[ 005 ] ashes to ashes



TROUBLE !
v. ashes to ashes







"WHY ARE YOU GLARING AT ME?" asked the black cat as she narrowed her eyes at Miles' noticeable glare directed at her after Spiderman had used his webs to glide himself up onto the ceiling. The older male had left the two safely on the observation ledge, leaving a flabbergasted Miles Morales to question her antics.

The boy scoffed, "you dropped me!" He emphasised, his jaw falling slack as he furrowed his eyebrows. He glanced behind him anxiously, awe bright in his eyes as he watched Spiderman swing effortlessly above the collider.

Felicity rolled her eyes at his tone, "Oh relax. If I didn't think spiderman would catch you, do you really think I'd of let you go?" She explained, her words earnest and valuing a sense of truth that he couldn't even deny.

Miles went to respond before he paused, eyebrows knitted together in thought as a shiver spilled down his arms in a river of goosebumps. "Do you feel that?" He inquired, his gaze scanning the room for the source of his unease.

Abruptly, a bullet of electrifying violet darkened the atmosphere as the masked devil's pathway of lambent purple stained his movements. His physique was built upon strength and swiftness, gifting him with enhanced speed and dexterity. With a menacing ambience, the figure lunged at spiderman, distracting the man from successfully shutting down the operation taking place.

Spiderman groaned aloud as his body met the unforgiving grip of his attacker's grip, the two of them spiralling through the air in a flush of violet, red and blue. And with a strained, muffled snark, Spiderman exposed his attackers name audibly.

The prowler.

"Man, I was in the middle of something!" Spiderman objected, fighting back against the Prowler's swift movements. He grunted as a mechanised fist slammed into his throat, manoeuvring himself free before earning two sharp punches from the villain. Before the masked hero could interject, the prowler blasted him backwards towards the machines.

From below, the two teenagers continued to stare with looks of utter disbelief. Felicity shook her head with internal annoyance as she stomped over to the edge of the yellow barricade, ambitious pouring into her movements. She wasn't the ideal candidate for 'a hero', but it would be cruel to simply leave the man to suffer against dual opponents when she had the power to intervene.

Disrupting her move to help Spiderman, Miles was quick to grab at her arm in an attempt to haul her backwards. "Woah, woah, woah, what are you doing?" He inquired, eyes blow wide as though she were attempting to do something he could never dream of.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm going to make sure your new best friend is alright." She responded, scoffing at his dramatics, "I do stuff like this every other day, it's fine." She persisted.

Miles raised his eyebrows, a witty drawl in his voice, "you help spiderman shut down black hole machines everyday?" He contradicted, tilting his head with a slightly judgemental grimace on his face.

"Something like that." Felicity replied smugly, tugging her arm out of Miles' weak grip and placing it on her hip. A sigh passed through her lips as Miles' response was to appear humourless, large brown eyes pierced with protest.

He went to speak again in one last meek effort before a pixelated phenomenon of surging textures erupted under Felicity's skin. An intense burning that made her veins feel as though they were detonating with the bitter weight of malfunctioning, her body obviously rejecting it's appearance in the foreign reality. A hiss of perplexed sharpness spilled from the girl as her legs turned weak, too weak to hold up her body weight.

"Wha—oh my god," Miles breathed out in utter shock, having never seen a person visibly glitch, "are you okay? What was that? Are you dying?" A flurry of overwhelming questions reached her ears as she registered Miles' hands on her shoulders, shaking them with unsure vibrations that felt uncomfortable against her burning skin.

"Miles--"

"Did you just explode? Are you going to die? Please don't--" miles cut her off, his eyes blown wide enough that Felicity would've though they were moments away from falling out of their sockets.

Felicity grumbled inaudibly, blinking as she placed a hand on her head. An invited sense of nausea brewed in her stomach. "Shit Miles, I'm fine! Just give me a second." Her voice came off in more of a displeased tone than intended as she squeezed her eyes shut with a hiss, shrugging off miles' hands and standing back up.

She turned away from Miles, a look of uncertainty adorning her features as she attempted to calm herself down rather than making a scene in front of the boy. He was already panicked, that much was for sure. So to have her display her anxieties would only worry him more wether he admit it or not.

She turned back, averting her eyes from Miles' burning gaze—which had he continued to stare, she was sure two holes would begin to form in the side of her head. The two argued dramatically as, once again, Felicity attempted to leave to help Spiderman.

"Are you mad at me? I feel like you're made at me!" Spiderman was heard to of yelled over the sound of the loud collider, his voice ranging in pitch due to the brawl that took place between himself and the prowler.

The two teenagers continued to bicker back and forth about what the smartest option would be: aiding spiderman, or obeying his orders. However, it seemed the conversation was trapped in a continuous loop until they—Felicity—decided against their better judgment and decided to wait for the man's return.

Felicity scowled, folding her arms over her chest and glancing sideways to see an in-awe Miles holding up his phone, the camera app open and absorbing every piece of footage available. "Are you seriously recording this right now?" She questioned, watching as he zoomed in on the sight of the prowler and spiderman.

He acknowledged her warily, "Documentary purposes." He stated blankly, his voice slightly hushed as though he didn't want it to be heard on the video recording. He redirected his attention back to the scene before him as he took notice of Spiderman's deflating energy whilst the prowler only seemed to grow stronger. As the two men battled, miles' phone lowered in his grip as he seemed to be having his own battle of internal conflict.

As it seemed Spiderman were to prevail, his short-lived justice was cut short by the lethal grip of the Green Goblin, who pounced at spiderman when the hero had least expected it. He pinned the man down with one large claw, nails scraping against the metal as a ferocious roar resounded throughout the room.

In comparison to the visually disturbing image of the Green Goblin, a sinister rumble infiltrated the room in a way that caused a shiver of goosebumps to arise on Felicity's arm. A frightfully amused humming deafened the room, pouring in through the walls as the heavy weight of footsteps approached the translucent window separating the scientists from the collider.

"Watch out," A tall man with exaggeratedly broad shoulders and a sizeable build strolled leisurely down the aisle of computers, his voice low in a raspy melody, "-here comes the spiderman." He mused, his thick voice loud as he stood in front of the window, "like my new toy?"

A soft tug attracted Felicity's attention as her sharp eyes narrowed on Miles before momentarily softening. His gaze remained locked onto the man's figure, an almost terrified glimmer in his eyes which allowed the girl a glimpse at his youthful nature. He looked so young. So innocent, that a somewhat uncomfortable pit threatened to form in felicity's stomach as she glanced at him. He seemed so unsure.

He glanced at her briefly, "who do you think that is?" He inquired, head tilting with a frown as he redirected his gaze to the man who's sinister radiance drenched the endless room in a sickening aura.

She shrugged, a sigh passing through her nose as she followed his gaze. The man spoke again, his tone harsh with amusement that was meant to patronise Spiderman, "cost me a fortune, but, hey, cant take it with you, right?" He chuckled, fingers twirling the piece of jewellery on his ring finger as he watched  the Green Goblin pin down spiderman. "-You came all this way. Watch the test."

"It's a hell of a freaking light show. You're gonna love this."

The machine creaked with activation, sparking a series of loud protests from the male hero as he fought back more urgently against his nemesis' hold. "No! No, don't do this! Stop!" He pleaded, and as he spoke the dozens of circular lights in the room operated to shine a halo of radiated luminosity to gleam throughout the room in a blinding excellence.

The younger male's voice called out again in a plea of desperation, "you don't know what it can do! You'll kill us all!" His voice resounded from the walls, loud with a need for the man, Kingpin, to understand.

From the observation ledge, the green-eyed girl's face fell in disbelief. She'd be damned before letting herself be comforted by death whilst next to a boy she barely knew. Not only next to a stranger, but in a reality far from her own. Beside her, Miles was sent into a deeper panic, though he had tried not to let it show by standing up straighter and controlling his breathing.

The environment tensed in anticipation as a smaller atmospheric meter box descended down, blinking with a faint whirl as it locked into place. With a resounding click, the sensor locked securely into it's place in front of the enormous collider. It waited in apprehension before pandemonium erupted.

Particle beams of flaming oranges and reds collided with each other from both sides of the collider, a vibrant mess of colour shining ablaze. Disrupting the tensed atmosphere, the beams fused together with an overpowering clash, a powerful force creating an explosion-like sequence as they met at the center of the atmospheric meter box.

"I see multiple dimensions opening!"

"That was three, four and five separate dimensions!"

At the barely audible words yelled, Felicity paused in realisation as she and Miles grabbed onto the yellow metal tightly. The machine before them was the very thing that had stolen herself and Gwen from their universe, tearing a hole throughout their dimension and pouring out ropes of disorder and chaos.

"It's unstable! We should stop--"

Dismay awoke on the observation ledge as the room vibrated in an uncontrollable burst of colour, sending panels from the roof above down onto the ground below like shards of glass lunging sharply. The small safe place that the two teenagers rested upon creaked as tiles shook it in it's place, effectively breaking it and throwing the two fourteen year olds off as it did so.

Two screams of surprise synched as they were sent plummeting downwards to the harsh ground below, spiked adrenaline replacing the blood in their veins as their hands reached to grab at the many metal pieces of scaffolding below the ledge they had been on. The arrangement of x's that trickled all the way down the structure was thankfully strong enough to keep them both on, laying sturdy as Felicity pushed herself to hold it as tight as possible.

On the collider, Spiderman let out an light joke to Norman that the girl wasn't able to catch as she focused on not falling to her death. Suddenly, the green body of the monster fell sideways, momentarily stunned whilst allowing spiderman the Liberty to swing towards the machine to shut it down. However, with a furious sneer the Green Goblin rose again, snatching the hero.

Fuelled with a taste for disturbance, the green goblin wrapped a dangerous claw around spiderman whilst flying threateningly close to the particle beams bursting from the collider. Before any protests could be launched, the monster forced spiderman's body into the beams.

"Goblin, no!" Kingpin scolded, "-get him outta there!" He ordered.

The room enveloped in mayhem as energy beams erupted, sending outbursts of energy to spiral outwards like a volcanic eruption spewing rays of hot lava in a flurry of burning red. Inky black holes formed throughout the undying beams, leaking out trails of darkness that sunk into more pitches of black, all surrounding the pained figure of spiderman.

The Green Goblin disregarded Kingpin, continuing to force the masked hero into the beams with a stronger intent, now shoving him headfirst.

Suddenly, a mountainous blast of overwhelming energy surged across the room in an earthquake of intensity and magnitude, radiating off of the walls and blanketed over all of Brooklyn. A momentary blackout of nothingness that left the world stunned for the phantom of a second before the chamber exploded in a vibrant flush.

The momentum of the energy field pushed everybody from their places, summoning them backwards as debris and panels began to decorate the room.

A groan slipped through Felicity's lips as she landed on the ground below, a sharp ache forming on her feet due to their elongated fall. A rainfall of dust particles rained down over the chamber, creating the illusion of a world barren of light. The sensation of rust and thick smoke invading her senses left her coughing as she glanced around feverishly.

"Miles?" The name spilled from her lips with foreign urgency as she tried her best to gaze through the sea of debris. A small creak resounded from nearby followed by the image of the brown-eyed boy's head of curls emerging from behind a large piece of metal.

He glanced around, gasping with surprise when her hand gripped his shoulder from behind, urging him to turn with a look of fright. "Cat." He breathed out in relief, "what the hell happened?" His hushed voice whispered.

She swallowed thickly, "I'm not sure." She responded, glancing around at The Valley of rubble
and metal remains before turning back to him. "You not hurt too badly or nothin', are you?" She asked, giving him a glance over as he shook his head.

"N-no, no, I'm good." He responded quickly, a barely noticeable stutter interlacing with his voice. "Where's s—oh." His eyes turned solemn as he glanced behind where she stood, his feet dragging him over to the body of the man.

Resting against the rubble, Spiderman shuddered with the weight of the multiverse he had just experienced. His head lolled to the side, the mask on his face adorning modern punctures and scrapes displaying his injuries as his chest heaved slowly. Beside him, the Green Goblin's body lay unmoving and frozen, drained of every drop of life that had once burned within him.

Sprinting over to spiderman's body, Miles collapsed beside the broken hero, his eyes painting his inward display of perplexity and uncertainty as they scanned his figure repetitively. As he did so, the black cat crept behind him swiftly, bare of her usual playful glimmer and instead washed away with tiredness.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Miles was quick to ask the man, his knees scraping against the harsh debris on the ground as he kneeled beside spiderman.

The man nodded with a thick swallow, brushing him off nonchalantly, "I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm just resting."he dismissed despite his obviously bruised physical appearance and agonised strain of his voice.

Miles nodded, watched with anticipation as he noticed spiderman's lack of movement to get back up. "Can't you get up?" He asked, his face turning slightly pale at the thought of the consequences Brooklyn would face without Spiderman.

"Yeah." Spiderman groaned, chuckling afterwards as though there were a running joke that only he would understand, "Yeah, I always get up." A cough disrupted his voice, sparking panic from the male teenager again which he was quick to soften, "Coughing's probably not a good sign."

"Find him. Now." Kingpin's voice echoed in a taunt throughout the rubble, his tone mocking them as it bounced through the labyrinth of structures.

Having glanced back to the voice when it boomed, Felicity turned back to Spiderman with a grimace as she took in his beaten features. "You sure you're alright?" She inquired, attracting the man's attention as he gave a stiff nod.

A hiss fell from his lips as he nodded, "yeah, never better, promise. But listen, we all gotta team up here. We don't have much time." He insisted, a pale blue eye glancing between the two teenagers through a tear in the mask, "-the override key is the only way to stop the collider." He stated as he passed Miles the small object which had the inky label alchemax printed on it. "Swing up there, use this key, push the button and blow it up."

He glanced at the dark-haired girl behind Miles, eyes slightly narrowed at her enigmatic radiance. She stood a short distance behind miles, one of her two long braids falling over her shoulder as she stood side on. He couldn't decipher her intentions; she seemed adamant on preventing the death of Miles Morales, but at the same time he wouldn't have been surprised if she were part of a misfit band of villains. It almost made him chuckle as he glanced at the complimenting attire— maybe in another universe she and the prowler may've gotten along swell.

However, he couldn't deem her as untrustworthy, not whilst she made no move to attack or betray. If anything, the deemed black cat was morphing into the role of an anti-heroine. He redirected his eyes back to the boy, "you need to hide your face. You don't tell anyone who you are. No one can know. He's got everyone in his pocket." He croaked out, voice quivering as his chest rose with a battling breath.

"What?" Miles voice came out in a tender breath.

Spiderman continued, "if he turns the machine on again, everything you know will disappear. For both of you." He flickered his gaze back over to the girl as she shuffled slightly closer, "-your family, everyone. Everyone. Promise me you'll do this."

Miles was rendered momentarily speechless, slowly turning backwards to the girl behind him. His gaze blurred with a passion to repair and fix the damaged ruins that acted as flesh upon his bones. To savour the starry ink of his blood and use it as lakes of adrenaline pouring into the world in litres of hope.

They never spoke, only glancing at each other. And though Miles was oblivious to the expression of her eyes under the mask, he already knew what had been weaved into his destiny. And he didn't have to ask to know that her lack of interference was all the confidence increase he needed.

He turned back to spiderman, glancing at the watercolour eye of pristine blue that he know noticed was teary with exhaustion. Exhausted of having the weight of the world depending upon his lean shoulders. The boy sighed, "I promise."

Spiderman nodded with a newfound sense of respect whilst ordering, "Go. Destroy the collider." His voice strained with a plea as he watched the Black Cat approach Miles, grappling the top of his arm and tugging him into a stance. "Go, I'll come and the two of you!"

The two teenagers stumbled back quickly whilst one last call came from the older hero, "it's gonna be okay." He coughed, creating an unconvincing tone in his voice. An obvious yet ignored lie.

"Come on." Felicity encouraged, pushing herself onto a platform as miles followed in pursuit, the two of them hidden behind a large piece of rubble that gave them a direct view of Kingpin's approaching figure.

His voice rang muffled though drenched with sinister intent, "Tombstone. We're done with the tests. Get that thing ready to go again. And soon." He snarked to the scientist he was speaking to, who ran away briskly after his orders where declared, "-Run faster! These guys are weak." He mumbled to himself, unaware of the two teenagers' gaze.

The tall man approached spiderman with a satisfactory smirk, "I'd say it's nice to see you again, spiderman, but it's not." He commented as he brushed away the dust off his jet black blazer.

Attempting to lighten the doomed situation, spiderman mused, "hey, kingpin. How's business?"

"Boomin'." The older man responded with a gruff chuckle as he looked down at spiderman's form—the tears and slashes across his chest, the bruises forming on the visible pale skin and the one visible eye that shone in a replication of a window to another dimension.

The taller man reached out a calloused hand, snatching Spiderman's mask in his grip as tugging the soft fabric off of the younger man's head.

Spiderman, or Peter Parker, groaned as his face was made visible for all to see. His cheekbones were dusted in subtle bruises, a mismatched compliment to the tuffs of golden blonde hair that held light remains of dust. His complexion was youthful, no older than twenty-six, younger than Felicity would've first presumed.

Beside her, Felicity identified Miles' gasp of shock as they remained out of view. He tensed noticeably, jaw falling slack as he watched the scene with unbelievable eyes.

"This might open a black hole under Brooklyn." Spiderman warned to no avail, a stream of crimson pouring from his nose as he lay tired, "it can't be worth the risk."

Kingpin leaned forward, expression falling grave as he shook his head faintly. "It's not always about the money, spiderman." He corrected, followed by the sound of metal whirling emitting from the Prowler's glove as the masked man in purple walked closer with a menacing attitude.

A sudden frantic tone pierced through Peter's voice as he spoke, "don't you want to know what I saw in there?" The young male had seen multiple illusions and flashes during the short period of time that he was forced beyond the machine. And he could've sworn he'd caught a glimpse of moonlit hair and evergreen eyes.

Kingpin paused with intruige, "wait." He ordered to the prowler, jutting out a hand to stop him from advancing on Peter.

"I know what you're trying to do," Peter sympathised, "and it wont. They're gone." He furrowed his eyebrows, desperate for Kingpin to understand the severity of the situation.

A tense pause resounded, for a moment. only for a moment.

A scream, born of utter heartbreak and disgrace, spilled from Kingpin's throat as the images of his loved ones' souls forever decaying painted his mind in a horrific illusion. He raised his fists that were clenched with immense frustration and heartache, slamming them as hard as he could on the young body of Peter Parker.

Why should Peter get to be deemed a saint where as he was shunned to forever be a sinner? This was selfless, an act to revive the life that should've been lived for his family. This was for them—all for them. And Peter Parker had the dare to challenge his actions when he only knew the life of opulence and liberty, and the older man was exiled to loneliness. No. It wasn't fair and this time, he would win.

And so he delivered the final blow.

The ground cracked in a spiral of deep wounds, each crack a fragment of Kingpin's grief. Like an earthquake summoned by the man's mourning, the area shook with the weight of his emotions. He rose back to his full height, knuckles an abnormal shade of bruised red that stained the skin of his body, making home on the creaks and cracks of his flesh.

And for the second time in the recent teenage years of Felicity Amber, this was now the second Peter Parker she knew to have been brutally killed. She herself hadn't witnessed earth sixty-five's Peter Parker's demise, but she had. The night had been melancholy with the presence of disturbance, and soon enough Felicity was left to cradle the fragments and cracks inside the mind of Gwen Stacy as the blonde wailed in despair.

She could recall the way Gwen had ripped off the mask, clawing and scratching at it as though it were sowed onto her skin in a refusal to come off. She remembered Gwen's cries, the way she heaved, stumbling backwards as Felicity approached cautiously. It was the first time Gwen had been uncontrollable. The first and the last.

But it made her wonder how Gwen would feel in the current moment, in her shoes. Would the blonde been stricken with memories of that night, frozen in her place as images of Peter Parker—her Peter Parker—overwhelmed her senses. She wasn't sure, because she wasn't Gwen. And she hadn't already witnessed the younger Peter Parker's demise.

Her eyes widened behind her mask, grip so very tight upon the piece of debris she hid behind. Peter Parker was gone. Unresponsive. Dead. Deceased. It was all too much as he had been gone all too soon. Leaving behind a young Miles Morales to follow in fate's footsteps.

Ashes to ashes, spiderman to spiderman.

"Get rid of the body."

Yet Kingpin's words fell deaf upon Felicity's ears as she watched in captivity. Only moments ago Spiderman had left them with a comforting message of hope, but now his body was motionless. His eyes, blue enough to drown them in a suffocating hold, stared forever still. And in his last moments, the girl couldn't help but wonder what he had thought of. Them, perhaps? Maybe the love of his life—probably the love of his life, Mary Jane. Aunt May? The outcome to the situation? She wasn't sure, and she would never know.

Her head snapped over to Miles at the sound of movement, a small pile of dust and rubble falling from their hiding space into the area where the prowler and Kingpin resided. Without thinking, Felicity wrapped a tight, gloved hand around Miles' mouth before pulling him backwards with her, completely out of view.

"What was that?" Kingpin snapped as he turned to the sound, eyebrows furrowed and a look of annoyance building at the thought of somebody daring to intervene with his plans. He watched from below as the silhouette of a flexible girl dragged a tall boy backwards, sprinting away from the sight.

"...kill those two."


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IN THE YEARS OF HER LIFE, felicity would've believed herself to be quite the runner, which was an advantage that made her job that little bit easier. But in the very moment where she and Miles Morales were sprinting towards the entrance gate, their hadn't been a moment in her life where she had ran so fast.

A burning ache began to trail through her legs, surging her forward with adrenaline spiked blood. Beside her, Miles' heart pounded like the beating of a thousand drums synchronised together, his breathing following a similar pattern.

The metal fence before them stood as a minor obstacle as they threw themselves over, sprinting to escape the maze of debris and tunnels. The Prowler's lurking ambience lingering behind them, whistling over their shoulders and cascading a trail of shadows wherever they went. The phantom of his body shadowed the walls, amplifying his height and speed as he followed after them in a game of cat and mouse.

Miles yelped as the small alchemax overdrive slipped through his fingers, the boy making an immediate effort to pick it back up. He followed only seconds after the girl, frowning when he noticed her slight pause.

Suddenly, the doors beside them were thrown recklessly off of it's hinges as the prowler charged towards them, his neon suit illuminated with a menacing glow as a magenta hue lingered behind him. His sharp claws were outstretched in an effort to destroy, his grip only seconds away from Miles' form.

Having sharpened reflexes, the black cat turned with only a second to spare, slamming her boot into the Prowler's mask, stunning the man as he fell backwards momentarily. A hiss fell from his mechanical face as he attempted to claw at her own face to which she was faster, retractable talons scraping harshly against his own as she used a free hand to grab her grappling hook and slam the tool across the prowler's face.

In his short term distraction, he failed to see the girl escape until it were a second too late, her hand already tugging Miles along with her and through the railway tracks.

To their surprise, the oncoming whistle of a train resounded through the air as the golden lights highlighted their features, approaching closer and closer and leaving them with little space to avoid the vehicle. Throwing herself against the cement walls encaging the tracks, felicity squeezed her eyes shut as the vehicle passed by at unbelievable speeds, pushing the stray pieces of her hair that lingered at the sides of her face to the side as it passed by.

The vehicle passed quickly, allowing Felicity's attention to be turned upwards at the sight of Miles sticking to the roof of the tunnel. He yelped in fright as the prowler advanced, begging himself to let go. However, he didn't need to struggle long before his body dropped down and was soon faced with the black cat, a visible grimace on her lips.

The reoccurring sound of a train approached again, another one heading straight for them as the prowler gained the upper hand for speed. Without thinking, Felicity aimed her grappling hook at visible florescent light beam, gripping Miles as she did so and forcing him along with her.

Only seconds later, the two were barrelling along the tiled-floor of the subway station, falling backwards with loud winces. Detaching her grappling hook and setting off again, Felicity and Miles found themselves lunging in front of one final train and sprinting up the stairs of the station and into the sleepless city of Brooklyn.

Breathless and tired, Miles sprinted through the amber-lit streets of the city, glancing behind him every couple of seconds as the glint of neon violet followed his every move in a dance of life and death. He curled into himself, hiding behind a large orange and white traffic cone as the purple motorbike passed him by.

He climbed down, his chest beating rapidly as he manoeuvred his way through the large city, pausing when he felt the lack of a mischievous presence beside him. He glanced around, frowning when he noticed the black cat was nowhere to be seen. A sigh fell from his lips, a mixture of relief and confusion whilst he shoved his hands in his pockets.

A small, folded piece of paper caught his attention as he pulled the foreign paper from his pocket, eyes wide as he read the small message written on the item.

Don't go getting yourself into more trouble than it's worth, spider.
                         — cat.

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ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN, the window to the shared dorm inside visions academy was slowly forced open, a very tired Felicity Amber sneaking through with a light sigh as she avoided trampling on the objects on the desk.

"Felicity." The girl's head turned at the sight of Gwen. The blonde was perched on the lower bunk of the beds, hands tapping at her arm feverishly, waiting for her best friend's return. "Where've you been? I've been looking for you all day! I've been to quite literally every jewellery store in the city."

Gwen frowned as Felicity proceeded to push back down the window, clambering tiredly onto the the bed. She disregarded her boots and mask, untying the braids in her hair and laying backwards to rest her head on Gwen's lap as the blonde leaned back on her arms.

The green-eyed girl sighed, "That miles kid is a real piece of work, you know that?" She grumbled, "hangs out in random tunnels and train stations." She added on, to which Gwen chuckled lightheartedly.

"Oh, so that's where you've been all night." The blonde raised her eyebrows, brushing a piece of hair behind her ears. "You realise that destroys the whole point of dyeing your hair, don't you?"

"Shut up." The dark-haired girl rolled her eyes at Gwen's playfulness before glancing away.

Felicity fell silent, shuffling uncomfortably as the events of the night reoccurred inside of her mind like an endless loop of mocking laughter. She closed her eyes in avoidance when Gwen narrowed hers in speculation, "What's that look? What's happened?"

The dark-haired girl huffed, sitting up momentarily to click to the radio on the desk before settling back down in her previous position.

"We interrupt this channel with devastating news news tonight. The hero known as spiderman has passed away," Felicity could feel as Gwen grew tense, listening to the broadcast, "-investigation states that the cause of this tragic event relates to injuries caused by another powerful earthquake in Brooklyn. Multiple sources are confirming that Peter Parker, a twenty-six--"

The radio clicked with silence as Felicity turned it off, glancing to see Gwen's reaction to the news. "Oh." Was the only sound to leave the blonde as she glanced around thoughtfully.

Felicity sat up, nodding slowly. "But I found out what brought us here." She stated, capturing Gwen's attention as she urged her to carry on, "There's this massive supercollider that opens portals between dimensions. There was a man, Kingpin, and he was activating the machine and it opened multiple dimensions—that's what brought us here. Along with many others probably."

"And this dimension's spiderman couldn't turn it off?" The older girl inferred, eyebrows knitted together in understanding as she listened to the girl talk.

Felicity shrugged faintly, "Not exactly. He had this overdrive," she explained outwardly, "-and he tried to shut the machine down before this other guy, the prowler, started attacking him. He gave the overdrive to Miles. He made him promise to shut it down, but we never got around to doing so because we got chased by the prowler."

Gwen stood us from the bed, pacing through the room as Felicity leaned back on her arms. "The overdrive, did it have anything written on it? A name, o-or some indication of where it came from?" She asked, glancing briefly to the dark-haired girl who thought back in recollection.

"Yeah, there was a word written on it I think." She responded, "alchemax."



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authors note:

I thought this chapter would be out quicker
so sorry if it took longer than expected
but exams are done now so I'm hoping to have
updates be pretty more consistent.

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