"
"Hello Peter." A soft yet demonic voice said behind said person. Peter turned around and saw a man flying in the air. He had black hair going down to his shoulders. He wore a black chest plate with bronze pants and red blood wings with black tips.
"Who are you?" Peter said getting his guard up. "My name is Pharis I am the avatar for the god of time. The reason I have called you here is because I need your help."
"Why would you possibly want with me?" Peter replied/asked.
"The Avatar of Fire has escaped his prison and was sent back in time a year before you left and I thought that you could help us stop him. He is a traitor and a murderer."
"Even if I do help What do I get out of this?"
"We have decided to make you an avatar. You will still have your powers but they will be stronger and 30 times better than they are now. Your reflexes, agility and senses. But the only god who didn't have a avatar is the gold of death so you will become the avatar of death. It allows you to be immortal, bring people back to life, and summon the dead as well as other things. Do you accept?"
"I guess I do but won't the timeline change if I go back?"
"No actually it will become a new timeline so nothing is distorted and you can go back once you have taken down the avatar of fire Dees." Pharis stated.
Peter nodded his head. "Okay I am ready send me back." With a big blue flash Peter was thrown into a worm hole leading him strait through time.