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Miles and Y/N plummeted through the vibrant swirls of the portal, the disorienting colors blurring around them. As they spiraled into the unknown, Miles couldn't suppress his screams, the disconcerting journey unsettling him. On the other hand, Y/N, accustomed to interdimensional travel, maintained a stoic demeanor.

Abruptly, the portal vanished, and the duo found themselves hurtling toward a sprawling metropolis. Skyscrapers, bustling streets, and unfamiliar faces filled their vision as the two navigated their chaotic descent.

Miles, grappling with the glitching effects of traversing dimensions, stumbled and fumbled through the urban landscape. Y/N, unfazed, had a blanket unexpectedly draped over him, cushioning his fall as he descended a lengthy flight of stairs.

After a series of comedic mishaps, Y/N and Miles regained their composure, swinging through the cityscape. As they marveled at the unfamiliar surroundings, their heightened senses detected commotion nearby.

In the distance, a black-and-white figure emerged, taunting Gwen and Anya. It was the Spot.

"See that? It's incredible, it's like I'm a whole new person!"

Gwen and Anya, seemingly puzzled, scanned their surroundings for Spot's whereabouts.

"Where did he go?" Gwen asked.

"Hold still, damn it!" Anya followed in frustration, clearly not having it with Spot's antics.

Without hesitation, Y/N and Miles propelled themselves toward Gwen and Anya.

Amidst Spot's portal antics, Gwen seized the opportunity, entangling him in her webs. She prepared to unleash a punch, but Spot, defiant even in restraints, taunted her with, "That's the best you can do?"

Spot's arrogance was interrupted by the arrival of Miles and Y/N.

"Miles? Y/N?" Anya called out.

"We're here to help!" Miles declared.

However, Spot, using the limited mobility granted by his restraints, managed to land a kick squarely on Gwen's face. She spiraled downward.

"Oopsie Daisy, you weren't expecting that, were you? Neither was I," Spot taunted.

Y/N sprang into action, taking charge.

"Miles, get him. I got Gwen!"

Determined, Y/N leaped after Gwen, ready to catch her.

Y/N swiftly caught Gwen mid-fall, but instead of gratitude, he was met with anger.

"What are you doing here?" Gwen demanded, her frustration evident.

"Trying to save you!" Y/N retorted, his tone matching her intensity.

"Did you and Miles follow us?" Gwen's voice betrayed her disbelief.

"No! We just... happened to be in the area?" Y/N's response wavered, lacking conviction.

Gwen's frustration intensified. "Do you even know where we are right now?"

Y/N shook his head, admitting, "No clue."

As they swung to a nearby ledge, Gwen's emotions spilled out. "I never should have come to see you."

Y/N felt a pang of hurt, and his frustration bubbled to the surface. "You're mad at me? How about you explain what you've been so suspicious about?"

Gwen's stuttered response only confirmed Y/N's suspicions. "I... I don't know what you're talking about," she said weakly.

Y/N softened slightly, his anger giving way to concern. "Gwen, what's going on? What aren't you telling me?"

Before Gwen could respond, their conversation was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of Anya and Miles, swinging after the Spot.

The group landed on a nearby pole, where they were met by another Spider in a vibrant red and blue suit, adorned with intricate designs.

"Who are the new guys?" the Spider inquired, eyeing Y/N and Miles curiously.

Gwen took the lead in introductions. "Hey Pav, this is Y/N and Miles."

Anya interjected with a hint of annoyance, "They weren't invited."

Pav raised an eyebrow, amused. "Oh! You two weren't invited and came anyway!"

Anya nodded emphatically. "I know, right?"

Miles chimed in with a mischievous grin, "Well, what can I say? I do like to crash a party."

Y/N chuckled in agreement. "Not wrong there."

Pav's eyes lit up with recognition. "Wait a second, is this the Y/N that you wouldn't stop talking about? I think you might be in love with him," he teased, glancing at Gwen.

Gwen flushed beneath her mask, caught off guard. "Okay. Whoa! I-um..."

Y/N couldn't help but smirk beneath his mask. "Tell me more, Pav, since Gwen can't speak on her own account."

Gwen shot him a playful glare. "I hate you."

Y/N raised an eyebrow playfully. "Lies."

Pav turned his attention to Anya and Miles, suggesting, "Anya, I think this other new guy must be in love with you too, if he came all the way here."

Anya and Miles stumbled over their words, trying to respond. "That's not- what....this is," Anya managed to say.

Pav waved his golden bands around playfully. "Oh, I'm very good at reading people."

Miles, still puzzled, asked, "Who are you again?"

Y/N added, "Yeah, what's up with you, Pav?"

Pav grinned, preparing to share his story. "I'm glad you asked, new guys!"

Pav opened up, "My name is Pavitr Prabhakar, and for the past six months..."

Miles interjected with a hint of jealousy, "Six? And even he gets a watch?"

Gwen hesitated, "Yeah, uh..."

Pav continued with a smirk, "Being Spider-Man is so easy! I wake up, skip the workout 'cause I'm naturally buff and I don't wanna get too big, y'know? Do almost nothing with my amazing hair..."

Y/N couldn't resist, "You don't use any product at all?"

Pav chuckled, "Just coconut oil, prayer, some genetics. Then I swing by school, don't really have to try, but I do anyway. Fight a few bad guys, feed a few stray dogs, quick break for a cup of chai with my Maya Auntie..."

Miles chimed in eagerly, "I love chai tea."

Y/N groaned, "Oh God, don't start."

Pav was shocked, "What did you just say? 'Chai tea'? Chai means tea, bro!"

Miles stumbled over his words, "Oh. Oh, um..."

Pav was offended, "You're saying tea tea! Would I ask you for a coffee coffee with room for cream cream?"

Miles apologized, "I'm sorr- sorry. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry."

Y/N couldn't help but comment, "Dude, even I know that."

Anya questioned, "How?"

Y/N explained with a shrug, "I have teachers who are Indian."

Pav grinned, "See, he gets it!"

Pav then switched gears, "Then I hang out with my girlfriend, Gayatri. She's an extremely classy teenager."

As Pav and Gayatri conversed, Pavitr's Spider-Sense suddenly tingled, alerting him to the approaching Inspector Singh.

Pav awkwardly greeted him, "Aah, hello! Police Inspector Singh, this is your daughter, I do not know her."

Pav concluded his narrative with a grand flourish, "And to top it off, I live in the best possible Spider-Man city, Mumbattan. Quick tour. This is where the traffic is, this is where the traffic is, this is also where the traffic is, there's traffic here too. And this is where the British stole all of our stuff!"

Pav's animated storytelling was abruptly interrupted by a sudden disturbanceβ€”a swirling black hole hurtling towards the group.

Y/N's voice cut through the tension, recognizing the danger. "Spot."

Without hesitation, they took off after him, determined to stop his nefarious plans.

Spot's voice echoed through the chaos, taunting them as they closed in. "Hello, Spider-Man."

The response from the group was a collective "Hey!"

Spot, however, clarified, "Not you!" pointing towards Miles.

Gwen, always ready with a quip, chimed in, "Are you talking about me?"

Anya couldn't help but comment on Spot's mixed signals. "Really sending mixed signals there."

Miles, trying to lighten the mood, added, "I think he means me."

Spot confirmed with a sneer, "Yeah, him," before launching a spot towards Miles and gesturing towards Y/N. "And I can't forget your little friend over there!"

Y/N, taken aback, protested, "Me? What did I do to you?"

Spot's accusation caught him off guard. "You really don't remember?"

Y/N scoffed incredulously, "Dude, I've never seen you before in my life!"

Spot's response was unexpected. "You threw a bagel at me!"

Y/N burst into laughter as he pursued Spot through the streets of Mumbatten. "That's what you're upset about? I've thrown lots of food at lots of people."

Meanwhile, Miles attempted to intervene, but Spot swiftly immobilized him, wrapping his leg up in spots.

Spot's mocking tone grated on Miles as he struggled against the villain's hold. "Hey, how are you?"

Spot dropped down from the building, his smug demeanor oozing confidence as he addressed the pursuing Spider-Men.

"Can you see I've leveled up my game?" Spot boasted, his voice carrying a hint of arrogance.

"I'm on a journey of self-improvement!" he continued, his words dripping with disdain.

As Y/N, Miles, and Gwen closed in on him, ready to apprehend the villain, Spot unleashed his power. Holes began to materialize around them, and before they could react, they were sent hurtling through them, disappearing into the void.

Anya, caught off guard, was shot back by Spot's attack, but she quickly regained her composure.

Meanwhile, Pav, undeterred by Spot's actions, pursued the villain with determination.

"And you came to India. That's a Western culture clichΓ©," Pav remarked, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "Don't 'Eat, Pray, Love' me, bro!"

Spot, realizing his misstep, attempted to backtrack. "No, no, no, no! I did not mean it like that."

But Pav wasn't having it. "Now, lemme guess: you're gonna ask about saffron and cardamom, and naan bread, which is the same as saying bread bread, which is the same as saying chai tea!"

Spot's attempt to connect fell flat, earning him a stern rebuke from Pav. "Oh, I love chai tea," Spot replied obliviously.

Pav's exasperated response was swift and emphatic. "NO!"

The Spider-Men continued their pursuit of Spot, swinging through the city with determination. Miles chased after Spot, effortlessly flying through the portals that the villain created. Meanwhile, Y/N used his stingers to break through debris as he followed closely behind.

Amidst the chaos, Y/N overheard Spot and Miles exchanging words.

"You made me feel empty, like there was a hole inside me!" Spot exclaimed.

Miles retorted, "You are literally a hole."

Spot continued, "And now look at me, I'm doing what I can to fill that hole up with more holes!"

Y/N couldn't help but interject, "This conversation would be so weird out of context!"

As Spot launched an attack that sent Miles crashing into a billboard, the group pressed on without him.

"Don't worry about me," Miles groaned, trying to shake off the pain.

Anya's response was blunt, "We won't."

Y/N winced at the harshness of her words, while Pav made a comment about the palpable romantic tension between them.

When Miles eventually caught up to them, he voiced his concern about Spot's plans.

"If Spot gets more holes, he'll be unstoppable! We can't let him get toβ€”" Miles began, but Gwen quickly filled in the blank.

"Alchemax," she finished, her voice grim.

With renewed determination, the group made their way towards Alchemax, determined to stop Spot's nefarious plans.

As they ran, Pav turned to Y/N, sparking a conversation about Hobie.

"Y/N, do you know about Hobie?" Pav asked, causing a pang of jealousy in Y/N.

"What's there to know?!" Y/N responded, turning to Gwen for clarification.

Gwen quickly brushed off the question, assuring Y/N that there was nothing to worry about.

Pav, sensing Y/N's confusion, remarked, "Looks like he does not know."

Spot strolled into a vast room, causing the scientists within to panic at his intrusion. With a casual press of a button, he erected a barrier that separated the Spider-Men from himself and the scientists. Then, he effortlessly sent the scientists hurtling through a series of holes he created.

"Boop," Spot remarked, amused by his own actions.

Meanwhile, the Spider-Men were frantically trying to break through the barrier. Y/N lashed out with his stingers, attempting to breach the obstacle.

"How do we get this down?" Anya questioned desperately, her frustration palpable.

"We can't until the collider sequence is complete," one of the scientists explained, their voice tinged with fear.

Miles's curiosity was piqued. "Collider sequence?"

Their eyes widened as they beheld a massive supercollider, reminiscent of the one Y/N had encountered on Earth 1610. Y/N felt a chill run down his spine at the sight.

"Oh no," he muttered, his apprehension evident.

Despite their efforts, the Spider-Men couldn't break through the barrier.

"Spot, you need to stop!" Gwen shouted, her voice tinged with urgency.

"You don't know what you're doing!" Y/N added, his concern evident.

Miles attempted to apologize to Spot. "I'm sorry, okay? You're a great villain!"

Spot, unfazed, remained focused on his computer. "Not yet, I'm not."

As the collider began to light up, panic set in among the Spider-Men.

"Anyone got any ideas?" Gwen called out desperately.

"None that will help," Anya admitted grimly.

Miles attempted to summon his electric powers, but to no avail. "Stop! I need to focus!"

"How can you focus right now?" Y/N questioned incredulously.

Just then, another Spider-Person crashed through the wall, wielding an electric guitar and clad in a punk rock-themed suit.

"Ay, Ay!" the newcomer exclaimed.

Gwen identified him immediately. "Hobie!"

Y/N's jealousy was evident as he glanced at Hobie. "That's Hobie?"

Pav greeted Hobie enthusiastically. "Hobie, my guy!"

Spot observed with interest. "Look at that, another one. I like the different variations of you guys."

Hobie and Pav exchanged a complicated handshake, leaving Y/N and Miles bewildered.

"What's this dude's name?" Miles inquired.

Pav explained with a grin, "It's English for, we get along great and we're close friends!"

Hobie chimed in, "Are these the youngins from 1610 and 61? Advice, use the palm, not just the fingers."

Miles examined his hands, realizing Hobie's point.

"Yeah, whatever, let's just kick this dude's asβ€”" Y/N started to say before Gwen intervened.

"Hobie, Y/N. Y/N, Hobie," Gwen introduced.

Anya added, "And that's Miles."

Y/N extended a hesitant greeting. "Hi, I've never met you because Gwen never mentioned you!"

Gwen hastily interjected, "That's because there's nothing to mention!"

Hobie, seizing the opportunity to introduce himself, launched into a quirky monologue.

"Alright, my name's Hobie, Hobie Brown. I was bitten by aβ€” wouldn't you like to know, get what I mean? And for the last three years, I've been the one and onlyβ€”wait, wait, waitwaitwait wait wait. You think I'm gonna show my secret identity? Come out of it. That is when I'm not playing shows, antagonizing fascists, staging unpermitted political action/performing art pieces. OR, having a laugh at the pub with the mandem. I'm not a role model, I was briefly a runway model. I hate the AM, I hate the PM, I hate labels, I'm not a hero, because calling yourself a hero makes you a self-mythologizing narcissistic autocrat."

Miles couldn't help but point out, "I thought you said you hated labels."

Hobie continued with his banter, casually mentioning, "Gwen, you left your jumper at my place."

Y/N couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. "How many sweaters do you have?"

Gwen hastily dismissed the notion. "That's not mine, I'm sure," accompanied by nervous laughter.

As Spot continued his assault, teleporting the Spider-Men through holes and throwing them around, Hobie decided to add more fuel to the fire. "And your toothbrush."

Y/N was incredulous. "Okay, your toothbrush? These things just don't appear out of nowhere!"

Gwen nervously laughed off the situation, refusing to provide any clarification.

Anya swung down to Y/N's level, offering some advice. "Jealousy's not a good look on you," she remarked.

Y/N shot her a glare. "Shut up."

Meanwhile, Spot, amidst his chaotic antics, threw the Spider-People into holes and teleported them around the room. He seized Miles in a chokehold, then hurled him to the ground with brutal force.

"This is going to be really good for us, Spider-Man," Spot declared, his voice tinged with menace as he approached the others.

Y/N, Hobie, Pav, Anya, and Gwen were thrown back by Spot's power.

"You and me are finally going to live up to our potential," Spot continued, his eyes gleaming with determination. "You'll finally have a villain worth fighting for, and I won't be just a joke to you!"

Y/N rushed to aid Miles, but Spot grabbed him, his tone dripping with menace. "And you, you're gonna learn not to mess with the wrong man," Spot warned, sending shivers down Y/N's spine.

"Why, you didn't like the bagel I threw at you?" Y/N retorted defiantly before Spot threw him aside.

As the collider began to activate, emitting a brilliant beam of color, Y/N and Miles watched in horror as Spot edged closer and closer to the massive black hole at its center. The other Spider-People joined forces, shooting webs at Spot in a desperate attempt to stop him.

"You're not a joke, right gang?" Miles called out, seeking reassurance.

"Absolutely!" Gwen exclaimed.

"Without a doubt," Y/N affirmed.

"Yeah!" Anya chimed in.

"Completely unamusing!" Pav added with conviction.

Hobie, always ready with a quip, interjected, "I don't believe in comedy!"

Y/N shot Hobie a reproachful look. "Hobie, you're not helping!"

"I'm kidding!" Hobie reassured him with a grin.

"Nobody here thinks you're a joke!" Y/N insisted.

Spot, however, remained defiant. "They won't after this," he declared ominously, making a scissor gesture with his fingers before the web line snapped, sending the Spider-People tumbling backward. They could only watch helplessly as Spot vanished into the collider before it closed behind him.

πŸ•·οΈ

"Well, that was another easy adventure for Spiderβ€”"

The others quickly interrupted him, frantically pleading, "Stop, no no! You'll jinx us!"

Right as Pav uttered those words, the collider exploded with a deafening roar, sending shockwaves rippling through the room. Y/N found himself thrown to the floor, disoriented and dazed.

As he struggled to regain his bearings, a vision suddenly assaulted his senses. The scene unfolded before him like a nightmare: a city consumed by chaos and destruction. Buildings crumbled to the ground, littering the streets with debris. Dead bodies lay scattered amidst the rubble, and the air was thick with the sounds of screams and panic.

Amidst the chaos, Y/N's attention was drawn to a lone figure standing amidst the destruction, seemingly unfazed by the carnage unfolding around her. She stood beneath a crumbling building, her form silhouetted against the chaos, before the structure collapsed upon her, leaving her motionless beneath the debris.

The vision triggered a wave of panic within Y/N, his heart racing as he struggled to comprehend what he had just witnessed. Meanwhile, Miles voiced the question that was on everyone's mind. "What- what was that?" he stammered, his voice trembling with uncertainty.

Spot's ominous voice cut through the chaos, his words dripping with malice. "Our future," he declared darkly, his form beginning to darken as he spoke.

"I'm going to take away everything from you, like you took everything from me."

Y/N's mind reeled with disbelief and horror at Spot's ominous proclamation. "What?" he managed to choke out, his voice barely above a whisper.

"See you around, Spider-Men."

Before anyone could react, Spot vanished into the destroyed collider, leaving Alchemax on the brink of collapse. In the chaos that ensued, Hobie and Anya sprang into action, grabbing hold of Miles and ushering him to safety.

Gwen seized Y/N's hand, her grip firm and reassuring as she guided him out of the crumbling building. Y/N stumbled along with her, failing to comprehend what he just saw.

πŸ•·οΈ

As the chaos intensified and the Alchemax building continued to collapse, the people of Mumbatten screamed and ran for safety, desperate to escape the impending disaster.

Taking charge amidst the pandemonium, Miles addressed the group. "We'll clear the path," he declared, directing his attention to Pav. "You two slow down that building," he instructed, motioning towards Hobie and Gwen.

Hobie, ever defiant, responded, "I'll do it, but not because you told me to."

Meanwhile, Y/N took initiative, gesturing to Anya and suggesting, "And we'll help get civilians out of the way."

With swift action, he activated his stinger and skillfully sliced open a large rock hurtling towards them, saving the group from imminent danger.

His unexpected display of quick thinking left the others in awe and admiration. "Y'all should be more careful," Y/N remarked casually before swinging away, the others following suit.

Gwen couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction towards Y/N at his impressive feat, her admiration growing as they swung through the chaos together.

As the Alchemax building continued its descent, threatening to crush everything in its path, the Spider team sprang into action, each member focusing on their assigned tasks with unwavering determination.

Gwen and Hobie swung into action first, shooting webs in every direction to create makeshift barriers and slow the building's fall. Their webs stretched and strained under the weight, but they held firm, buying precious seconds for the others to work.

Meanwhile, Miles and Pav darted through the chaos, clearing a safe path for the fleeing civilians. With Miles's agility and Pav's strength, they swiftly maneuvered through the debris, directing people away from danger and toward safety zones.

Y/N and Anya swung from building to building, scanning the streets for stranded civilians. With precision and speed, they swooped down to rescue those in peril, snatching them up and carrying them to safety. Y/N's enhanced reflexes and Anya's resourcefulness made them an unstoppable team, saving lives with each daring maneuver.

But despite their best efforts, the building's descent couldn't be halted completely. With a deafening roar, it broke loose from its precarious position, tumbling down toward the city below.

Without hesitation, Y/N and Gwen leaped into action, grabbing civilians and hurling them toward Pav, who deftly ensnared them with his webs and swung them to safety. Hobie, Miles, and Anya joined in, combining their strength and agility to rescue as many people as possible while trying to slow down the building's fall.

As the building hurtled toward the large bridge, panic gripped the civilians and the Spider team alike. With no time to spare, they sprang into action, each member taking on a crucial role in the race against time to save lives.

πŸ•·οΈ

Pav's heart sank as he spotted a bus teetering on the edge of a massive hole in the bridge. His Spider sense tingled with dread as he realized his girlfriend, Gayatri, was among the passengers. Without hesitation, he shot a web line toward the bus, his muscles straining with effort as he fought to save the lives inside.

"Gayatri!" Pav cried out, his voice filled with anguish as the bus plummeted downward. With a desperate tug, he managed to catch hold of the bus, but the weight was too much for him to bear alone.

Y/N spotted Pav's struggle and swung over to lend a hand, shooting his own web line to reinforce Pav's efforts. Together, they strained against the weight of the bus, their muscles burning with exertion as they fought to pull it back from the brink.

Meanwhile, Hobie and Anya worked tirelessly to usher civilians out of harm's way, their quick thinking and agility saving countless lives amidst the chaos. But even as they moved people to safety, danger lurked at every turn.

Pav's eyes widened in horror as he spotted Commissioner Inspector Singh, attempting to rescue a young child from the path of falling debris. Without a second thought, he called out a warning, but it was too lateβ€”the debris came crashing down, threatening to crush them all.

With a surge of determination, Y/N and Hobie switched places, as Y/N raced to help Miles, who was already sprinting toward the endangered pair.

In a heartbeat, Y/N scooped up the child, shielding them from harm as debris rained down around them.

For a tense moment, it seemed as though the weight of the collapsing building would crush them all. Gwen and Anya watched in terror, their hearts pounding with fear.

But then, to their immense relief, Y/N emerged from the wreckage, the child safe in his arms, while Miles appeared alongside Inspector Singh, both miraculously unscathed.

Gwen rushed forward, tears of relief streaming down her face as she embraced Y/N tightly. "You're alright," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. The boy she cared so much for was alright.

Y/N held her close, his own relief palpable as he reassured her, "I'm not going anywhere."

Anya enveloped Miles in a tight hug, her gratitude and relief evident in every gesture.

Miles grinned at her, his eyes sparkling with adrenaline. "Not bad, right?"

Anya glanced down at her watch, her expression suddenly tense. The device blared a warning in all capital letters: CANON EVENT DISRUPTED.

Her nerves on edge, Anya murmured, "Right, not bad."

πŸ•·οΈ

As the chaos began to subside and the danger passed, Y/N took a moment to survey the scene, his heart swelling with pride as he looked at the civilians he had helped save. Pav, his hand over his heart, offered a silent nod of gratitude, and Y/N returned the gesture, acknowledging the unspoken bond forged in the heat of the moment.

"Y/N, Miles, my guys!" Hobie exclaimed, throwing his arms over their shoulders with a grin.

The civilians, grateful for their heroism, erupted into cheers for the six spiders who had risked everything to save them. Y/N couldn't help but chuckle as he glanced at his friends, feeling a sense of camaraderie and accomplishment wash over him.

"So, what did you think?" Miles leaned over to ask Anya, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

Anya's eyes sparkled with admiration as she looked at him. "What I always thought, you're amazing," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.

Y/N chimed in, feeling the camaraderie of the moment. "I think we're all amazing," he said with a grin.

Gwen nudged Y/N playfully, a smile evident even beneath her mask. "We make a good team, don't we?" she remarked, her voice filled with pride.

Y/N returned her smile, a sense of belonging settling over him. "Yeah," he agreed. They were a pretty good team.

πŸ•·οΈ

As objects began to glitch around them and a temple sank into a swirling black hole, the spiders exchanged worried glances, sensing that something far more ominous than mere capitalism was at play.

"What is that?" Pav exclaimed, his voice tinged with concern.

Hobie, ever the philosopher, offered his take. "It's a metaphor for capitalism," he quipped, though the gravity of the situation was not lost on him.

Gwen shook her head, her expression grave. "It's way worse than that," she murmured, her eyes fixed on the growing black hole.

Anya nodded in agreement, her brow furrowed in deep thought.

Y/N couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this situation than they were being told. His curiosity piqued as a sense of foreboding settled over him.

Suddenly, a large orange portal materialized above them, and a spider-like machine emerged, accompanied by a group of spider people led by Jessica Drew.

"Okay, guys. Secure the area, clear all civilians, and let's contain this quantum hole," Jessica commanded, her authoritative tone cutting through the chaos.

Miles, ever the charmer, sauntered up to her with a grin. "Hey, I'm Miles. We've actually met before, but you didn't see me... because I was invisible," he quipped, attempting to lighten the mood.

Jessica, however, remained unfazed. "I know who you are," she replied tersely, her gaze shifting to Y/N with suspicion.

"Hello, Mr. L/N," Jessica greeted him, her tone carrying a hint of irritation.

Y/N felt a pang of anxiety as Jessica addressed him directly. "Uh, hey, Jessica Drew, right?" he stammered, trying to play it cool despite the unease gnawing at him.

Jessica's expression darkened. "Yep," she confirmed, her tone laced with frustration.

Gwen attempted to intervene, but Jessica cut her off with a pointed directive. "Miguel wants you back at HQ," she stated bluntly, leaving no room for argument.

Y/N's memory jogged, recalling Miguel O'Hara, the Spider-Man who hadn't exactly been friendly during their previous encounter a few months back.

Anya attempted to reason with Jessica, but her efforts were in vain. "ALL of you," Jessica reiterated, her tone brooking no disobedience.

Y/N's excitement soared at the mention of headquarters, eager to finally be a part of the spider society. "We're going to HQ!" he exclaimed, his enthusiasm palpable.

But this was not going to be what he thought.

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