A spider-ite right?
Miguel has seen a lot of things.
And he means a lot, it’s as if the second he decided to don that suit and take up the mantle of his far more colorful predecessor, everything went to shit and burned to the ground.
So an orange portal appearing out of nowhere in the sky and a figure popping out of it immediately slamming into him while he was mid swing shouldn’t surprise him as much, he saw crazier stuff.
But him not being surprised as much didn’t make that fall any easier, at least he hasn’t broken anything in his body.
As he slowly opened his eyes and rose up rubbing the back of his head, he stared at the thing, or more like a person that slammed into him.
Seeing what they were wearing his immediate thought was that this guy was a spider-ite, black suit with red accents, seemed to fit the description pretty well, although he does not know where they got that suit from, the inaccuracies are killing him, if they’re gonna try and pretend to be him at least they could do it correctly, why is he bleeding from the armpits?
judging from their height and frame, they appear to be young, maybe fourteen, fifteen years old?
Shock, where are this kid’s parents and why are they letting them go hang around the spider-ites.
Unless his parents are ones themselves.
Well that’s just concerning.
“Hey kid, are you okay?” He finally asked as he stood on both of his feet hovering over the spider-ite.
The kid’s eyes shot open in surprise, revealing wide white eyes, kind of like the eyes of the heroic age Spider-man he thinks.
Before he could let out another word, the kid yelps in surprise and suddenly there are webs on his face.
Webs? Where did those come from?
He stumbles backwards as he attempts to get rid of the webbing from his face while a million thoughts rush in his head, who is this kid? How does he have webbing? Is he a result of alchemax’s horrible experiments? God he does not like the implications of that.
Once he finally got rid of the web, he looked up to see the kid already on his feet and running away.
Shock.
“HEY WAIT!” He shouts as he shoots his webbing and swings after him.
The kid does the same thing and starts swinging away, sometimes he’d even run on walls, this is filling his head with worries he never thought he’d be thinking about when he woke up this morning.
What did alchemax do to this poor kid? How did it even happen? He’s pretty sure that the machine was destroyed the day he mutated right?
Did they rebuild it? Has Stone continued on this Spiderman project behind his back? God he hopes not, he really does, he thought that now Tyler would be busy with chasing Nueva York’s downtown one and only Spider-Man and he’d forget about the super soldier project they had going, apparently not.
The kid seems panicked, maybe he just escaped Alchemax, maybe he thinks that Miguel is out to get him.
Shooting a web that landed right on the kid’s foot, he managed to pull him back towards him just enough for him to leap and finally catch him, retracting his talons to make sure that the kid won’t get punctured by them.
Whoever this kid was, he really wasn’t happy with this given how much he’s struggling in between Miguel’s clutches, he can’t blame him, he’d freak the shock out just the same if a 5’10 figure in a stupid day of the dead suit started chasing him around downtown, but he really needs answers right now.
“Woah, calm the shock down kid!” He tried to reassure, granted he doesn’t sound so reassuring, he never sounds reassuring, it’s not in his nature to assure people, and in response to that he received an elbow to his chin.
“Okay- ow, alright you leave me no choice kiddo” he says as he swings up on top of a rooftop and binds the kid with webbing.
He’s not handling this situation too well, he never handles situations all that well, he doesn’t know what he’s doing.
“Listen kid, I’m gonna need you to calm-“
“Let me go!” The kid cuts him off.
“I’m not gonna hurt you! I just need to ask you some questions, okay? It’ll be brief I promise” he replies, trying his best to not escalate this situation, to his surprise though, there’s a bright blue flash and an electric buzz and suddenly he’s pushed away as the webbing explodes and the kid is on his feet and in a fighting stance.
Miguel’s eyes shot as wide as dinner plates staring at the kid in silence.
“Did you just generate electricity from your body, or am I seeing things” he asks, because wow, since when can spiders do that? Can he do that? Is that a part of the mutation or does it imply to the kid only?
“Don’t act stupid Miguel! I’m not gonna let you stop me” the kid spoke and Miguel choked on his spit and venom.
“What- huh, how do you-“ he coughs and clears his throat, “uh- who’s Miguel? Never heard of him” he says in a deeper voice while adding a nueva Yorker accent to his speech.
The kid tilts his head and narrows one eye in confusion while Miguel is sweating balls under his suit, how can the kid know that? Does that mean Alchemax knows too? Oh this is bad.
They stay in that position for a bit, both of them not breaking eye contact as the kid is observing him very carefully.
“You’re not Miguel” the kid finally speaks.
“Of course I’m not Miguel, who is this Miguel you speak of” he replies keeping up the voice and accent.
“No, no, that’s not what I mean, uh, does spider society ring any bells to you?” The kid asks, and Miguel pauses in confusion.
“Spider what now, is this a new name for your spider-ites clubhouse?”
“Spider-who?”
“Oh so you’re not a spider-ite, are you?” He asks.
“Buddy I have no idea what you’re talking about”
“Neither do I? What is this spider society you’re speaking about?”
The kid’s tense shoulders relax a little and he sighs in relief.
“Okay, you’re not- you’re not here to hunt me, you’re not Miguel, you don’t have a watch, you don’t know what the spider society is, that’s good, that’s good”
Miguel stands there as he observes the kid, so the kid is being hunted huh, he knows the feeling, and it’s apparently done by a guy that’s also named Miguel? The questions in his head are piling, but before any of them is let out, the kid suddenly bursts in colors as he screams in pain and appears to be… Glitching?
The glitching stops and the kid collapses on the floor, Miguel approaches him carefully.
“Are you okay?” He asks.
“No I’m not, I’m being hunted down by your counterpart, my father will die in two days, and I’m stuck in your universe with no way out, just great”
Oh well that’s a lot to unpack.
Wait.
“Stuck in my universe?” He asks, “counterpart?”
“Listen, this is gonna sound crazy to hear, but I’m from another dimension” the kid finally says, “I’m that universe’s one and only Spider-Man, well not the only one, there was Peter, but he… well”
Miguel got the memo and let out an ‘ah’ in understanding as he offered the kid a hand to stand up.
“Ah? That’s all you got? I literally told you that I’m from a different universe, aren’t you doubtful or something?” The kid asks.
“Trust me kid, this is not my first experience with dimensional travel”
“You sound like crazy stuff happens to you all the time”
“You’d be surprised”
“I’m Miles by the way” The kid- Miles, finally says, Miguel in turn just stares at him in silence, wow so much for secret identity, does the kid just flaunt his identity everywhere he goes?
“Aren’t you gonna introduce yourself?” Miles asks.
“Kind of beats the whole anonymous vigilante thing” he replies.
“Whatever, I already know you’re Miguel O’hara”
“Who’s-“
“You, don’t try to deny it, plus don’t worry about it, I don’t blab”
“Okay, mr smart guy, would you mind explaining what are you doing in my universe?”
The kid’s eyes on the mask shoot open as if he remembered something important.
“Shoot! My dad!”
He immediately turns and approaches Miguel very quickly.
“Do you have a way to travel the multiverse? Anything!?”
“Uh…”
“Please, please you have to help me, my dad’s in danger, and if I don’t get to him in two days he’ll- oh my god what if they track me down here, I can’t- I can’t let that happen-“ Miles starts panicking and flailing his arms around while sounding absolutely distressed.
“Woah woah, calm down” Miguel grabs him from the shoulders to try and ground him.
“Listen, maybe alchemax can have what you need okay? I’ll see how I can help you, just calm down”
The kid is still tense, but he stops moving around so he’ll count it as a win.
“Okay, good, uh, let’s continue this at my place though, downtown isn’t the greatest place to be planning stuff like this”
Miles nodded and Miguel let go of him to shoot a web at one of the buildings.
“Alright, follow me” he says before leaping off the building, hearing another ‘fwizz’ behind him, ensuring him that the kid is right behind him.
To Babylon towers they go.