When Peter opened his eyes again, he realized something strange—
He wasn't just himself anymore.
He was the Amazing Spider-Man.
And right now, Spider-Man was crouched in total darkness, perched on a massive web stretched across the sewers. Each strand shot deep into a different tunnel, like tripwires set for prey.
Peter blinked.
"Uh… okay. Where exactly am I this time?"
Then, the memories started bleeding in—scenes from the Amazing Spider-Man's day.
---
Earlier That Morning
He'd been with Gwen on campus. (That memory cut out abruptly, almost like someone slammed the tape off.)
That Afternoon
After school, Spider-Man had swung by Oscorp.
Inside, two men were locked in a heated argument—both of them familiar faces.
Dr. Curt Connors, Gwen's mentor. A geneticist. His father's old colleague.
And the other… Niels. The slimeball Peter had saved just last night. Oscorp's head of bio-research, and the creep who looked at him like he was a science experiment on legs.
Spider-Man had met Connors before—he'd even handed over his dad's old formula notes to him. That same "decay-rate algorithm" Richard Parker had left behind.
Through the thick lab glass, he couldn't hear much. But a few words carried:
"Lizard." "Super." "Spider."
Then—slam. The fight ended, both storming off in opposite directions.
Niels barreled past, nearly shoulder-checking Peter, but didn't recognize him without the mask.
Connors stayed behind long enough to drop a few cryptic words… and then fled the scene himself.
And that's when Peter saw it.
The mouse.
A test subject named Fred. One of Connors' lab rats. Born with a missing leg. Connors had injected him with a serum—lizard DNA spliced with Peter's decay-rate formula.
At first, it worked. Miraculously, Fred grew his leg back.
But now?
Fred was tearing into the corpse of another mouse. Feral. Bloodthirsty. Something primal had taken over.
That's when Peter put the pieces together.
The Lizard he'd seen last night on the Williamsburg Bridge wasn't a random monster.
It was Dr. Curt Connors.
---
Peter ran to the NYPD with the intel. He told Captain Stacy everything.
But Stacy didn't believe him.
He brushed it off like a joke.
So Peter had no choice.
If the police wouldn't act, Spider-Man would.
---
The only clue? Lizards loved the sewers.
So here he was—deep underground, spinning a massive sensor-web, waiting.
It was crude, sure. A dumb idea, even. But better than searching the endless maze one tunnel at a time.
"Net on a net. Peter inside Peter. Not bad," he muttered with a smirk.
Then Connors' words echoed back, chilling him:
> "Don't worry, Mr. Parker. I'll be back soon. Something wonderful is coming. Something very, very wonderful."
Peter's skin crawled.
This wasn't just science gone wrong. This was a plan. A big one.
And time was running out.
---
Still, waiting in a sewer wasn't exactly fast-paced detective work.
"Guard the tree, wait for the rabbit… more like guard the web, wait for the lizard, huh?" he muttered.
Bored, Peter pulled out his phone. Maybe a quick round of Bubble Shooter.
But then—he froze.
On his lock screen, someone had written a message.
"Hey, brother."
Peter's eyes lit up.
"Oh-ho! He got it!"
The other Spider-Man—the Amazing version—had seen his note. Proof their strange connection worked.
Peter typed back on the wallpaper:
"Hi, brother. I'm Peter."
He couldn't help grinning like an idiot. For the first time, it didn't just feel like parallel universes—it felt like family.
Not blood brothers. Something even weirder. Even closer.
Spider-brothers.
---
He tucked the phone away and checked his web-shooters.
After his last upgrades, the emitters were stronger, sleeker—almost like new. Still, better safe than sorry. If a fight was coming, he couldn't afford a misfire.
Twang!
One of the web-lines vibrated.
Peter's heart kicked.
He snapped the phone shut and crouched low.
Something had tripped the line.
And in these sewers, only one thing was big enough to do that.
The Lizard.
At once, his Spider-Sense sharpened, flipping from passive hum to active radar.
And there it was—
A dangerous signal, slow and steady, moving down the tunnel straight toward him.
The hunt was over.
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