He is not going back. He can't go back.
Like, he knew he wouldn't be able to stay at home from what Dr.S- Stephen told him. He knew that. But now as he drifted- How can something drift if it has no body?- trought nothingness it really hit him.
No more hangouts with Ned or MJ.
No more training with Matt.
No more patrolling with Team Red
No more scraping the dishes after May burned their dinner.
"Stop. Focus on what's now." He tried to calm himself down (though it was hard when your brain was reprogramming itself to fit to where ever he was going to).
"What even is now?" Peter thought as he waited for- for what? Another chance? He for SURE doesn't deserve it. If onl-
...
Yeah, he waited.
"At least no one would miss me"
See? Even this little voice at the back of his mind could be right once in a while.
Focus
Right that.
So if he didn't know what was happening now, nor what will, then what happened?
Good question, you've received 10 points!
And the answer?
Well, what did Stephen said again?
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-Kid if-if I erase you it would be as if you never existed. A-as if you were never born. Everyone would forget you and that includes us and-and the universe. It would change the frequency that you exist on-change the universe that you are supposed to be in- you can never truly forget something by force. You can chance the frequency that the thing is on so that it would be forced to be in a different world-–
- But it would fix everything. Right?-
-Wha- I mean yes-yes it would. But for what price?-
-I know what the price is Dr.S-
-Stephen-
- ...Stephen, but it is my fault that this is happening so please, please let me fix it-
-Peter you can't d- –
- Please.
-... Are you sure? Do you understand that once i do thos you won't be able to go back?-
-Yeah... let's do this.
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Yeah
So what now?
He was - what was really weird- in nowhere..? And everywhere? I mean it kinda made since, if what Stephen said was true then-
He was falling.
"Wait wha-"
Bum!
He was falling no more.
Peter struggled but opened his eyes(yey! He had a body again!).
"Oh god, I tired."
"Jeez who knew inter-dimentiontional travel was soooo tiring?" He whispered to Noone but himself.
Hold up.
Didn't he just fall? Then why-
"It didn't hurt that much. Why didn't it hurt?" He wondered.
Listen its not like i am not greatfull that it didn't hirt but i mean i was falling right? Wait, did I just spawn in a diffrent universe?" Peter was too tired to think more about it.
..you know what ? Nevermind, it's probably magic"
It smelled.
But like really smelled and it wasnt pleasent for his senses(when you can smell every rotting banana peel, apple, leftovers and generally trash in nearly 20 meter radius imagine being next to it- ugh)."Jeez who knew inter-dimentiontional travel was soooo tirin"
He've fallen into a dumpster. Of course he does and if that wasn't enough, from his spot he can hear at least 3 or 4 different crimes happening at the same time. "What is this city? A bigger Hell's Kitchen?"
He had no energy to check. Peter fell asleep.
Peter was no stranger to the streets. He and May had to live a few weeks on them right after they've selled the old apartment. It wasn't that bad, there were shelters they could spend the night in. Still, there were some nights when they were full with people that needed them more. After a month and half May secured a deal with a landlord and they moved in to a small apartment.
Now though, it was only him.
Him alone.
And Peter didn't even have any prove that he was well-himself. Hell! He didn't have ANY prove that he was a human in this world.
"Don't panic. Panic clouds the mind" Matt used to tell him."Matt...at least he's safe..." Peter started to lose himself in his thoughts.
"C'mon Peter pull yourself together." He mentally smacked himself
What do you need to do first?
Food, water and shelter... and probably SOME documents. Without them he has no way of getting any job.
Shelter... that may be a problem since this city didn't look like it had anything good to offer.
Scratch everything. He needed information. Some knowledge on where he was.
"Free info and connection to the internet would be great-is there even internet?- if there was then he could make some documents for himself, two birds with one stone. But what is the stone?
A library."
That is how Peter's hunt for a library started-it HAD to be at least two hours later now-
"Dont tell me this city doent have one- what if its a world without libraries?"
Peter was wandering for a few hours now but no luck. There was a couple times when some dudes wanted to mug him, he managed to dodge some of them but he had to knock one out. Well, it's not like Peter wanted to knock him out but the guy just would not listen to him. "Shame. He didn't even give me any directions"
Peter was glad that Matt had insisted on teaching him how to fight without showing his powers becouse" What if they lock me up in a lab? What if they kill everyone with powers?"
He needed to find a library or he's gonna lose it.
Finally!
After what felt like a century he found a library.
"It's around noon so it should still be open." Peter hoped as he pushed the door "Open! Thank god"
The inside looked... cozy -librarly?- just...like a normal library? It was a two-party building with few windows. From where he was standing he could hear the AC buzzing but it didnt seem to be turned on."Weird"Peter thought. Evere since landing in the not-so-freaky-after-all world his senses are acting out. He worked on them with Matt before and controlling them came like second nature to him so why was it happening?"Maybe-just maybe I shouldn't pry into that this much after all I was just yeeted through dimentions."
" Okey, the moment of truth– what changed?" He wondered as he sat behind the computer in the most secluded area.
Peter was in a city that didn't exits. Okey, maybe just maybe that was a bit dramatic but still Gotham was something.(Whatever actions were took by whoever to create this city, Peter hopes there will never be a city like Gotham back at home.) and he hopes to finda home
The crime levels were so high that before he found an actual number in some articles it was just labeled as a 'Gotham' procentage. Peter had never saw something even remotely close to that. And he saw a lot.
And if he really thought about it, it made sense. Becouse how many times was he nearly mugged when he was searching? In made him nauseous. Cause shouldn't you do something? Why are you slacking? Spider-Man is much more needed the-
Spider-man
Peter paused his typing.
"Should I? I mean even with the Bats there are a lot of crimes but what about the no meta rule? Is that true? If it is I would probably had to change cities. Metropolis (what even is with that name? So lame.) looked way better."
Peter sank in his chair- it had to be like 2 hours since he arrived.
" But in Gotham they are more likely to hire someone without looking too closely at the documents"
It's not like Peter doubted his hacking skills - sure, it was not his strongest suit but when you had a friend like Ned you were bound to learn something.
"Ned...No nope nu-uh you have work to do Peter you have to reschedule the whole 'breakdown' thing"
Peter sat there just blankly staring at the screen.
"Okey, calm down, what do you know?"
He knew that this world had its 'Avengers' - the Justice League. There were few other - younger teams but Peter had went down a diffrent rabbit hole.
The Batman.
Peter was in Gotham so he wanted to know nothing about its vigilante.
And that?
That was a very every deep rabbit hole
.
The closing time was nearing but so was creating a fake document trail.
So far he had created himself a birth certificate, a home-schooled title, he linked himself with a dead family so it didn't look that he came out of nowhere, learned said family history (it was scary how similliar it was to his own) and polished everything so it looked little more real.
Now, that he had hacking and getting a some-what picture of this world, he briefly looked up the shelters.
Yeah, no chance he would sleep in one of those tonight.
It was said that crimes were so much popular in these and that there was hardly any place left.
And honestly? Peter didn't wanted to be murdered on the first night.
It's going to be a really long night.