A/N: So since Gwen was raised by Venom, then she doesn't have the exact same moral code as the other spider themed vigilantes. She's way too rebellious for that.

Even though I appeared in a strange world, a city that I think is New York, I got amped. You wanna know why?

I met another vigilante who can do most of the things I can do! I learned how fun it is to swing across a city with way more office buildings than San Francisco. It made me agree to do the one thing I promised I wouldn't do.

I revealed my identity to Spider-Man who revealed to be Peter Parker. He looked so spooked when I told him my full name. Like I was some ghost. When I was trying to understand I noticed a picture of him and some blonde chick.

"Who is this?"

He wiped his face downwards as if I asked a difficult question."That's…Gwen Stacy".

I turned to him in utter shock and disbelief. "What? That's impossible! I'm Gwen Stacy!"

He sighed before explaining everything. Not only was there an alternate version of me but Peter dated her, and she and I had completely different personalities.

This Gwen was classy, sophisticated, genius, beautiful, and…perfectly straight. Even her outfits made her seem like a typical good girl. Surprisingly, she didn't have the same facial features, her hair looked manageable, and my hair was always wildly grunge. Unfortunately, I was able to notice why he had a sad expression and why I felt a sense of guilt.

"Where is she now?"

Peter looked down and groaned, struggling to answer my question. As much as I hoped the answer was that she broke up with and married someone else, I was smart enough to know the real answer.

"Oh my God…I'm so sorry—"

Then there was an alert on Peter's phone. He checked and decided to leave through his bedroom window. I decided to follow when Spider-Man stopped me. "I think you should stay here".

"What? Why?"

"Because it's too dangerous".

I huffed in disbelief. "Are you f* kidding me?"

"Hey! Language!" He said before leaping off the building. I couldn't believe this! The second he finds out I have the same name as his dead girlfriend he acts so controlling. Well, unfortunately for him, I am the opposite of 'sit still and look pretty'.

Swinging to a scene where a dude with wolf-like physiology, and buff body figure was almost winning a battle against the male Webster. The dude would've been mauled if not for me kicking its snout. The wolf cried in pain, I turned to Spider-Man who seemed horrified at my attack.

"You're welcome".

He seemed pissed. Hard to tell because his mask couldn't make facial movements, but years of the SFPD chief scolding me made it easy to tell.

Taking me away to the top of a building, he paced around. I figured that if I defended myself before the scolding began, then he'd lose the chance to make his lecture speech.

"Spidey, bro, I didn't kill him. But I can be just as badass to show I'm fine".

"No Gw—Ghost Spider! You do realize that he could've died from blood loss? Not only that but citizens might be too shocked to trust you!"

I narrowed my lenses at him. "If you're expecting me to weep over psychopathic inhuman criminals then you don't know me AT ALL".

"I can't believe I had my hopes up thinking you had empathy", Spider-Man grumbled with his back turned so I wouldn't see him scowling. Not that it was smart, I mean the dude's suit is made out of regular spandex. So I still wouldn't know what he was thinking if he was facing my direction. "What happened to you that made you like this?"

I was in disbelief at his question. "You can't be serious—wait…back up, you assumed I was exactly like your dead girlfriend?!"

"Well, you have her name don't you!"

I clicked my tongue, something I did when I was so pissed but knew punching the A-hole would be something I'd regret. So, I looked him dead in the lens.

"Tell me this: You assumed I was some basic uptight chick, who was classy? You would seriously ignore my punk wild hair, my huge lack of uptight nerdiness, AND my way of fighting bad guys?"

"Don't talk smack about her".

"I'll say whatever I want about her. I have her name, don't I?" I sneered.

"Listen here you little—",

"Bu-bai!" I fell backward off the edge of the rooftop. As I'm swinging away, I look back to see the guy chasing after me. I snarled, mask forming a sharp-toothed mouth in a snarl. "This guy is persistent, I'll give him that".

Some costumed villain attacked me from out of nowhere. Yes, my spider senses were tingling but I assumed it was because of Peter. Falling into a parking lot near a supermarket, I groaned. "Okay villain…whoever you are, untie me. If you don't, well, you're about to see my ugly side".

Three men in old Western outfits came down their ropes from a helicopter hovering about. Ghost Spider hummed in confusion. "How the hell did I not notice a chopper following me?"

Do these guys expect to beat me dressed as Old West outlaws? Well, at least they aren't like the Enforcers from my dimension.

A tall, buff guy tried to smash me against the supermarket's brick wall. I mentally scoffed as I had my feet on the ground and flipped him over me. He couched at the pain of crashing onto the wall upside down. "I've faced bigger macho men than you pal—ack!" Smaller, lightweight kicked me in the side.

Damn…this one is a bit of a pickle to beat.

I felt like I was doing that TikTok trend where someone sways their hips side to side when dodging some sharp stick object.

Fortunately for me, this guy wasn't as dangerous as the demonic troll-sized member. So I quickly yanked his spear and webbed him inside a cocoon.

The third one, who I assumed was the leader, raised his fists at me. My spider sense didn't have to tell me to back away—no, it did and I didn't listen to it. Some shockwave came out of his gauntlets, knocking me to a car.

People were filming the action and some of them grimaced at how painful that must have been. I groaned and stood up on the engine hood. Yup, that shockwave sent me flying to a windshield. "This pain…is a lesson saying I should train more".

"Well albeit, there's another female costumed freak other than the cat dame, I'm surprised you weren't prepared for Shocker".

I cartwheeled off the car I crashed into and prepared for battle. "Your name is Shocker? Ooh, could you not pick a name more lame than that?"

"I was told to deal with a 'Spider', could've sworn I was told to fight one that's a man. You his sidekick?" Shocker asked in an interested tone.

"I'd rather hang myself than be some guy's lap dog".

Shocker was about to fire when something sharp impaled him from behind. He coughed out blood and collapsed. Looking at whoever impaled Shocker, I couldn't believe I was viewing a guy in a red and black suit. He had pouches and held a sharp katana. He laughed with glee. No way was he another spider-themed hero, despite bystanders murmuring whether he was the other red guy. "(satisfied sighed) I killed another D-List asshole, woo-hoo!"

Then he looked at me. "Woah, woah, woah! Spidey never told me the chick with the same powers was a chick!". Then he said a foul curse word. "I said chick twice".

"Ugh, I wasn't my anger out on the enforcers! I don't feel motivated to kick your ass".

"What makes you think I'm a bad guy?"

"Dude, you just killed someone with a katana. No way in hell would Spider-Man allow that in this city".

"Wow…two out of three. But I'm an anti-hero. And I'm here to take you home".

I just laughed harshly. "How many young women fell for that before today?" The sword guy clicked his tongue, but in a way to show he was impressed that I wasn't easy to kidnap. He put on a ring and rotated his main finger in a circular motion. The next thing I know, I'm falling downwards. Once the falling stopped, I felt like something lumpy broke my fall.

"What the f* did I just land on—Eddie?!" I gasped, as I realized that I was in his office, at night, and he was carrying a briefcase.

"Gw—Ghost Spider?! Where the hell have you been young lady?!"

"A different dimension. What did I just land on?"

Eddie sighed. "A thug disguised as a janitor. I don't think he's still alive.