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Peter looked around his apartment and how it looked like it was slowly coming together. It wasn't much, but it was the best he could do with what he had.
And he didn't have much.
His friends and family basically forgot even know he existed, and his only family member Aunt May died. She died because of him.
If he had sent those villains back when he had the chance then she would still be here. But then they would've been sent back to their world to die. Something he knew neither him nor May would've been proud of.
It just hurts. He's on his own with no friends as to save the universe, he had to make everyone forget his identity. Everyone on earth forgot who Peter Parker is.
Peter Parker doesn't have a life anymore. All that's left to him now is Spider-Man.
And what's worst is the only way he can pay rent for his place, he needed to get a job as a photographer for the man that caused all of this.
J. Jonah Jameson was the one who revealed his identity, Mysterio might've sent the video, but Jameson released it. He was the reason that they couldn't get into college, the reason he went to Dr. Strange to fix everything but then he botching the spell that destroyed his life.
His thoughts were interrupted by his police scanner that went off telling him a crime was taking place. Knowing what he has to do, Peter Weber over to his newly designed suit.
The web tracks and brighter color scheme all gel with the classic design elements to create that classic Spider-Man look. Swinging off into the night, Peter had no idea that there was something different happening tonight.
And it was because the multiverse was still broken.
It was a bright and sunny day in Arendelle, Princess Anna walked up to a huge window and gasped excitedly at the light sprinkling of snow that was falling.
Jumping with excitement, she ran to a door over the other side of the room, she walked up to it and cleared her throat.
"Elsa?" she asked in a sweet friendly tone, knocking a tune on the door, in a sing-song voice, she asked.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" she clasped her hands together and slumped over hoping for an answer. "Come on let's go and play." she spun around and leaned against the door sliding down onto the hardwood floor.
Anna tried to look under her sister's door but to no avail, she couldn't see her sister or anything inside.
"I never see you anymore, come out the door, it's like you've gone away." Anna walked away, her heart a bit down.
She sat in the middle of the ballroom, playing with two dolls that distinctly resembled both herself and Elsa.
"We used to be best buddies, but now we're not." Anna played with the dolls and frowned, looking down at them in confusion.
"I wish you would tell me why." Anna fell backwards onto the floor and the dolls skid across the shiny surface.
Anna stood at her sister's door trying to peek through the keyhole, attempting to coax Elsa out.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" Anna pursed her lips up against the keyhole and mumbled into it.
"It doesn't have to be a snowman." Anna leaned back, hearing her sister sigh from inside and smiled.
"Go away, Anna," Elsa exclaimed, she was getting rather annoyed at her sister, Anna slumped her shoulder.
"Ok bye." Anna walked away in defeat; her heart shattered how her sister doesn't want to play.
Inside, Elsa was staring out the window, with a penguin plushie tightly sitting in her arms. Suddenly her hands froze the window seal and her plushie, Elsa jolted back, staring at her mistake.
Agnar walked in and saw the scared expression on his daughters' face, going to her side, he took the plushie and dusted it off.
He placed the penguin plush, on a shelf above the fireplace and covered Elsa's hand in a small white glove.
"The gloves will help, see conceal it." Agnar smiled down at her, Elsa nodded understanding what he meant.
"Don't feel it," Elsa exclaimed, this was her chance to gain control of her.
"Don't let it show." Agnar covered her hand, with his, making sure the message was put across.
A slightly older Anna slid across the hardwood floor down the hall and stopped in front of Elsa's door laughing.
"Do you want to build a snowman or ride our bike around the halls?" Anna stood on the seat of the two-seater bike, riding it down a flight of stairs.
She clattered down the stairwell; a noticeable thud could be heard when she reached the bottom as she lay in the arms of a suit of armor.
"I think some company is overdue." Anna sprinted across a room towards a couch and flipped herself over the arm and landed with a thud on the cushions.
"I've started talking to the pictures on the walls." she winked and pointed up at a picture, smiling. "Hang in their Joan," she told the knight in one of the pictures, as he prepared for battle.
Anna lay on the floor before a large Grandfather clock, her feet leaning up against the clock.
"It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms, just watching the hours tick by." She sang kicking her feet back and forth to the rhythm of the clock's ticking. Anna clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth, twitching her eyes back and forth.
Elsa paced around her room looking at one of her bedroom walls, which was covered in jagged ice, that was slowly climbing up the wall.
"I'm scared, it's getting stronger." Her voice wavered, as she looked down at her hands in fear.
"Getting upset will only make it worse, you need to calm down." Agnar tried to reassure his eldest daughter, taking a few steps towards her.
"No, don't touch me!" Elsa recoiled away making sure they didn't touch her, as she held her hands close to her body.
"Please, I don't want to hurt you." Agnar backed away and Iduna placed a hand on his shoulder, they both look at Elsa with sadness.
Anna slid up to her sister's door, about to say something, but stopped herself knowing she wasn't going to get an answer.
"See you in two weeks," Anna ran into her parent's room and pulled them into a hug, as Agnar and Iduna hugged her back.
Then Agnar and Iduna stood at the bottom of the stairs, Elsa bowed before them, her face solemn.
"Do you have to go?" She confessed through glassy eyes, hoping that they stay, Agnar and Iduna look at her with and understanding of her concern.
"You'll be fine Elsa," Agnar told her, with a smile, Iduna nodded, what they were going to do required her to not know.
A storm rages and waves raise high dwarfing the Arendelle ship, against a flash of lightning.
The ship tries to sail over the wave, but the water forces the ship to tip over and soon flattens.
The wave disappears, the ship was nowhere to be seen, nothing surfaced from the swell and no sign of any life appears, nothing was left on the surface of the water.
Anna walked down the hall slowly and silent, as she wrapped the edge of her shawl further around her shape.
She stood in front of Elsa's door looking down tears brimming in her eyes as she raised her hand knock.
"Elsa, please I know you're in there." Anna sang, her voice was ever so slightly cracking, she just wanted her sister to answer.
"People have been asking where you've been." Anna leaned against the door, trying to listen for her sister's answer.
"They say have courage and I'm trying to." Anna looked up at the door, a few stray tears ran down her cheeks. "I'm right out here for you, just let me in."
She slid down to the floor, before pulling her knees closer to her chest.
"We only have each other, it's just you and me." Anna shook her head back and forth, looking up at the ceiling. "What are we going to do?"
Anna began to cry, tears streaking down her face, as she sang her final plea to her sister.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" Her voice cracked, as the words whisper through the door.
On the other side of the door, Elsa sat at its base in the same position as her sister, her eyes glassy and cold. Tears brimming her eyes, as she looked up at her ceiling and buried her head into her knees to cry.
But suddenly, Elsa looked around and felt as her room began to shake. She suddenly looked around, afraid of what's about to happen when reality began to warp around her, and she suddenly ended up falling and landing on a pile of snow in the middle of New York.
"What?" Elsa asked as she got up and looked around to see the snowy New York. "Where am I?"