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Chapter 1: Prologue

Location: Earth-42

Miles could only laugh at his current situation.

Only a week ago, he had been getting his exam grades, celebrating his dad's promotion as captain and fighting the villain The Spot. He had also been dearly missing his Spider-friends from other dimensions and wondering whether he would ever see them again.

Now, he had learnt that he was an anomaly, a Spider-mistake, the Spot was some major villain HE had created by throwing a bagel at and his friends had lied to him about who he was, betraying their trust and siding with Miguel O'Hara, leader of the Spider-Society and Spiderman 2099 of Nueva York.

Now, he was on the run, probably a fugitive in Miguel's eyes, with no friends to help him, And what's worse, that stupid Go-Home machine picked up on the DNA of the spider that bit him, sending him not to his home world, but to the dimension the spider that bit him came from.

AND he was now trapped with his Earth-42 counterpart, who was the Prowler in this universe. Here, his dad was dead and his Uncle Aaron was still alive.

It was so ridiculous that Miles couldn't help laughing.

He was staring dead in the eyes of his evil counterpart. Well, Miles didn't know whether he was evil or not. He certainly looked like a villain. But, he had to admit, his purple Jordan's were sick.

The other Miles frowned at him. ''So, you're telling me that you're me from another dimension, and you got bitten by a radioactive spider that gave you powers but that spider was supposed to bite me and now you're considered some sort of mistake and now everyone from that dumb society is after you and your dad has to die just because some stupid algorithm said so?''

''You kinda got the gist of it''. Miles replied.

Prowler-Miles stared at him for another five seconds. ''That's all well and good, but supposing those idiots use their dimensional travel machines to come here, and wreck havoc? I don't think so''.

Prowler Miles raised his glove. ''I'm sorry kid. If you're dead, they won't come looking for you. Then they won't trash my universe''.

Miles heaved a sigh. ''Yeah, I'm sorry too''.

Miles concentrated with all his might and let out a huge amount of electricity from his palms, freeing him from the chains around the punching bag.

For a moment, just like at the society, it stunned Prowler Miles and Uncle Aaron.

Then, they regained their bearings. ''GET BACK HERE''. Prowler Miles activated his helmet and started chasing him as Miles jumped out the window.

Miles swung away as fast as he could, but he was no match for the speed of the Prowler.

He got to Miles after only five swings, making Miles seriously consider his swinging strength.

Prowler aimed a kick at Miles's chest which sent him off his rhythm. He fumbled with his webs and looked up in time to dodge another Prowler kick.

Miles tried to come up with something to escape. He was being beaten badly. He could feel his many cuts across his body. He was too tired to give another Venom shock.

He turned around and mustered all the force he could into a punch. Apparently, he still had some Venom shock power on him.

The punch blasted through the Prowler's mask sending him flying. Miles knew he had been granted a reprieve.

He sped away as fast he could, turning on his invisibility mode. After he got a fair distance, he turned. Prowler Miles was sitting on the edge of a rooftop, looking badly hurt. Miles could almost hear him whispering, ''Another day Spiderman. Until next time''.

Miles wanted to crawl up and die. He looked at his many cuts and injuries. He couldn't even go to his mom's house as his other version would be there.

He was so tired,... angry,... and hungry.

He needed to hide sonewhete for a while before it was safe.

Should he hide out at this universe's version of his school?

No. Too much risk if he was caught.

Just then, he hears a voice in his head, saying, "Miles? Miles Morales?"

'What-... What the hell?!' Miles thought to himself. "Who was that?!" Miles says a little louder than he might to. He then quickly looks over at his Doppelganger and sees that he's still deep into his laptop, paying no mind to Miles. Miles then takes a quick look around, not seeing anyone else... other than Aaron and Earth 42 Miles. 'What, am I hearing things now?! Am I actually losing my mind right now?!'

"No, child! Remain calm. You are still of sound mind." Says the voice.

'Who are you?' Miles Asks.

"You may call me 'Madame Web'." The voice introduced itself or rather 'herself'. "I'm speaking with you telepathically now from my own Earth."

'Web?' Miles asks. 'Oh, what is this?! Another Spider-person coming for me in my own head?! Buzz off!'

"Rest assured that I played no part in the terrible ordeal you've had to face today." Madam Web says. "Miguel doesn't know that I'm reaching out to you. I'm doing this of my own volition. I can tell what you're thinking. But, I am not apart of the Spider-Society. And I want nothing more than for you to have a chance in saving your father. I've opened my own mind to you so that you may know without doubt that I mean what I say."

Miles seems surprised at this. Whoever this Madame Web woman is, she seems to be telling him the truth. He'll buy it for now. 'What do you want with me?'

"It's apparent to me that Miguel doesn't see the larger picture." Madame Web says. "You are not to blame for your Spider-Man dying! What happened to you and he were both completely out of your hands! You being a Spider-Man may have been happenstance. Nevertheless, you've already done so much good with your new gift! Even as a blind old soothsayer, I can see that. Clear as day. I come to you now because Earth 1610 as well as the Multiverse are in danger. Spot has returned to your world and is launching his attack."

That got Miles' full undivided attention. 'Can you see into what's happening on my Earth? Can you see how bad the damage is? The... The people who need my help?"

"I do." Madame Web says. "And it's awful. But, hearing about it won't fix your current predicament. I can sense that you're tired, Miles. Injured. You need time to rest and heal. But, there's not much time left for you to do either. So, if you're willing to trust me, I'd like to help you heal up faster so that you can get back home in time enough to put a stop to Spot."

Yeah. As if Miles was about to turn down help. If from what he's seeing in her head was even half-truthful, he doesn't really have a choice but to accept. If this Madame Web can help him save his dad, he'd do whatever she asks. "Okay. I'm... willing to trust you. What do I need to do?"

He decided to stay put where he was. He lay on the fire escape and closed his eyes to rest.

Not knowing that his presence would change the course of history in this universe.

Chapter End

Next Chapter: Welcome to Earth-42