(Earth-928)

(Nueva York. January, 2099)

Y/N's P.O.V

Gwen, Hobie and I come out of a portal.

The three of us land on an platform and I take off my mask.

Hobie and Gwen take off their masks.

I look at Hobie.

Y/N: How are you even cooler under your mask?

Hobie: I was this cool the whole time.

We're joined by Jess.

I turn and look out of the window.

Y/N: Whoa. Are we in the future?

Jess: Yes. On Earth-928 the year is 2099.

Gwen taps me on the shoulder.

Gwen: Hey, over here.

I turn and see a door open infront of us.

We all walk out and I see multiple Spider-People.

Y/N: Yo. This place is wild.

Jess: Any sign of Spot?

Spider-Woman: Let me ask. Hey, anyone spot Spot?

Jess: Oh, that's funny. Anyone else got jokes?

All of them start to make their jokes at the same time. They're definitely Spider's.

I look around.

Y/N: Man, this is insane.

Gwen: This is the lobby.

Y/N: Oh.

We stop and see even more Spider-People.

Gwen: Welcome to Spider Society.

All of us go further in and walk among the Spider-People.

Hobie: It's a bit much, innit?

Y/N: So, this is the "small elite strike team?"

Gwen: Well, alot of these guys are part-time.

She and Hobie walk on ahead. I can't get over how cool this all is.

Just then I hear barking.

Y/N: Is that a dog?

I then see a puppy wearing a Spider-Man mask and red bandana run up to me.

(A/N: This is the puppy.)

I kneel down and start stroking him.

Y/N: Hey there, buddy. Hi. Is this a Spider-Pup or something?

Gwen: No, that's a regular pup wearing a Spider-Man mask. His name is Lucky. 

He starts licking my face.

Y/N: Where'd you find him?

Gwen: Jess and I found him a couple of weeks ago on Earth-92. It's a dead Earth.

Y/N: Dead Earth?

Gwen comes over and strokes him.

Gwen: Yeah, it's a wasteland. This puppy was the only living thing left there. That's why we call him Lucky.

Y/N: Ah, that sucks. You're a good boy, huh? 

He barks.

Gwen: Hey, come on. Let's keep moving.

Y/N: Yep.

We go to catch up with Hobie and Jess.

Lucky follows us.

He walks alongside me.

I guess he likes me, so I pick him up and carry him.

As we walk through I learn alot of them are called Peter.

Gwen: Hey, Peter.

Y/N: Hi, I'm Y/N. I'm the new recruit.

Jess: Peter, take a team to the transport deck to help deal with this Spot mess.

Y/N: I wouldn't call it a mess. It's more of a success in progress.

Jess: Ben, I need you...

I see a Spider leaning against the wall.

Ben: Sorry, I can't talk right now. I'm thinking about my past.

Jess: Actually, we need you here for some reason.

He groans.

Ben: That was a particularly harrowing memory.

Y/N: Is he okay?

I turn and see a horse in my face.

Y/N: Ah!

???: Hi. Name's Web-Slinger.

His horse licks my face.

Y/N: Why does your horse need a mask?

Web-Slinger: To conceal her face. Giddy up!

He shoot up into the air.

We go further and see people in cages.

Y/N: Who are in these laser cages.

Lyla appears.

Lyla: Anomalies. Folks who wound up in the wrong dimension.

Jess: We kick their butt's and send 'em home.

Gwen: They're not very interesting.

Lyla starts going through the villains they've caught from other dimensions.

Lyla: We got a Prowler.

Y/N: Prowler?

I put Lucky down.

Gwen: Not your Prowler.

I go over to the Prowler and he's a version of Harry. 

Y/N: Hey.

He looks at me.

Harry: Hey. It's rude to stare.

Y/N: Sorry. You just look like someone I know.

Hobie: Caught that one myself.

Harry: I slipped.

Gwen: You? I did all the work. You...

Y/N: How many missions you guys been on together?

Gwen: Not that many...

Hobie: Couple dozen.

I shake my head and turn.

Y/N: Well, that's cool.

I then bump into someone and turn to see a girl there.

Y/N: Sorry.

Our spider senses bounce off each other.

Y/N: Hey, I'm Spider-Man.

???: Oh, no way. All of us are. Well, except me. I'm Margo Kess, but I go by Spider-Byte.

Y/N: I'm Y/N L/N.

Gwen walks past.

Gwen: Can we just keep moving.

She seems a little angry.

Margo zips away with her arm.

Y/N: Whoa, hold up.

I go over to her.

Y/N: Are you an Avatar?

Margo: That's right.

She zips around the room and lands infront of me.

Margo: My body's back in my dimension sitting in a game chair and eating.

I see her real body through a projection.

Margo: Here is better.

Y/N: Tell me about it.

I see a spider-like machine come out of the ceiling.

Y/N: What is that?

Hobie: Something with a great name.

Gwen: Go Home Machine.

Hobie: What'd I say?

Gwen: I voted against it.

Margo comes over.

Y/N: I'm guessing it scans your DNA to find out what dimension you're from and sends you there.

We see a Rhino variety get sent back to it's dimension.

Margo: That's right. Wow. You're cute and smart. That's a rare combination.

Y/N: Thanks.

Gwen: Let's go. We don't wanna keep the boss waiting.

She and Hobie walk away.

Y/N: So, I'll see you around?

Margo: Yeah. Good luck, man.

Hobie: Let's go, Cassnova!

I get yanked by Gwen.

Y/N: Whoa! Okay, bye.

Now, it's time to see Miguel.

(Five minutes later)

After grabbing an empanada, Hobie, Gwen and I go to see Miguel along with Lucky.

Hobie moves past me and pulls something out of the wall.

Hobie: Bet this doesn't even do anything.

Y/N: Maybe it did before you ripped it out of the wall.

Hobie: It's propaganda, bruv. To distract you from the truth.

Y/N: And what's that?

Hobie: I ain't got a Scooby Doo, mate. Cause that's what they want.

He and I walk along together.

Hobie: Why you wanna be apart of this lot?

Y/N: To get a watch.

Hobie: Build your own watch.

Y/N: I've tried. It didn't work.

Hobie: Bet you got a nice set-up, huh? Nice parents.

Y/N: Yeah, I do. It's just... it doesn't matter.

He slides in a chair and puts his feet.

Hobie: You're not ready for everyone else, you know?

I push his legs out of the way.

Hobie: The whole point of being Spider-Man is your independence. Be your own boss. You don't need all this.

Y/N: Then why are you here?

Hobie: Just lookin' out for my friends is all.

Y/N: Well, I wanna be apart of this. Be with my friends and I need a watch to do that.

Gwen: Let's go, guys.

Hobie: Alright. Squashed.

He leans in.

Hobie: (Whispers) Just don't enlist until you know what war you're fighting.

He, Gwen and I walk towards the command centre.

I have a bad feeling about this.