Chapter 373: Granny May

Chapter 373: Granny May

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Peter stood there, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at the electronic billboard displaying the shocking headline. This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.

Realization began to sink in...

He had somehow been transported to a universe where the Spider-Man of this world had met his demise. The weight of the situation pressed heavily upon him as he thought about the consequences of his sudden arrival.

"I'm not in my universe anymore..." Peter whispered to himself, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

The bustling streets of Times Square seemed unfamiliar, and the curious glances from passersbys only served to intensify his unease.

With determination set in his eyes, Peter knew he needed answers. He had to find out more about this alternate version of himself and the loved ones he may have left behind.

He scanned the surroundings, searching for any sign of a computer that could provide him with the knowledge he needed.

After all, he didn't have his phone or laptop right now and portals didn't exactly work across the multiverse.

Spotting a cyber cafe not too far away, Peter made his way through the crowded streets, his spider-sense heightened and alert to the world around him.

Finally reaching the cafe, he stepped inside and headed straight to an unoccupied computer terminal.

Peter swiftly sat down, his fingers dancing across the keyboard, his skills honed from years of crime-fighting and resourcefulness.

He searched for any available information on this universe's version of Spider-Man, hoping for some clue about who killed his counterpart.

As he dug deeper into the archives, his eyes widened at the wealth of information he found.

News articles, photographs, and videos painted a picture of a hero who had fought valiantly but ultimately met a tragic end. Peter's heart ached as he saw images of the fallen hero alongside a familiar face.

His Aunt May, who now looked like a shell of her former self, grieving the death of a man who was practically her son.

Though she should probably be called Grandma May, as she was much older in this universe.

Peter let out a sad sigh as he searched up May's information. His breath caught in his throat as he watched a video of her weeping at the funeral that took place earlier in the day.

"Maybe I should visit her?" He wondered, knowing that she must be going through a lot right now.

With renewed determination, Peter gathered his thoughts and made his way out of the cyber cafe.

Swinging through the melancholy city, he made his way to Aunt Mays house, which was public knowledge at this point.

...

"Whoa." Peter breathed, his voice filled with awe. "This is incredible..."

May smiled, pride shimmering in her eyes. "My Peter was quite the inventor. He built this hideout to help him in his mission. He was always looking for ways to make a difference."

Stepping into the elevator alongside May, Peter couldn't help but marvel at the spider-themed Bat-Cave. As they descended, the whole place lit up, revealing everything inside.

Spider-themed gadgets and tools were meticulously organized, waiting to be utilized in the fight against crime.

Vehicles designed for swift and silent travel, a giant computer displaying a web of interconnected data, and a row of different styled spider suits, each with its own unique capabilities.

"I never had anything like this in my universe. I have access to stuff like this, but I've never made my own high tech lair..." Peter admitted, a tinge of envy in his voice. "Your Peter was very impressive."

May placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Well, gadgets and technology can be helpful, but it's the heart of a hero that truly matters."

Her words resonated with Peter. He nodded, smiling gratefully for her perspective.

Finally, the elevator came to a stop and the two stepped off into the spider cave.

Peter's eyes widened in amazement as he took in the sight before him. He couldn't help but feel a mixture of admiration and envy at the level of preparation and dedication that had gone into creating this sanctuary.

May walked over to a central computer station and booted it up. A holographic image appeared, and Peter's eyes focused on the face of the Kingpin.

Though this universes version of the man looked like a giant with no neck, his body somehow both fat and muscular at the same time.

And as Peter stared at the holographic image of Wilson Fisk, realization suddenly struck him. 'Wait... is this the spider-verse with Miles?'

Immediately, everything started to make sense. The dead Spider-Man, older Aunt May, the spider cave...

Before Peter could think any further, May spoke up, her voice growing serious. "This is the case that he was working on. He believed that the Kingpin was behind a company named Alchemax, which has been experimenting with something that's been sapping the city's power grid like crazy."

Peter stared at the image of the Kingpin, memories of his voice over the phone resurfacing. "The Kingpin... I know a bit about him. Wade and I planned to hunt him down, but I've been busy lately."

"Wade?" May asks curiously.

"Oh, he's another hero. My world has a lot more heroes than just me." Peter explains briefly.

May nodded, her expression filled with curiosity. "Your arrival here might be connected to this case. We need to find out why you were brought here and how the Kingpin and Alchemax are involved."

Peter's resolve hardened, and he stepped closer to the computer. "Alright, what else does he have?"

May smiled, a spark of hope igniting within her tired eyes. "Well..."

As they delved into the information, Peter couldn't help but wonder where all of the other spider people were.

After all, they should be out there somewhere. And he was especially interested in meeting a certain pig...

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