"I'm sorry, Mr. Parker... That thing you gave me, that key..." he holds it out "...I think I really messed it up. I want to do what you asked. I really do, but... I'm sorry. I'm not sure I'm the guy. I can't do this without you"
"Hey! Kid!" a voice comes up from behind Miles.
Terrified, Miles pulls his mask down and turns around as the figure steps forward. Miles panics and throws his arms up, accidentally delivering a surge from his hands which was his venom strike. The Dark Figure flies back as webbing flies from his hands and sticks to Miles, yanking Miles forward.
"Woah!!" the boy shouts in surprise.
Miles sits up and looks at his hands from where the webbing had come out of.
"What did I do to him? Uh..." he asks himself "I'll have to ask tia Victoria about this"
And yes he did go to his aunt for most things, especially scientific or experimental ones.
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Victoria left the funeral right as it was ending, giving Mary Jane another hug as well as aunt May.
"Take care of yourselves" she told both of them.
"We will. You do so as well" aunt May told her.
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Miles runs over to the body, pulls back his jacket and reveals a Spider-Man costume.
"No... Who are you?" Miles wondered,
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'"Alright people, let's do this one last time. My name is Peter B. Parker..." Peter Parker's voice sounded "...I was bitten by a radioactive spider. And for the last twenty-two years I thought I was the one and only "Spider-Man"
Peter on a gargoyle drinking coffee with the morning paper.
"I'm pretty sure you know the rest" he continued as a rapid barrage of images from Spider-Man canon whiz by. Instead of Uncle Ben on the bed, for instance, it's aunt May "You see I saved the city, fell in love, I got married, saved the city some more, maybe too much, my marriage got testy, made some dicey money choices. Don't invest in a Spider-themed restaurant..."
We see a few fast images of Spider-Man doing his thing but losing a step, swinging with coffee, etc, standing in front of a shuttered Spideys, signing divorce papers, holding his back to relieve its pain, making bad investments, a door slamming on his face, getting hit by a drone...
"...Then like fifteen years passed blah blah blah super boring, I broke my back, a drone flew into my face, I buried Aunt May, my wife and I split up. But I handled it like a champion" Peter cries on the floor of the shower in his spider- suit "'Cause you know what? No matter how many times I get hit, I always get back up"
Peter's slumped like a slug in bed, wearing his costume. His alarm goes off -- he lifts up his mask and immediately pulls it back down. He refuses to shut off the alarm, so it keeps blaring. He watches TV. A nature show. Seahorses reflecting in his sad eyes on his costume mask.
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"And I got a lot of time to reflect and work on myself. Did you know that seahorses that they mate for life? Could you imagine a seahorse seeing another seahorse and then making it work?" his voice goes quiet "She wanted kids and it scared me" Peter sits on the roof of a building looking at his phone, deciding whether or not to call MJ "I'm pretty sure I broke her heart. Flash forward, I'm in my apartment doing pushups, doing ab crunches, getting strong..." you can see Peter, with his costume half on, eating pizza "...when this weird thing happened"
A tremor hits the room causing the same strange "color separation" we saw before. Peter's whole body suddenly shakes and vibrates as he looks up. Where a psychedelic portal opens up suddenly, sucking him toward it making his body fly up.
"... And I gotta say, weird things happen to me a lot. But this was real weird" Peter uses his limbs to fight but it's too strong... the portal closes. The pizza slice drops on the floor.
Halftone Peter flies screaming through an insane multiverse, trying to pull his mask on over his face...he is falling towards a strange kaleidoscope of Spider-Men, just like we saw earlier, towards the bright center. Peter explodes in an energy burst out of the collider and Peter tumbles and careens through a blur of the city and night sky as his molecules re solidify, coming to rest in...Times Square.
Peter slowly stands, stares open-mouthed at strange buildings, billboards and stores with close-but-not-quite- right logos.
"...You see I was in New York, but... things were different" finally Peter looks at a ticker-tape LED sign in front of NNN (National News Network-- a cable station):
"NEW YORK'S HERO, SPIDER-MAN, FOUND DEAD AT 26"
"...Also I was dead. And blonde. I was kind of... perfect. It was like looking in a mirror" we cut from Peter to this new Peter, lifting his mask. One slick and new, one old and beat up.
"I have a feeling the thing that brought me here, was the thing that got him killed. You wanna know what happened next? Me too" he said as he was knocked out when he went to visit the graveyard.'
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"Tía!" Miles called out to his aunt as he gets back home after he manages to escape the police by dragging the unconscious body with him "Tia!"
"Miles? What are you doing here?" Victoria came up from behind him after she had parked the car "¿¡Que co...?!" she cut herself off, taking a deep breath and calming down "What is this Miles?"
"Could...could you help me get him inside?" Miles asked her.
With a sigh, Victoria hocked her arms under the limp man's armpits and drags him into her apartment. She took her armchair and they tied the man to it.
"I...I was trying to see the..you know the..." Victoria nodded as she knew what he was going to say "And this man just...just came up from behind me. I...something came out of my hands and knocked him unconscious..."
While he finished explaining the remaining of what he had done that night, the man finally woke up. Again. For the fourth time that night.
