I'm Spider-Man (MCU)

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Peter's observed the astonished expressions on the faces before him with a hint of amusement, enjoying the moment.

Tom(This universes Peter) and Ned exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued. Aunt May stood there with a mixture of surprise and concern etched on her face. MJ, who had been mostly silent, watched Peter intently, her eyes scanning his every move.

"Well, hello again, gorgeous." Peter chuckled at the glare she gave him. "But no, I'm not just another Peter Parker. I'm Peter Parker. The one and only Spider-Man. At least, in my universe."

Ned's eyes widened, his voice full of excitement. "No way! So, you like traveled across the multiverse?!"

Peter nodded. "Yup, but I wasn't exactly trying to. In my universe, I was the first hero, the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. Started my hero gig as a freshman in high school, and it's been a pretty wild ride ever since."

MJ raised an eyebrow, her skepticism evident. "And you learned magic?"

Peter nodded once again. "Actually, I did. The Ancient One saw potential in me and took me under her wing. I learned some cool tricks from her over the years."

Doctor Strange, who had been observing the exchange with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, finally spoke up. "This is quite the tale... Peter. But how did you end up in this universe?"

Peter's smirk faltered for a moment as he recalled his unexpected journey. "Well, you see, I was taking a shower when this gooey portal opened up and swallowed me whole. I ended up in another universe, helping a bunch of Spider-People take down Kingpin's super-collider. Long story, don't ask... I thought I was heading home after that, but I somehow ended up here instead. Im not complaining though, this little vacation has been fun, though Lily might be a bit jealous when I tell her about it..."

Aunt May quirked her head to the side. "Who's Lily?" She asked curiously.

Peter's confident facade softened, his gaze meeting Aunt May's. "That would be your granddaughter." He revealed as his gaze turned to MJ. "And your daughter."

"?!" All eyes widen in shock almost instantly. "I-I have a daughter with MJ?" Tom asked, bewildered.

Peter nodded. "Well, she's an Artificial Intelligence, but yeah. She called me Daddy as soon as I started her up. It was so cute..." He said, reminiscing about the good old days. "I even made her a body with our DNA and had the dwarves of Nidavellir forge her some metal bones. She's pretty bada*s for a 10 year old kid."

"..." No one knew what to say as they listened to Peter brag about overpowered daughter.

Doctor Strange studied Peter intently, his voice steady but cautious. "You may be skilled, Peter, but we'll need to assess the situation carefully. We can't take any risks, especially when it involves another version of you."

Peter nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I get it, Doc. Safety first, right? But trust me, I'm not the one you should be worried about..." he turned his gaze at Dr. Connors, the man transformed into the formidable Lizard. "He's not from this universe either."

Doctor Strange, intrigued by Peter's observation, nodded and raised his hands, conjuring golden spell circles that hovered around Dr. Connors. The circles emitted a soft hum as they scanned the Lizard's form, searching for any anomalies.

After a few moments, the spell circles dissipated, and Doctor Strange's expression turned grave. "You're right. There are traces of multiversal energy within him. He's not from this universe."

Peter crossed his arms, his eyes darting between Doctor Strange and Tom. "See? I told you there's something going on here. There could be others out there too. We need to figure out what happened. Someone must have messed up big time for all of this to occur." He said, knowing exactly what happened.

Tom and Doctor Strange exchanged a silent glance, realizing the weight of the situation.

Earlier that day, Tom had approached Strange seeking his help. The world now knew his secret identity, and he desperately wanted everyone to forget. Strange offered to perform a spell, but a combination of Peter's insistence and their mutual miscommunication had caused the spell to go awry.

Taking a step forward, Peter Thomas Parker introduced himself rather awkwardly. "Uhh, hey. I'm Peter too, I guess... but you can call me Tom. It's my middle name. That way nobody gets confused, you know?"

After his awkward introduction, Tom and Strange explained their little mishap...

Peter did his best to look shocked, a mixture of concern and realization playing out on his face. "Do you think the spell is pulling everyone in the surrounding multiverse that knows Peter Parker is Spider-Man into this universe?" He offered his knowledge to speed things along.

Instantly, realization spread among the crowd. Even Doctor Strange seemed impressed with Peter's 'hypothesis'. Of course, he only knew that because he watched the movie, but none of them needed to know that.

"So..." Peter was the first to break the silence as he gestured towards Dr. Connors. "Do you have a place to keep him? I really don't want to lug him around everywhere I go."

"Hmm..." Strange thought for a moment before nodding his head. "Yeah, follow me."

The group followed him through the halls of the New York Sanctum, their footsteps echoing in the dimly lit corridors. The air was heavy with a sense of mysticism from the magical artifacts lining the walls, giving the place an eerie atmosphere.

They descended a flight of stone stairs, and as they reached the bottom, the space opened up into an old cellar, which seemed to be used for storage these days.

"Welcome to the Undercroft." Strange announced. "Don't touch anything!" He exclaimed as Ned started fiddling with a pile of junk.

Peter looked around, taking in the sight before him. The undercroft was illuminated by a soft, ethereal glow emanating from old flicking lightbulbs.

The place was filled with dusty junk and forgotten artifacts, ancient relics of power that no longer had a place in the sanctum above. They exuded a sense of history and mystery, as if whispering tales of forgotten sorcery and long-lost secrets.

But that wasn't all...

The end of the room opened up into a dark cave, and embedded into the stone walls were prison cells. Nothing but a window of transparent glass and dense rock made up each cell, though Peter could feel the mystic energy in each of them.

It would take someone like the Hulk or Thor to break out of these bad boys.

As they approached the cells, Dr. Connors began to thrash like crazy, unwilling to be caged. In a matter of seconds, the Lizard managed to snap the thick web and break free. With its primal instinct flaring, it lunged toward Peter, attempting to rip his throat out with its sharp, jagged teeth.

"!" May, MJ, and Ned jumped in fright, cringing in horror as they expected to see something very gruesome.

But thankfully, Peter's reflexes were far quicker than they could imagine, and he effortlessly sidestepped the attack, tossing the transformed scientist into one of the glass cells.

With a frustrated growl, the Lizard thrashed and banged against the glass, which it just phased through only seconds ago, desperately trying to escape.

But sadly, for him, cell held firm, the magical barriers preventing any physical contact between the Lizard and the outside world. The sound of impact reverberated through the undercroft, creating an unsettling noise of frustration and captivity.

Peter watched the futile struggle, his expression firm. He knew that, for now, Dr. Connors would be contained within the confines of the cell, though if things go the same as the movie, then he'd be released soon enough.

"I don't think he'll be going anywhere," Peter stated, turning back to everyone else. "But we need to find out what's going on and how to fix this. There's probably others like him out there as we speak, displaced from their own universes." He said as his gaze turned to Tom. "Who knows, there could be other Peter's out there too."

Dr. Connors wondered what the hell was going on as he continued to thrash against his cell, slowly using his genius mind to put the puzzle pieces together. 'This isn't my universe...' He thought as his gazed turned to the two Peter's. 'And those certainly aren't my Spider-Man...'

The others nodded in agreement, their eyes reflecting the seriousness of the situation. Doctor Strange turned to face the group, his voice firm and resolute. "We'll need to work together, gathering information and-"

Before he could finish that sentence, everyones phone suddenly went off, vibrating and chiming. Each member of the group pulled out their devices, their faces contorting with surprise and concern as they read the flood of notifications.

Peter, being the odd one out without a phone from this universe, observed their reactions with curiosity.

Ned's eyes widened, his voice trembling with urgency. "Guys, look at this! There's a news report about some green elf flying around on a hoverboard. He's throwing grenades all over the city!"

"HahaHAHAHA!" A shrill laughter could be heard from his phone.

MJ's brow furrowed as she read another news report. "And here's another one. It says there's a man with four mechanical squid arms running around, demanding Spider-Man appearance."

"Peter Parker!" She played a video of said man throwing cars along the highway. "Show yourself you traitorous coward!"

Doctor Strange's expression shifted from resolute to grim as he absorbed the information. "It seems our troubles have multiplied..."

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