Lois was currently sitting in what appeared to be a therapeutic office. She was shaken up from certain events and needed to talk to someone it seemed. The doctor who entered was Andrew Garner, the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top psychiatrist, and specialist in dealing with people who had or had family members with powers.

"Lois, what a nice surprise," Andrew said as he entered the office. "Thanks for waiting."

"Thanks for seeing me on such short notice," Lois tells him. "I know it's been a while."

"No, please, Lois." Andrew brushed it off. "My door is always open for you." He then took his seat across from Lois. "So, what brings you in today?"

"We have been having some life changes," Lois said as she wiped some tears coming up. "Pretty major life changes. Don't get me wrong, life has always been complicated." She had to say with everything in her life, things were always difficult, starting with Peter being Spider-Man and going forward. "I'm good at complicated. But today I kind of got blindsided and Just somehow felt like everything was slipping through my fingers. I lost my temper. And I am worried that if I can't pull it together I'm at risk of hurting someone I really love. More than I already have."

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ONE DAY EARLIER:

The siblings were relieved when their father took the time to explain the situation about the new Goblin who had been attempting to kill him. As he spoke, it became clear to them that this must be the same man since he had set a trap specifically targeting Spider-Man. Despite their fear, they felt a sense of relief that this enemy did not appear to know their identities.

Meanwhile, Mayday and April had arrived at their house, having been dropped off by a S.H.I.E.L.D. transport. Lois had been tirelessly working to uncover more information about this dangerous man and discover his true identity. While Peter was getting ready to interrogate him while also waiting for Fury to make an appearance.

"Gotta say that this was an odd night," April said as she walked in. "And that's saying a lot."

Mayday however had a different perspective of the night. "I've been thinking; maybe we should start using our powers to help people more."

"What?" asked April. "After what they just told us tonight? Come on, I would just wanna focus on high school."

"I mean, Dad has been doing it since he was a teenager. Why shouldn't we?" Mayday asked her twin sister.

"But what if we mess things up? What if we're not as good as Dad?" April asked. "I feel like we don't have a good grasp on our powers. Especially since they seem to be weaker and stronger than Dad's at the same time."

"I mean, we can start small by helping out in our neighborhood." Mayday shrugged.

April gave her sister an eye. "You're kidding? You start small?" She laughed at that one. "You couldn't even go small for cheerleading tryouts."

Mayday had to admit she had a tendency to go big. "True." However, she looked at another end of this. "But Dad always tells us that with great power comes great responsibility. Now is the time for us to be responsible with it."

"And do you think he would understand that?" April asked. "I just feel that it's too soon."

Mayday sighed and saw that her sister wasn't on board with using her powers. "Yeah, you're right."

"I'm going to bed. Good night." April said as she walked upstairs.

As Mayday lay in bed, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation as she looked over at the large suitcase that sat at the other end of her room. Inside the suitcase was something that she had been working on for weeks - a Spider-Girl costume that she had meticulously crafted for Halloween.

Despite the late hour, Mayday's mind was racing with thoughts about how she could test out her new costume as a real heroic outfit. She knew that she had to be careful not to wake her sister, who was sleeping soundly by now. So, she stayed perfectly still, waiting for the right moment to make her move.

Finally, when she was sure that April was sound asleep, Mayday quietly slipped out and crept over to the suitcase. She carefully pulled out the costume and laid it out on the floor, admiring her handiwork. As she gazed at the costume, she felt a thrill of excitement course through her veins. This was her chance to become Spider-Girl, to use her skills and abilities to fight crime and protect the innocent.

But there was one thing missing - the web shooters. Mayday knew that she couldn't be Spider-Girl without them. So, she made her way upstairs to her dad's old workshop and rummaged through his old tools and gadgets until she found what she was looking for.

With the web shooters in hand, Mayday returned to her room and put on her costume. She then followed the instructions that her dad had left in his notebooks to make the spider silk formula. As she mixed the ingredients together, she felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. She was doing something that her father had done before her, something that made her feel closer to him.

Finally, the formula was complete, and Mayday loaded it into the web shooters. With a flick of her wrist, she shot a stream of spider silk across the room, testing the device. It worked perfectly.

Now Mayday was ready. She had her costume, her web-shooters, and her spider silk formula.

"Does this costume make my butt look big?" Mayday asked herself as she wondered if skintight latex was the right idea. But she shrugged it off and wasn't one to be ashamed of her body, especially since she worked hard to keep it in shape for cheerleading. "Now...what to do first?"

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A camera is pointed from the top of the Chrysler building while Mayday tries to pull off a gruff voice. "New York. It's a borough away from home, but it's mine, I am the protector of this..." She then started to cough, spinning the camera so it was now pointing at her with her mask on. "Okay, I can't keep that up. You know what? Let's start this over from the beginning." She then spread her hand out to gesture to the city in a cheery voice. "Hello, New York! Spider-Girl here. And this is my official page. That's right, New York, there's another webbed theme hero in town." She then spun around the post. "My dad always taught me with great power comes great responsibility. So now, Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl is here, and I'm here to help. You can follow me on my adventures here using the NYCSpidergirl page. Now...What do you see that we can do to help the neighborhood tonight?"

Mayday then cheered as she leaped off the building and felt the free fall. Usually, she was scared of falling, but it seemed almost like these powers activated a sense of no fear within her, meaning she would jump without fear because she would be smart enough to save herself. When she got close to the ground, she shot out her first official web to swing on and let out a cheer.

"Whoo!"

"I bet NYCSpidergirl is pretty under the mask."

"How old are you, NYCSpidergirl?"

"Great. Just what NYC needs. Another Spider-Menace."

Reply: "Hope Spider-girl doesn't screw up a lot like her father back in the day."

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As Mayday swung from one building, she lost her grip and plummeted towards the ground. In a split-second decision, she shot another web to latch onto a nearby building, but instead, she crashed into a billboard, causing it to shatter into pieces. She landed on the ground with a thud, groaning in pain as she clutched her arm. Her phone slipped out of her hand during the fall and lay on the ground, its screen facing the sky. Despite the pain, she got back on her feet, dusted herself off, and retrieved her phone.

"Ow, my back." Mayday groaned as she approached her phone. She had a hand pressed against her back as she picked up her phone. "Okay...this might take some getting used to. I kind of just thought I'd go off instinct. But you know what? Let's not. Let's start with some swinging before I jump into crime fighting."

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On the Helicarrier, Harry was escorted by a squad of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to the interrogation room. He was still handcuffed because they didn't want him messing with anything he got his hands on or calling in some of his gear. Once they reached the room, he was left alone with Spider-Man. Peter wanted to finally get some answers from this guy who made it his life's mission to destroy him.

"So, you're related to Norman Osborn," Peter commented, keeping his mask on. Even if it was a Symbiote suit, it still kept his secret identify and he even passed a sample along to Reed to study. "We ran your DNA and got results for Emily Lyman and Norman Osborn. But Emily Lyman has been dead for years. She has had no connection to Norman Osborn in any way, never met the man, hell she lived on the other side of the world." He then approached Harry and leaned on the table. "But then a thought came up as a joke that got us thinking. We've had a few run-ins with the multiverse on some occasions. Kang the Conqueror for starters. So, how did you get here?"

Harry had a small flashback in his mind about when he was flying a jet into the heart of New York where there was a swarm of Symbiotes coming at him. He remembered dropping the black hole generator in the heart of the city, and the Spider-Man of his world trying to destroy his ship before he could accomplish his goal. He wasn't going to let Spider-Man destroy this world like he did on his world.

"All you need to know is that I'm the one who's going to stop you." Harry proclaimed.

"Because you think I'm gonna betray the world?" Peter asks.

"Because you're a traitor, Spider-Man!" Harry stated as he took a few steps forward. "You're a soulless menace who feels nothing for the people you swore to defend."

"You can't even begin to imagine how much I care for these people." Peter proclaimed.

"I do know. What happened in my world is already happening on this one. The Symbiotes are coming, and you'll be joining them. It's the last domino before everything falls." Harry promised before turning to the one-way mirror. "I'm not saying another word until I speak with Lois Lane."

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Max Dillon was zipping his way through the city, finally arriving at one of his old hideouts he would hide in. He groaned as he made his way over to the freezer and saw a few frozen foods he kept around, knowing he would be away too long for any real food.

"Figured I'd find you here," Allison stated, causing Max to look and he was definitely surprised. "Well, one of them anyway. Be surprised what you left behind, Dad."

"Ally?" Max was shocked to see his daughter. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Allison didn't say much as she then pointed a finger and a zap of her electricity that destroyed an electrical outlet. Max was surprised to see his daughter inherit his powers. "Look what else you seemed to have passed, Daddy."

"Well, that's interesting," Max commented as he approached Allison. "You have my powers."

"Yeah, and now, I can't stop them," Allison stated. "I can't touch anything without frying it. I want to learn to control them."

"And you came to your dear old dad for that?" Max actually felt warm about that. "Why do you wanna control them?"

"So I can stop destroying everything?" Allison asks. "Why else would I want to?"

"Well, I mean...if you ignore it, eventually it'll stop." Max stared as he zapped the frozen food. "But I enjoyed it too much. I saw these powers as a way to get revenge."

"And you don't want me to follow in your footsteps?" Allison guessed.

"Hell, no," Max stated as he laughed. "Who's the bastard who hurt my daughter?"

Allison shrugged and crossed her arms. "Does the name Parker mean anything to you?"

"That snot-nosed photographer for the Bugle?" Max asks. "I knew him when I was a janitor for Connor's."

"Well, his kids...let's say they've been a pain in my life. Broke up with my boyfriend because of them and my friend abandoned me." Allison was blaming them.

Max chuckled and saw that must be what activated her powers. "Jealousy, anger, hatred, yeah, that's what unlocked these powers for me."

"So...what do I do?" Allison asks.

"Well... You need to control these powers, and I have a lot of lost time to make up for."

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Meanwhile, Susan and Lois were poking around in Harry's van, or at least trying to get it open. Susan ended up just asking Ben to rip the door off its hinges, allowing them to enter.

"Thanks, Ben," Susan said as they entered the van. "Okay, let's see if we can find studying that bit of Symbiote from Peter, so we're on our own."

"Identification required." The AI tells them. "Identify yourself."

Susan and Lois looked concerned as they weren't sure what to say. "Lois Lane," Lois called out.

"Voice authentication confirmed. Good morning, Lois."

"How do you know my name?" Lois wonders.

"You are one of my authorized users."

"That was lucky," Susan commented.

"How can I help you?"

"Um, what can you tell me about Harry Osborn?" Lois asked.

They heard a whirring coming from the van and looked over to see a computer setup appear and started to use it. They saw there seemed to be some sort of long lifespan of accomplishments of Harry Osborn, shocking the two to see who he is.

"So, he's Norman Osborn's son from another earth," Susan commented.

"You sound like you've come across this before," Lois comments.

"You get used to it," Susan commented as they saw all the way up to Harry going into the army. "Multiverses and parallel universes, each with their own version of Earth, you get used to a lot of things. Especially doppelgängers."

"You ever met any of your doppelgängers?" Lois wonders.

"A few. Some nice, some evil." Susan recalled as they then watched a few photos of Lois and Harry of the alternate world show up. "Uh...but none like that."

Lois was shocked when she looked and noticed the dozens of photos of her doppelgänger with Harry.

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"Why do you want to see Lois Lane?" Peter asks Harry, but he isn't answering. "Answer the question."

"Not until I talk to her," Harry replied.

"She doesn't want to talk to you," Peter informed him.

"Let her tell me that," Harry replied.

"You lied to her." Peter retorted.

"It was for her own good." Harry defended.

"She doesn't trust you!" Peter exclaimed.

"You're the one she shouldn't trust!" Harry proclaimed, pointing towards Peter. He then calmed down and geared up. "You're the one who killed them."

Peter was now curious to hear the rest of that story. Seemed he did have a relationship of sorts with Lois. "What are you talking about?"

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"She was everything to me."

Lois and Susan were stunned when photographs from Lois and Harry's wedding surfaced, revealing a daughter they had. Susan glanced at Lois and recognized the astonishment mirrored in her own experience upon seeing her alternate selves with different families.

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"She was the love of my life. My wife, the mother of my daughter...and you murdered her." Harry informed Peter. That news made Peter become sick to his stomach at the idea of hurting Lois. "And I won't let you do it again."

Peter was at a loss for words, reeling from the revelation that this man had a daughter with his wife in an alternate world. He couldn't decide what was more unsettling: the thought of Lois with someone else, or the notion of a daughter he could have had.

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NOW:

Lois was still recalling the events that went down to Andrew. "I don't really look back with regret." She admits to Andrew. "I reflect, or...but I don't usually regret, but this?"

"Is it possible you're being too hard on yourself?" Andrew asked Lois.

"No, I was enraged," Lois replied. "You have no idea the things that I said."

"I have read your articles," Andrew admits. "Your critiques. Powerful stuff. I can easily say that I know what your words are capable of."

"I could go full scorched earth, and if that is my intention, you deserve it." Lois replied jokingly. "But this person didn't. I think that sometimes, words cut so deep that they forever change how you see a person. And I don't know how to fix this."

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EARLIER:

"Well figure this out," Lois said as she was in one of Reed's labs with Peter who left the Helicarrier to talk with her. She was sending over the footage and information she got from the RV to S.H.I.E.L.D. so they could see for themselves. "We've been in similar situations."

"Learning that the man trying to kill your current husband is actually your husband from another dimension?" Peter recapped their situation. "It kinda feels new to me."

"I mean the part of having to clean up the mess caused by an evil version of you," Lois explains. "Remember your evil clones?"

"Oh, which ones?" Peter joked. "The ones made by Otto or Jackal?" He then sighed when he was also looking over the information. "I mean, Lois, look at these articles. The only real difference is Venom attack was replaced with Goblin. And then he starts attacking people."

"Peter, that doesn't matter," Lois promised as she held his hand. "This isn't you. And if this...Harry Osborn, wants to save humanity, he needs to accept that."

"You really think that's possible?" Peter asked as he looked at the photo of Harry, Lois, and Sarah. "Given everything he's lost? His wife? His daughter, Sarah?"

Lois froze as she stared at the photo, thinking of Sarah. She stared into the eyes of the child, and Peter knew what she was thinking about.

"Look, Lois, we can go home and talk about it." Peter offered. "Fury is gonna have Harry transported to the Triskelion they have here in New York. We can go home and relax."

"No, I feel sorry for him. But that was his life on his earth." Lois finally snapped out of it. "He's here now and we need answers. Maybe I should talk to him."

"No, not yet." Peter tells her. "I understand where he's coming from now. I think I might be able to relate to him now."

"I hope so." Lois sighed. "We need his help to save the world."

Peter looked at the photo of Sarah and sighed. But their moment was cut off by HERBIE. "Pardon me, but Dr. Richards informed me that you should see this."

"See what, HERBIE?" Peter wonders.

"A video posted and a whole stream," HERBIE said and showed a hologram photo of Spider-Girl. Then there were a lot of videos that went on as late as last night.

"Spider-Girl spotted"

"Spider-Girl saves kitten from tree"

"Spider-Girl stopped some bike thief."

"Spidergirl stopped attempted robbery"

'NYCSpidergirl. It's me! Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl! Daughter of Spider-Man. Whether it's trying to save the world, or a baby from a burning building, or helping an old lady crossing the street.. I'll be there!'

"What the hell is this?" Lois asked as they looked at the comments.

"Hey, NYCSpidergirl! You got web all over my car!"

"Hell yeah! Keep stopping crime, girl!"

"NYCSpidergirl has got the MOVES! Took out some robbers like nobody's business."

"WHOA! Visiting NYC and I got to see the NYCSpidergirl web up some dudes. Super stoked!"

"Yo NYCSpidergirl, got any advice on telling a boy how you feel about them?"

"Are we sure that Spider-girl is even Human and not an alien?"

"Hey, NYCSpidergirl, if Spider-man's your pops, then who's your mother?"

Reply: "Maybe there's also a Spider-woman?"

Reply: "Is Spider-Man married?"

"This isn't looking good," Peter said in fear.

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Mayday was living her best life. She cheered, finally mastering the art of swinging without crashing to the ground. With a triumphant shout, she launched a web and pulled herself to the top of the Chrysler Building. Reaching the summit, she clutched the pole and whipped out her phone to snap a selfie.

"Whoo!" Mayday cheered as she slid back. "What a rush!" She then took off her mask, seeing nobody could see her face from where she was. "This is something else." Then her scanner app went off and got her to pick up, seeing an emergency. "What is it now?"

"Backup requested, pileup on the Queensboro Bridge. We have a car dangling off the bridge, proceed with caution."

"That definitely sounds like a mission for me," Mayday stated as she slipped her mask on. She then stood up and shot out a web, only to realize she was too high up to latch onto something. "Oh, great." She then sighed and knew what to do. "I gotta work on adding web wings to this suit."

Taking a deep breath, Mayday relaxed her muscles, which made her drop downward. After waiting a few seconds, she fired two webs to form a slingshot, propelling herself through the air toward the bridge.

On the bridge, a mother and father were panicking about their son still inside the car. When they tried to help, the car would tilt and they needed to wait for help.

Then the car began to tilt and fall into the water. Fortunately, that's when Mayday arrived and shot a web, latching it to the trunk of the car and securing it to the bridge. She then leaped onto the rear of the car and ripped off the back windshield, and as she did, she could hear the panicked child inside.

"Hey, it's okay." Mayday tried to calm the child down, hearing him panic. "It's alright."

"Help!" The little girl cried. "Get away!"

Mayday knew she needed to stop her from panicking or the webbing was going to snap. She then yanked off her mask and showed her face. "Hey. Look at me." That seemed to calm her down. "I'm just a regular person like you." She then watched as she stopped screaming and shaking, and the webbing was now holding. She wondered how to keep her calm and held her mask out to the kid. "Here, you can hold my mask." The kid caught the mask and looked it over. "What's your name?" She then noticed the bag. "Jesse?"

"Yes." The little girl confirmed her name was Jesse.

"Let's get you out of here, Jesse," Mayday said, attempting to maneuver herself to crawl down the car. "Stay very still," she instructed Jesse as she reached her, unaware of the gas leaking and trailing down to the front of the vehicle. "Hold onto the seat in front of you," she directed Jesse. "I'll unlock on three. Ready?"

"Yeah," Jesse said.

"Okay, one, two, three." Mayday counted down and unclasped the seatbelt. Jesse gasped as she dropped on the front seat. "See that? Easy, huh?"

"Yeah," Jesse replied.

"Good." Mayday was happy to hear.

Suddenly, her senses warned her of impending danger, and flames erupted on the car's hood. The combined heat and weight caused the webbing to give way, and Mayday gasped as the car began its descent towards the water. In a swift motion, she fired another web, securing it to the bridge, and clutched the car's bumper. Panic set in as the gravity of the situation dawned on her. Desperately, she tried to devise a plan, knowing she couldn't release the car without endangering the child inside, yet aware that the encroaching flames posed an imminent threat.

"Jesse, you need to climb!" Mayday told the young girl.

"I can't!" Jesse cried, becoming scared again.

"Yes, you can!" Mayday tried to help her, but she was determined to stay in the car. She thought of what to do and had an idea that could maybe help. "The...the mask! Put it on! It'll give you strength. Trust me."

Jesse looked down at the makeshift mask and decided to trust the girl and put it over her head and around her hair.

"There ya go! Now climb!" Mayday encouraged her as she started to climb over the seats. "You're doing great, but can you speed it up a little?"

Jesse clambered over the seats as best she could when the bumper came loose. She cried out in terror, and Mayday, witnessing her fall, let out a shriek. In a desperate attempt, Mayday shot out a web, attaching it to Jesse's shirt to pull her to safety. Breathing a sigh of relief at having saved the little girl, Mayday began to pull her up. On the way, she retrieved her mask and handed it back to Jesse's family.

"Oh, Jesse!" Her father cried in relief as he held his daughter close.

Jesse's mother came up and kissed her head and Mayday watched in relief as she saw she managed to save this family.

The mother looked over to Mayday in surprise. "Who...who are you?"

Mayday nodded as she embraced the name. "Spider-Girl."

"How did you stop who was responsible?" The father asked.

"Responsible?" Mayday wasn't following.

Then her senses went off and she watched as several cars were pushed out of the way. Mayday jumped from the ledge and stood on the ground of the bridge, protecting the family.

"You guys, go," Mayday tells the family. "Who is this?"

Mayday observed a man clad in armor after a giant grizzly bear emerged from the chaos. This was Grizzly, one of the more eccentric adversaries of New York's heroes. "So it's true, Spider-Punk has offspring. This is going to be entertaining," he declared.

"Seriously, a bear exoskeleton suit? Have we exhausted the animal kingdom for supervillain inspiration?" Mayday quipped, retreating a few steps as the man loomed over her. "Alright, listen, if we're going to do this, there's something you need to know," she cautioned, noting Grizzly's anticipation for her next words. "I'm fresh out of honey."

Grizzly charged at Mayday, his massive fists swinging. Mayday tried to dodge, but Grizzly was too fast. One punch landed square on Mayday's jaw, sending her flying back into a nearby pole of the bridge. Mayday groaned in pain as she tried to get back up, but Grizzly was already on top of her.

"I mean, at least hippos are fierce," Mayday said as she struggled to fight back and get him off of her. "Is anyone using hippos?"

Mayday swiftly kicked the man in the face, triggering his rage as she dodged and perched atop a pole, from where she launched a web to blind him. The battle was intense, with Mayday leveraging her agility and webs to subdue Grizzly, yet her strikes appeared futile against the colossal adversary. Conversely, Grizzly's successive hits were powerful, each one staggering Mayday.

Finally, Mayday was on the ground, battered and bruised. Grizzly loomed over her, ready to deliver the final blow. Mayday closed his eyes, waiting for the end.

But it never came. Instead, he heard a loud crash as Grizzly was suddenly knocked off his feet. Mayday opened her eyes to see it was her father Spider-Man who was standing over Grizzly after knocking him over the head with one of the cars.

Mayday froze there, knowing that she was indeed in deep trouble. "Uh...hi, dad."

"Come with me," Peter demanded, knowing he needed to talk with his daughter. "NOW!"

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"Jared, call my doctor and double my prescription! I'm in the red here, folks!" Jameson cried as he got the news. "Eyewitnesses have confirmed there is no longer one Spider-Man, but TWO of them! I mean, one is bad enough! But I am having a hard time dealing with the idea of multiple menaces swinging through our beautiful city! It's just...it's just...Jared, I might be having a heart attack. I need to lay down, folks. No, don't call an ambulance, it's too expensive. Call a cab. I have a coupon in my wallet. Don't go in my wallet, Jared! I'll do it! I'll do it!"

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Mayday was sitting on the roof of a tall building while her dad was pacing back and forth. "I...I don't understand. What the hell are you doing here?"

"I was just trying to help people." Mayday defended.

"And you didn't think to maybe tell anyone what you were doing?" Peter asked her.

"Would you have been okay with it if I did?" Mayday asked.

"NO!" Peter exclaimed as he took a moment to calm himself. "May, there are enough problems in the city right now that I don't need to worry about you."

"Who said you needed to worry about me?" Mayday asked.

"I am your father." Peter reminded her. "It is my job to worry. You are not trained to be out here. And where- where did you even get these web shooters?"

Mayday looked down at her web-shooters and shrugged. "I just followed the instructions in your notepads. You were very good at explaining directions."

"Okay, that might be slightly my fault." Peter realized. "I should have locked those up, or in any case burned them. Okay, look, you need time with these skills. Your sister has a strange way of sensing things that's different from mine. And we don't know what the rest of the powersets could be."

That was when both of their senses went off, causing them to look off towards the distance and they saw electricity flaring in the distance. Peter walked towards the edge and figured this was likely the work of Electro.

"I have a feeling that's something bad?" Mayday asks.

"Stay here, no, wait, go home," Peter tells his daughter. "I'll handle this."

Peter then leaped off and swung towards the danger, knowing he needed to stop Max before he hurt someone. Mayday ran to the edge and watched her dad swing off in the distance and wondered if she should listen...but she decided against it and swung after her father.

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Peter was swinging through the city, following the trail of electricity that was striking buildings around the city. When he swung over a building, he found an entire building showing the face of Max Dillon.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't my old friend, Spider-Man," Max said with a chuckle. "You disappear for twenty years, and I've been dreaming of frying your head off every day."

"You know, prisons offer therapy last time I checked," Peter commented. "All these talks of murdering me, 20 years after I gave all of this up. Not healthy."

Peter then prepared to shoot some webs at the boards behind him. But when they were attached, a string of lighting came and struck the webbing, causing Peter to lose his grip. He looked to see who did it, and what he saw was a young girl dressed in a similar outfit to Max's. She wore an all-green outfit, with yellow lightning bolts striking the shoulders down to her hips.

"Have you met the newest addition to the family?" Max asked with a laugh. "Spider-Man. Meet my daughter. Aftershock."

"Oh, great, there's two of them." Peter groaned as he came up with a plan.

Peter quickly tried to use a fire hydrant, yanking it off of the ground, and throwing it towards Max. Max however didn't seem worried as he quickly shot out a shield of electricity, blocking the path of the water.

"Not this time!" Max proclaimed. "Time to show them what daddy taught you, sweetie."

Allison then zipped around at a fast pace, almost like she was literally zipping as fast as electricity. Peter was trying to figure out where she was coming from, but every time he was beginning to get an idea, he was punched from the other direction. He wasn't able to figure out his senses and her speed, she was traveling too fast.

Peter tried to figure out her pattern, just like he did her father so many years ago. When she zipped over, Peter finally managed to get a punch in. But Max then came flying in, shooting Peter with a blast of electricity that sent him flying backward. Peter used this momentum to web up some pieces of debris that he sent flying and thew them towards Max.

While he was flying, becoming disoriented from being hit in the head with the debris, Peter webbed himself a slingshot and used it to fling himself toward Max. He then tackled his old enemy, only to be pinned due to the constant electricity he was generating.

"You ready to quit, Max?" Peter groaned.

Max chuckled as he watched his daughter approach. "What do you say, sweetie? We done?"

"Nah, I like our odds," Allison said as she charged up a blast of electricity.

Peter groaned and struggled to fight both of these guys at once when suddenly Mayday came swinging into the scene. She landed a few feet away from the scene and was scared when she saw the scene before her. Peter was currently trying to fight off the Symbiote trying to fight its way to the surface, remembering what happened last time. He didn't want to lose control.

"Dad!" Mayday cried in terror.

Max and Allison stopped their strike on Peter, turning their attention towards Mayday. Mayday was shocked when she recognized Allison, even in that getup. She was Electro's daughter? She wasn't sure if that explained things or raised more questions.

"Dad?" Max asked as he looked down at Peter. "So that's why you haven't been seen." He then zapped Peter while Allison stood up. "Sweetie, deal with the Spider-Brat."

"Don't do this," Mayday begged Allison, not wanting to fight her. For a number of reasons.

But then Allison into the ground, causing a blast of electricity to cause a car to go flying, and for a lot of people to to run up the red steps. Mayday ended up trying to backflip to save her own life. As she did so, she felt her senses begin to freeze time for a few seconds, a new sensation she'd never felt before. She senses that there are people about to touch a metal handrail, which is getting struck by Allison's electricity. The car was going to fumble and crush a few pedestrians who were stuck. She needed to figure out what to do.

Mayday then looked at her web-shooters and sent two strands to turn into a net to catch the car, stopping it from crushing the pedestrians. Then she landed on the steps before doing a back flip, shooting out two strands of webbing to stop the people from touching the handrail. She then landed on her feet, thankful for her cheerleading skills over the years.

Everyone ran their way down the stairway, a few of them thanking Spider-Girl as they ran away. Allison then floated in the air, sending another strike towards Mayday. "Think fast!"

Mayday then leaped out of the way, shooting out a web to swing from. She made her way around Times Square, trying to get her father away from Max. She then looked around and got an idea when she webbed a fire hydrant, throwing it towards Max.

Max didn't see it coming until she sent it flying towards him, and Max was able to zap a blast of electricity at Mayday before being thrown into a billboard, rendering him unconscious. Mayday was zapped with the electricity and thrown into a bus station. Allison chuckled as she approached the bus station, charging a powerful electrical blast.

"You know, I never got what my dad got from this life," Allison said as she stepped on Mayday's back, causing her to groan in pain. "But now I do." She then prepared to zap Mayday. "This is fun!"

Then out of nowhere, a giant blast of water came in, sending Allison flying and smacking into the side of a building. Peter was the one responsible, as he was using a fire truck with help from a few firefighters. He then turned off the water when they stopped Allison.

"Whew, that's enough," Peter said as they stopped the water. He then raised his hand to high-five the firefights. "Mike." He remembered these guys back when they were rookies on the job. "Big Maddie." He gave them a fist bump. "Pleasure doing business with you guys." He said as he ran over towards Mayday. "Mayday? You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Mayday groaned in pain. "It was just my bones, muscles, and my organs."

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"What were you thinking?" Lois asked in anger.

They had just gotten home, and Mayday was lying on the couch, trying to get over the ordeal she faced with her injuries. The whole family was there, this ordeal turning into a family meeting of sorts.

"I just... wanted to try and help people." Mayday shrugged. "I didn't think it was that big of a deal."

"Big of a deal?" Lois scoffed. "Going out against armed men with powers you barely understand. What to you is a large matter, May?"

"Off, 'May', now you know she's mad," April commented, noticing Lois' anger turned from Mayday towards April. "Sorry. I didn't think she was gonna do this. How did she get all of it in one night?"

"Well, she used her Halloween costume," Peter commented. "Did the same once. But how did you manage to create web shooters and copy my web formula?"

"You left detailed instructions in the attic." Mayday defended. "I mean, anyone who has an advancement in science can understand."

"I should have burned those." Peter sighed.

"What gound would that have done?" Mayday asks. "I mean, you were busy with this Goblin guy, and I was helping people."

"You're just a kid, Mayday," Peter tells his daughter. "You shouldn't be going up against supervillains."

"You were my age when you started off." Mayday defended her actions.

"And I can't count the times I almost died because I wasn't prepared for what I was dealing with." Peter proclaimed.

"My whole life you have always told me the same thing. 'With great power comes great responsibility.'" Mayday proclaimed, defending her actions. "If I wasn't there, that little girl would have died." She then stood up and scoffed. "Hell, going a step further, if I wasn't there, you would have died! Allison was going to kill you."

"Allison from school?" April was surprised to hear.

"Yeah, turns out she's Electro's daughter," Mayday stated.

"Wow." April scoffed with a laugh. "Well, we know she isn't going to be in tomorrow." That got everyone to look at her annoyed once more. "I am going to stop talking."

Mom, even I knew how upset you were earlier about what we saw in there.

"I don't get this, do you just not trust me?" Mayday got back to the argument.

"Okay, let's calm down." Peter tried to be the reasonable one here.

"I knew there was a risk going out there!" Mayday told her mother. "But I knew that I was going to sleep better knowing I at least did something with these powers rather than just sit by and do nothing. If Dad had died out there, I would have never forgiven myself. I would have felt like I had something that could have prevented it, but..."

Mayday then charged off in anger. April sat there in worry, not sure if she was going to be in trouble now. "I would like to have this moment to say I will not follow in her footsteps and sneak out to help people."

"Go," Peter tells her.

April complied and shuffled off.

Peter sighed and looked over to Lois. "You okay?

" I'm fine, Peter." Lois snapped.

"Okay. Okay." Peter said with a sigh. "I'm gonna mark that as a no."

"She could have been killed," Lois stated.

"I know. And it was scary and... I don't know. Do you think maybe we were, like, a little harsh?" Peter asked her. " Do you want to talk about what you saw in the RV earlier? "

"I said I'm fine, Peter." She snapped once more.

"Okay. Okay, okay." Peter assured as he walked over to try and relax her a little. "Look, I-I know you can handle anything, but it is okay to ask for help. And I want to be that person for you. Always. But I also understand if I'm not right now. What about the woman you talked to before? Your dad's friend."

"You mean Andrew?" Lois asked.

"He's still at S.H.I.E.L.D.," Lois recalled.

"Just think about it," Peter tells her and pecks her head. "I'm gonna go out and make sure May is okay before heading back to S.H.I.E.L.D. to see what Fury gets from Osborn."

Peter made his way upstairs and walked into Mayday's room where he found her sulking on her bed, looking over at her Spider-Girl mask. He knew that look all too well: questioning if whatever you were doing was the right thing to do.

"She is just worried about you, you know?" Peter explained to her.

"Yeah, I know," Mayday confirmed as Peter sat down on the bed. "Was May mad at you when she learned?"

"Oof. Not even compared." Peter chuckled. "I was doing this for about three years before she found out. Yet again, I at least had a better way of hiding it."

"So, what do we do now?" Mayday asks.

"Let your mother calm down. She'll come to understand." Peter promised, getting an alert on his phone. "I gotta get going. Think about what I said."

Mayday nodded as her father left. "Did you think I did the right thing?" She wanted to hear it from her dad himself. "When I went out there? Fought that bear, saved that kid, and you?"

Peter considered how he was going to answer that and shrugged. "You did what you thought was right at the moment. That's all I can really say."

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A while afterward, Fury was now standing in a cell with Maria behind him, the two of them facing off Harry as he was sitting across the table. He wanted to have a proper go at this guy, try and see if they can spook him.

"Think you can sit here and waste my time like this is some joke?" Fury asked him.

"I didn't say anything funny." Harry shrugged.

"Other side of that mirror, there's a guy ready to come in here with Sodium pentothal, benzilate, and a few other drugs that are experimental," Fury informed him. "But they'll get you to tell me what I want to know."

"Now, that is funny," Harry stated as he leaned over the table. "See, where I'm from, you talk tough, but you would never drug or torture prisoners."

"You've been sitting here telling me about myself because we were some besties on some other world?" Fury asks. "Well, I am not him. But if I meant something to you, tell me something I want to know."

"You want to know how you died? Like a hero, trying to save the world." Harry stated as he eyed the one-way mirror. "Until he murdered you."

"Spider-Man?" Fury scoffed.

"You can't trust him, Fury," Harry promises.

"You're wrong." Fury scoffed. "He won't turn."

"He was one of them before." Harry reminded Fury.

"And he defeated the creature." Fury reminded Harry. "He fought and lived, and is helping us."

"Be warned, Fury. He will choose them kind over mankind." Harry warned him. "And then what chance will you have?"

Fury scoffed as he and Maria left the room. "Let him stew." He tells his agent. "Then stick him back in his cell." Then he looked towards Parker. "You and I should talk."

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"Is there a reason you haven't told me everything?" Andrew asks Lois.

"What do you mean?" Lois asks.

"I'm just wondering who you lashed out at, who you're worried won't look at you the same," Andrew explained his question.

"My daughter, Mayday," Lois said as she shuffled in the seat. "You should get better chairs."

"Lois, what happened today?" Andrew asked her.

"May did something stupid and I got mad," Lois explained.

"Don't you wanna talk about what she did?" Andrew asks.

"She went out and got herself in trouble," Lois explained. "Honestly, it's a miracle she's alive."

"Sounds like whatever happened, it scared you," Andrew commented.

"You have no idea." Lois scoffed, remembering seeing the news show her daughter under attack. "It's like it's hard enough being a parent, raising them and caring for them, and then they get old enough, and just a part of you is just out in the world like your heart is just out there and anything can happen to it, and there's nothing you can do."

"It sounds like you felt helpless, powerless," Andrew commented.

Lois sniffed as she confirmed that's how she felt as tears swelled. "Not like I have in a long time."

"I'm sure." Andrew nodded. "Probably not since your miscarriage."

"You helped me a lot back then," Lois stated.

"You only came the one time while I was visiting the city." Andrew reminded Lois.

"With my job, it's kind of hard enough making time for my family," Lois explained. "Miscarriages are pretty common."

Andrew tells her. "Common, yes, but they can also be traumatic. And as I recall, you already had a name picked out."

Lois nodded as she recalled the name of their daughter they were gonna name her. "Sarah."

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Harry was being led down into the cells when another one of the agents, much bigger, came across him. "Lieutenant Trask."

"Here's an idea, you go on break," Trask tells Rosetti. "Leave me and my friend here alone for ten minutes."

"Negative. He's going back to his cell." Rosettitells him. "Director's orders."

"You know your problem, Rosetti?" Trask asked him. "You're a stickler for the rules."

Trask then grabbed Harry, but before he could be dragged off, and Trask watched his arms were being morphed into that of a Symbiote. His entire body was consumed by black tendrils, grabbing Trask and raising him upward. He was choking Trask while he was trying to break free of his grasp.

"You know your problem? Nothing." Rosetti said as his entire body morphed.

His entire body was now all black, and above his chest was. Becoming red, all the way up to his head. Then two eye sockets similar to Spider-Man's formed.

"Your problems are over," Rosetti tells him as he slams Trask around, before then snapping his neck. "Now, you." He said as he looked over towards Harry. "Your problems are just getting started."

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"Look, I get how important it is to grieve the loss," Lois admitted with tears. "I read all the books, all the websites. I'm just one of those people that copes better when there's more on my plate, not less. It helps me focus."

"I just wonder, given the emotions you describe and the way you reacted to May if you needed more time to process your grief," Andrew tells her.

"I used my vacation days, I allowed myself the time," Lois replied, still tearing up.

"Lois, why did you yell at May?" Andrew asked her.

"She put herself in danger." Lois reminded him.

"That's why you lost control?" Andrew asks.

Lois continued sobbing. "I told you, she scared me.

"That's it? Nothing else?" Andrew asked.

What else do you want me to say? That she was only there because of me? Because I never considered this as a possibility, and I didn't plan for it? And that if she had gotten hurt or worse, it would have been because of me? I can't lose another child because of me." Lois finally seems to have revealed the root of her anger and fear as she tears up.

"Lois, we respond to grief in many ways, but you have to realize this.." Andrew tells her.

"Is this the part where you tell me that the miscarriage wasn't my fault? Because the guilt that I feel is real." Lois proclaimed in sorrow. "I never stopped working."

"Work, exercising, having sex, lifting something heavy, that's not why you lost your child," Andrew assured her it wasn't her fault.

"You don't know that," Lois said.

"A majority of miscarriages are caused by a genetic issue," Andrew assured her.

"Yeah, I know, but...

Lois, you have control over your life in a way most don't. But the things you can't control, you have to learn to accept them and let them go. Your miscarriage wasn't because of something you did or didn't do, it was something that happened to you.

Lois just sobs as she tries to control herself. "I was so excited to meet her."

"I wish there was a shortcut. But you have to allow yourself to go through the grieving process. No matter how much time it takes. Because when you don't..."

"Yeah, I know." Lois knew what he was gonna say. "I saw what can happen when you don't."

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"Are you still considering Trask?" Peter asked as he and Fury were alone.

"Actually, I think we need Lois." Fury admitted.

"Oh, come on, Fury." Peter scoffed when he heard that.

"From what I have seen, she can handle herself," Fury stated.

"I know she can, and normally I would agree, but this guy was married to another world's version of her." Peter reminded him. "They had a family, a child, a daughter named Sarah."

Fury froze when he heard that, as the miscarriage was something well known to the heroes since they were more or less a tight community even after Peter quit as Spider-Man. "Same name as the baby you lost."

Peter nodded in sorrow. "Yeah."

"Okay, I get it. It's weird, but there's no time for things to be weird right now." Fury stated as he fixed his trench coat. "I'm trying to save the world, and the best chance we have to figure out his agenda is to let Lois do what she does best."

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"I know this facility," Harry said as Rosetti dragged him down the halls. "If you wanted the fastest exit, we should've made that left."

"I'm making a pit stop," Rosetti said as he and Harry reached a lab department. When he reached for the door, the Symbiote inside him stretched out and Rosetti groaned as he tried to keep it under control.

"I get it," Harry commented when he saw the creature. "You're afraid. If we make a break, Spider-Man might track you wherever you're taking me with the creature. Or is it because you can't face him?"

"I can beat Spider-Man," Rosetti promised. "I have all the power he has now." The doors finally opened as the Symbiote hacked the codes. "Any extra advantage I need Is right here."

Harry looked to the controls and quickly hit the button as the alarm began blaring and Risetti dragged him into the room. "I get to watch you kill each other."

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As the alarms began to blare, Peter and Fury dashed into the control room, trying to grasp the situation. They observed the chaos, with everyone scrambling in a panic, desperate to understand the cause of the commotion.

"Status," Fury demanded.

"Sir, alarm's in sector five," Hill reported.

"Where's Osborn?" Peter wonders.

"Unknown," Hill stated. "Cams are down, and unconfirmed reports of a body in prisoner holding."

"Sir, it's Trask." Another reported. "He's dead, sir."

"Get me eyes on Rosetti," Fury demanded.

"I'll find him," Peter promised, allowing the Symbiote to form around him.

"Wait." Fury stepped him. "It's sector five, you can't go."

Peter wondered why and figured it out. That's where you're keeping your stockpile of contingency plans."

"It's a research and development lab," Fury confirmed. "About a dozen prototypes for Spider killing-based weapons. Fragment grenades, bladed weapons, aerosol sprays, biochemical gas. Bottom line, you go down there, there's a chance you don't come back alive."

Peter seemed to hear him but didn't seem to care as he used his Symbiote strength to punch through the floor and fell downward and made his way into the research labs several stories down.

Peter landed in the labs and started to look around. He saw several containers of weapons he remembered from past battles that nearly killed him and other heroes. He saw Rosetti in the room and approached, missing the tentacle that was reaching for a specific kind of weapon.

"Where's Osborn? Whatever he's got planned, I can help you." Peter promised the agent.

"You've got it all wrong," Rosetti said as he turned and was holding a grenade in his hands. "The only person who needs help... is you."

He then threw the grenade into the air, and Peter watched it flash suddenly a loud noise filled the area when it hit Peter, causing him to screech in pain. The Symbiote stretched off of his body, and Rosetti turned into his own Symbiote form and went to attack Peter, causing them to slam into the ground and punch Peter over and over while he was injured.

Outside, Lois was just leaving when she saw the alarms begin blaring and was wondering what is going on. "The entire facility is on lockdown? Get me Director Fury."

Back in the building, Peter let out a groan as he slowly regained his strength. His attention was drawn to the sight of Harry being dragged by Rosetti, desperately trying to break free. In a moment of determination, Peter extended his fist to strike Rosetti, but his Symbiote form intercepted the blow, seizing Peter's hands, and then delivering a powerful headbutt before hurling him into the nearby containers.

As Peter struggled to recover, Rosetti asserted his dominance by stepping on Peter's chest. "You see?" he taunted. "You're on the wrong side."

Then he seemed to begin getting light-headed, showing that he was having difficulty controlling the Symbiote. Refusing to back down, Peter lunged forward, aiming a punch at Rosetti. This unexpected move allowed him to overpower Rosetti, tackling him to the ground. However, the situation took a dangerous turn as Rosetti revealed another grenade, sending Peter flying backward from the blast.

"You're lucky. I have a mission to complete." Rosetti stated as he turned around.

Harry however was already up, and he used a spear laced with a laser that immediately impaled right through the Symbiote, killing Lasher and Rosetti all at once. He groaned and fell over, and Harry stood up and saw Peter was still struggling to control the fragment of the Symbiote he had.

"In my world, we had our own version of this," Harry admitted as he approached Peter. "Out of all the weapons I used to kill Symbiotes, this was my favorite."

"I'm not your enemy." Peter wheezed.

"I figure, why take the chance?" Harry shrugged as he prepared to impale him with the spear.

"Drop the weapon!" Someone cried, and Harry looked and so did Peter to see Teresa standing with Sharon Carter, both of them aiming guns as a swarm of agents joined. "Now! Stop!"

Lois entered the room and was worried about her husband at spear-point. "Hold your fire. You wanted to see me? Here I am."

"You should go, Lois," Harry tells her, ready to kill Peter.

"I'm not going anywhere." Lois wasn't leaving either of their side.

"Suit yourself." Harry went to kill Peter.

"Harry, I know about Sarah!" Lois cried, getting Harry to freeze. "I know what happened on your world. To you. To your family."

"Then you know why I have to do this," Harry stated, eyeing Peter.

"Please." Lois pleaded. "Please, I see the anger in your eyes. It's covering something I can relate to. The torture that comes from wondering if you've failed, if there was something you could have done to save them, but there wasn't. If there had been, you would have found it. They're gone. And it's not your fault. But it's not his fault, either.

"You don't know what's coming," Harry told her.

"Harry, our worlds are different." Lois reminded him. "Our Spider-Man is good. He would never turn on us, ever."

"How can you know that?" Harry asks.

"I know." Lois knew she was the biggest difference between their worlds. In his world, Peter might have lost May, and been alone. The Symbiote could have fed on that dread and left Peter to destroy his world. "And if you kill him, an innocent man, a hero what does that make you?"

It appeared she had finally succeeded, as Harry released Peter from his hold and multiple agents arrived to take him into custody. Lois walked over to Peter's side and knew she couldn't show any emotion as many agents didn't know who he was. Reed looked over the information that they could off of Rosetti's corpse.

"Rosetti He was third third-generation military. Loved his job, and his country. Never showed a hint of superhuman ability." Fury stated to the scientist.

"And what if it wasn't him?" Peter asks. "When I found Venom at the RAFT, he implied that something was going on. Something that he didn't agree to. Said that he wasn't alone anymore."

"Meaning what, exactly?" Susan asks.

"I don't know," Peter said with a sigh. "Lois has a theory. She thinks that Carlton Drake has found a way to transfer alien sentience into human hosts."

"Symbiotes?" Fury was worried to hear that. "Are you telling me Harry Osborn might be right? Carlton Drake may be building an army."

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With the new information coming to light, Fury decided it might be best to let Harry go free since he doesn't seem to be much of a threat to Spider-Man anymore. Right now, he was going to be staying in his RV and was now parked outside of the Parker's household.

"Guy tries to kill Dad, now he's, what He's our houseguest?" Mayday asks as she and April are alone.

"I really don't think Mom would let him stay here if he was dangerous." April shrugged.

"After everything that she saw with that guy in that other world, you really trust her judgment right now?" Mayday asked when Lois entered the room.

"I guess I deserve that," Lois said, spooking both of them. "Give me a minute alone with your sister."

"Yeah," April said as she got up and walked off.

Lois took a seat on the couch with Mayday joining her. "When you and your sister were about 18 months old, I got pregnant." She showed a photo of when they were that age. "I ended up losing the baby, so it's really not something I talk about much. We were gonna name her Sarah."

Mayday seemed to be getting what she was saying. "Sarah? As in..."

"Yeah, exactly," Lois confirmed. "All this time I thought I was okay." She started to break down a little. "And then just being reminded of the child that I lost and then almost losing you to those criminals... I lost it. And I said some things I never should have said and that I didn't mean." She started to break down a little, tearing up and whimpering. "That's no excuse, and I never should've yelled at you like that. I'm so sorry, and I love you so much, and I hope you forgive me."

Mayday leaned over and hugged her mom. "Mom, it's okay. I understand."

"Now...I know I can't make you promise you won't do what you did today again." Lois was sorry to say as she finished wiping her tears. "But I want you to start taking up lessons with your father. He can help you. You seem to have a handle on these powers of yours, but I want you to learn from someone who understands them better."

"I can do that." Mayday nodded. "I just wanted to help out. Give a reason for these powers."

"And you wanna help out, you wanna save the world, trust me I know," Lois said with a smile. "And I know the fear of being vulnerable, and I will teach you some ways to handle that since your dad doesn't have a good grasp on it. But right now, I just want you to know that we're on the same team. We're a family. And we have to stick together."

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Harry stood outside with Peter and Teresa, piecing together the events that had unfolded. He had confronted their heroes, and faced imprisonment, and now, unexpectedly, he was released and free to leave?

"And I'm free to just drive out of here?" Harry asks.

"It's simple." Teresa shrugged. "If there really is a war coming, we're gonna need all the help we can get." She gestured to his RV with everything back. "This is a show of trust."

"I let your Spider-Man live. That doesn't mean I'm ready to fight by his side." Harry warned her.

"I think he understands," Peter said. "If you change your mind, you know how to find us."

Lois then exited and joined them. "I hope you find some solace."

Harry chuckled. "There's a lot I wanna say. But you're not the woman I want to say it to. You just look like her. So I will leave you with Godspeed."

As Harry bid farewell to the family, he climbed into his RV and set off, leaving behind the place he had called home.

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In the outskirts of New York, Eddie Brock lay on the ground, his body racked with pain and confusion as he struggled to make sense of the harrowing experiments he had just endured. Despite the overwhelming agony, he fought to piece together every fragment of the disturbing events that had unfolded, focusing his thoughts on the crucial samples obtained by Darke. Those samples were no ordinary material - they were Symbiotes, powerful and dangerous entities that Eddie knew would be wielded for nefarious purposes.

"We have to find them," Eddie whispered. "S.H.I.E.L.D. The Avengers. Someone. We need to warn them of what is going to come."

"They won't believe us," Venom warned Eddie. "We are still monsters to them."

"No...there is someone who will understand," Eddie whispered. "And Drake knows." He looked at the photos of Spider-Man in the newspaper. "Drake knows who Spider-Man is..."

"Peter Parker..."

"He and his family. They are in danger." Eddie whispered. "Because of us. We have to make it right." He then looked around, wondering how they were going to get into New York without being caught. He then spotted a stray horse in the field and got an idea. "Be honest. How fast do you think you can make that horse go without killing it?"

"Let's find out!" Venom cried.

As Eddie cautiously approached the majestic horse, he extended his hand and gently placed it on the animal's sleek, powerful flank. In a remarkable and unexpected turn of events, the Venom Symbiote started to transfer from Eddie's weakened body to the robust frame of the horse. Astonishingly, the horse seemed to effortlessly assimilate the Symbiote, and its presence appeared to invigorate Venom, granting newfound strength in the face of Drake's relentless service, which had previously sapped their energy and thwarted attempts at escape.

During the transfer, the horse's exterior underwent a shocking transformation as the Symbiote enveloped its entire form, rendering it a glistening, obsidian black with a viscous, organic sheen. In a surreal and eerie spectacle, the horse's mane was replaced by undulating tendrils that seemed to pulsate with a life of their own. Furthermore, its once serene countenance was now dominated by an enlarged maw, from which Venom's elongated, sinewy tongue ominously emerged.

They were known as the enemies, but they were going to play the heroes for once and save the day.

Hopefully, they weren't too late.