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B3-2: What's The Worst That Can Happen?

3rd Person's POV

"We come to you now with revelations about last week's attack in London.
An anonymous source provided this video. It shows Quentin Beck, aka Mysterio, moments before his death. Warning: you may find this video disturbing." A news woman on the big screen on New York City reports.

Quentin Beck speaks frantically as he looks into the camera he set up, "I managed to send the Elemental back through the dimensional rift, but I don't think I'm gonna make it off this bridge alive. Spider-Man attacked me for some reason. He has an army of weaponized drones, Stark technology. He's saying he's the only one who's gonna be the new Iron Man, no one else."

"Are you sure you want to commence
the drone attack? There will be significant casualties."

"Do it! Execute them all!" Spider-Man's voice says.

Drones fire, explosions from the Tower Bridge go off.

The news reporter shakes her head, "This shocking video was released earlier today on the controversial news website TheDailyBugle.net."

"There you have it, folks: conclusive proof that Spider-Man was responsible for the brutal murder of Mysterio! An inter- dimensional warrior who gave his life to protect our planet, and who will no doubt go down in history as the greatest superhero of all time. But that's not all, folks. Here's the real blockbuster. Brace yourselves, you might wanna sit down." Jonah Jameson states.

"Spider-Man's real... Spider-Man's
real name is... Spider-Man's name is Peter Parker!"

....

Mila waddles around her apartment fixing up pillows on her couch and putting books back on the bookshelf. She was spending the day cleaning since she was bored out of her mind.

Walking over to the balcony door, Mila stands outside and looks out at the busy city. She closes her eyes and breathes in the fresh air as she listens to the traffic all around. For some reason, the city calmed her.

Arms wrap around Mila's waist making her jump in shock before turning around slapping the person on the chest.

"Don't scare me like that!"

Peter chuckles pulling Mila into a hug, "I'm sorry Ror it's just too easy."

Mila shakes her head smiling, "Whatever. I literally could've peed myself just now and it would've been all your fault."

"Worth it."

Mila gapes at Peter jokingly.

Peter holds his hands up in surrender, "I would've helped you clean up."

"You better..." Mila mumbles as she leans closer to peek Peter on the lips.

Peter smiles into the peck putting his hands on her waist, pulling her closer. Mila's hands go straight to his hair, which had grown a little longer and wilder.

"I love you Mila Parker."

"Love you Petey Parker."

Peter watches the glint shine from Mila's eyes and instantly folds. This girl was his life. She gave him life. She gave him everything he ever wanted.

"Since we both don't work today, you wanna spend some quality time together?"

Mila smirks while playing with Peter's hair,Β  "What does that quality time include?"

Peter chuckles kissing Mila's jaw then slowly kisses down her neck, "The usual."

"I like the usual." Mila replies as she feels Peter's hands immediately head for her butt.

Before anything else can happen, a police siren and ambulance go off nearby in the city. Mila pulls away with a grin as Peter groans.

"Next time stud."

Peter nods kissing Mila's forehead, "I'll see you tonight. Be careful."

"You're talking to me, Peter. I'm always careful."

Peter gives her a knowing look before scoffing, "Yeah... right."

Mila smiles watching him reach out his hand to web out and catch his bag in the living room which held his Spider-Man suit.

"Duty calls?"

"Duty calls..." Peter copies her winking.

Mila chuckles shaking her head while watching Peter pull on his mask and quickly web off the balcony. She sees him fly through the air and sighs.

"My Spidey."

...

"So how are you feeling?"

"Like shit. And now I'm feeling insecure that I'm gonna look fat in my wedding dress. Why did you let me get pregnant before we got married?"

Mila smiles looking between Blair and Eugene. Eugene grins pulling Blair into his chest as she looked at him in an angry playful way.

"Baby you are beautiful. You look incredible carrying my beautiful girls. You could wear a bedsheet down the aisle and I still would think you are the most beautiful woman in the world... better?"

Blair nods smiling, "Yeah I feel better. But you're gonna have to talk to the girls because they are really wearing me out." She turns to Mila and shrugs, "They're gonna be soccer players. Can you imagine?"

Mila laughs nodding, "I think all of our kids are. I guess you, Cora, and I have to get ready to be soccer moms."

"Oh god... do we have to drive minivans?" Blair shudders.

Eugene laughs shaking his head while moving to grab the coffee pot, "You'd look hot driving a minivan."

"Oh please, Mila for sure. Me? That'd be a scary sight. Anyways how are you doing Mila?"

Mila scoots over so Blair can sit beside her, "I'm great. Baby should be here any day now. Peter and I are both super excited!"

Blair smiles, "Yay can't wait. This baby will be spoiled. It's my mission."

Mila snorts, "You have your own little bundles of joy."

"Oh please not for another five months." Blair waves her hand nonchalantly.

"How's wedding planning going?"

"It's going. Cora was here yesterday helping with some diy. Oh remember we are going dress fitting Tuesday at 8am. It's complete torture to have to be awake so early but if I want to find a dress that fits... so be it."

Mila nods, "I'll be there, definitely."

After a few more hours of sitting with Blair and Eugene, Mila begins to walks home. Eugene got a little upset that she wouldn't let him drive her home. But she reminded him that she's a big girl. Plus they only live down the street from one another.

What's the worst that could happen?

Mila waits at a crosswalk patiently as she scrolls through her phone. She finds Peters name and presses the button to call.

"Hey baby."

"Hi Petey. I'm on the way back now. Just wanted you to know."

"Okay good. Stay on the phone with me until you get into the building."

Mila rolls her eyes with a light smile, "You're such a mom."

Peter scoffs, "I have a lot of enemies. Also can't I be worried for my wife?"

"Of course you can. I appreciate it. I'm just saying, what is going to happen in just a mere five minutes?"

As Mila speaks and walks she doesn't realize she walks through a warped opening to another dimension/reality.

"Literally anything... a-anything c-could h-appen..."

"Hello?" Mila frowns, "You're breaking up, Pete."

"H-hello?...M-Mila?"

"Uh oh..."

"I-I l... told... y-you!"

The call cuts as Mila stares at the crowded city. It looked so different than where she was a second ago. She spins around looking at everything frantically.

This wasn't her home.

...

The city bridge begins to tremble and shake as the concrete and walks break. Out pops machine tentacles that push cars away as Doctor Ock stands in all his glory.

He stares ahead smiling evil as his eyes set on Spider-Man who was standing on a car waiting for an attack, "Hello, Peter."

Spider-Man looks at him confused, "Hi? Do we... do I know you?"

"What have you done with my machine?"

"Your mach-- I don't know what you're talking about? I don't-- What machine?"

"The power of the sun in the palm of my hand. It's gone!"

Spider-Man holds up his hands as if trying to tame a wild dog, "Listen, sir, if you stop smashing cars, we could work together and I can help you find your machine."

Doctor Ock chuckles, "You want to play games?"

One of Doc Ock's tentacles pierces the roof of a nearby car. The passengers scramble, as Ock flings the car at Spider-Man.

"Catch!"

Spider-Man flies backwards, dodging the empty vehicle, as another car is immediately thrown in front of him -- this one full of people.

Spider-Man attempts to stop it, but both he and the vehicle are spun over the bridge.
As the family inside reels, Spider-Man runs across the length of the spinning car, webbing it to the underside of the bridge.

He rips a side door open and grabs the family before shooting back up on the bridge. Lightly placing them on the ground, he pushes them to run as Doctor Ock makes his way over.

"You guys are safe. Go go! Get out of here!"

The assistant vice chancellor from the dream school Peter and his friends wanted to go to, finally is able to open her door, but it slams against the bridge wall not allowing her to fully open it.

"Agh!"

THUNK!

One of Doc Ock's tentacles grabs Spider-Man, wrapping him tight in its grip.

"You think your fancy new suit's gonna save you?"

Another tentacle claw clutches Spider-Man's head and flings him into the chancellor's car -- forcing the vehicle over the edge of the bridge, the Chancellor still trapped inside!

Doc Ock then hurls Spider-Man through a highway sign. Spider-Man crash lands into a truck's windshield. Doc Ock's tentacles skewer a car engine -- it explodes -- as he relentlessly pursues Spider-Man.

"I should have killed your little girlfriend when I had the chance."

Metal pierces through the roof of the truck to reveal Spider- Man, his iron spider arms fully deployed.

"What did you just say?"

Doctor Ock looks to his tentacles and chuckles, "Looks like we've got competition."

The Daily Bugle helicopter flies by witnessing it all. Spider-Man webs on top of a highway sign, Doc Ock following.
Spider-Man fires webs! Flips! Kicks back Ock, then pauses hearing the chancellor yell for him.

"Peter! Help!"

Spider-Man turns, spots the Chancellor's teetering car. He leaps towards her, but--
THUNK!

Doc Ock's tentacles grab Spider-Man's arms in a vice, as another tentacle latches onto the Daily Bugle helicopter. Doc Ock lifts Spider-Man up towards the rotating blades of the helicopter, Spider-Man fighting against it, until he quickly webs two cars, yanking them towards the highway sign, crashing into Doc Ock. The tentacles release, the Iron Spider Arms retract, and Spider-Man makes a break for the Chancellor's car.

Doc Ock grabs cement pipes off a nearby truck and swings them over his head, directly into Spider-Man's path.

Spider-Man flips and somersaults out the way of the flying pipes. He is nearly at the car...

"Don't worry, ma'am! I'm coming!"

He's slammed into the side of a car by one of the pipes. He quickly recovers and takes off, the SUV beginning to fall.

"Peter!" The Chancellor gasps cling her seatbelt on.

Doc Ock flings a car at Spider-Man, who flips backwards, arching over the roof of the thrown vehicle until-- SPLASH! The car barrels into impact attenuators full of water.

Spider-Man quickly we've the AVC's car as it falls! He is dragged along behind it, his iron spider arms deploying to grab onto the edge of the bridge, as the car plummets to the train tracks below!

The vehicle stops just short of a moving freight train! Inside the car, the AVC trembles, in shock, as Spider-Man webs the car securely to the bridge. Then lowers himself to her door.

"Ma'am? Just stay calm. Just take a deep breath. Are you okay?"

"No!"

Spider-Man turns, sees Doc Ock approaching. A tentacle grabs Spider-Man and yanks him away. As he's whipped around back to the chancellor.

"I promise... I've got this... all under... control..."

Doc Ock smashes Spider-Man through the bridge, then pins him against the underside.
A tentacle claw rips off Spider-Man's chest of nanotech, revealing his crumpled suit beneath.

'Suit compromised.'

Doctor Ock looks at the suit impressed, "Nanotechnology. Ah, you've outdone yourself, Peter."

The Iron Spider nanotech begins to meld with Doctor Ock's tentacles transforming them into a hybrid of Ock's AI-tech and Stark's nanotech.

"I underestimated you. But now you
die."

As Doc Ock launches a killing blow the Iron Spider tech defensively shifts nanos to cover Spider- Man's chest exposing Peter's face.

Doctor Ock freezes and stares at the boy confused, "You're not Peter Parker."

The young teen Peter groans, "Ugh, I am so confused right now."

From inside her dangling car, the AVC looks on as Doc Ock's tentacles seem to be... malfunctioning?

"What's happening?" Doctor Ock asks.

'New device detected.'

A holographic image of Ock's tentacles appear on Peter's control panel. He pushes several buttons until...

'Pairing new device.'

The iron spider suit connects and Peter is now in control of the tentacles.

Doctor Ock glares at the tentacles arguing with them, "You don't listen to him, you listen to me!"

Peter tests the connection... the tentacles follow his every move. He laughs, relieved.

"Hey."

Peter waves at Doc Ock. A tentacle claw waves back.

With the connection secure, Peter launches a tentacle arm at the AVC's dangling car.
Ock swings at Peter, but he can't even get close. Peter laughs, then gently rotates the tentacles...

"Hey-- Hey! Listen to me! No, not him, me!"

Peter carefully sets the AVC's car, Doc Ock, and himself back on top of the bridge. The Iron Spider Suit retracts to reveal Peter's rumpled suit, his tie now cut in half. Peter rips the door off the AVC's car.

"Ma'am, are you okay? Come on, you could still make your flight."

The Chancellor steps out the car shaken but relieved, "Peter... you're a hero."

"No, well, I'm-- No. I'm--"

"I'm gonna talk to Admissions about
your friends. And I'm gonna talk to them about you."

"No, but, ma'am, this isn't about me."

The chancellor shakes her head, "I am going to talk to them about your friends and you. Okay?"

Peter smiles feeling his heart elate, "Really?"

"And if you keep your noses clean,
maybe you'll have a fair shot. Here-" She shoves her bag into his arms, "Get out of the way. Let me get that man."

She walks over to Doctor Ock angrily, "Hey! You! I see you. Come here! That was not okay. Unbelievable!"

As she walks off, Doc Ock tries once more to grab Peter. But yet again, he's held in place by his tentacles.

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey-- Until you stop trying to kill me... I'm in control, buddy. Of this whole tentacle situation you got going on here. Okay?! Now who are you? What is going--"

Peter wraps a tentacle around Doc Ock, holding him in place.

...

"This has to be a crazy dream..." Mila murmurs to herself as she slowly creeps over to the bridge where she had seen Spider-Man. "I don't like this."

Now standing up looking past her hiding spot, Mila sees the tentacle man caught and Spider-Man laughing playing with his suit.

Mila angrily waddles over to Spider-Man as he tilts his head in confusion.

"You! Peter Parker, you tell me what the heck is going on right now. First I was on the phone with you, then I'm here. Now you're off fighting this..." Mila looks at Doctor Octavius and tilts her head frowning, "tentacle guy, thing... species."

"I am a human."

Mila rolls her eyes, "Whatever... I'm freaking out. I'm confused. I'm freaking starving..." Mila freezes as she steps up to Spider-Man.

Holding her hand above her head in front of her she then drags it down to the height of Spider-Man.

"You... are not my Spiderman."

"That's what I said lady."

Mila points at Octavius, "You hush..."

Spider-Man holds up a finger as if saying hold on, "I-I'm sorry can you wait like one second please. I really need to make sure she's okay."

Running over to the car holding the MIT lady, Spider-Man then reveals his face making Mila gasp.

"Spider-Man has a prepubescent voice... and looks like he's 12." Mila rants to herself while staring ahead in awe.

Spider-Man looks over and frowns as the MIT lady gets out and starts to yell at Octavius.

"I have most definitely gone through puberty. Thank you very much. And I am older than 12. I don't look 12."

Octavius shrugs, "You look slightly younger than 15."

Mila nods, "Maybe 13... that's on a good day."

Spider-Man rolls his eyes before walking over to Mila, "Alright alright that's enough. Back to you two. Who are you?"

"Who are you is the better question?"

"I'm Spider-Man.

Mila chuckles looking him up and down, "Haha yeah you're not Spider-Man."

"I definitely am."

"Mmm no I don't think so."

"Uh yes."

Octavius scoffs, "So the boy says. He also says his name is Peter Parker."

Mila's head snaps over to Octavius before turning back to the current universe's Peter.

"No no no no you're not Peter Parker."

"That's what I said."

"You can't be."

Peter nods walking over slowly to Mila who was starting to breathe harshly, "I am. I'm sorry but I think something is wrong. Something is happening."

Mila looks at the young Peter with teary eyes, "You're not my Peter. Where is my Peter Parker?"

"I don't know. It'll be okay. Just breathe."

"I-I can't. I'm scared... Oh my gosh I have to make sure Eli is okay..." Mila starts to hyperventilate as she leans back against a car.

Young Peter grabs her hand and smiles lightly, "I'm gonna get you back home. We're going to figure this out okay?"

Peter's spider sense alerts him to the horizon.

CLANK CLANK CLANK

All three look over to see a circular green pumpkins bomb lands on the road nearby. It starts to beep and then suddenly explodes. Young Peter activated his Iron Spider suit and shields Mila from the flying car parts and smoke. Green Goblin levitates from the newly formed home in the bridge on his flying board with a loud evil cackle.

Doctor Ock frowns, "Osborn?"

Mila stares at Green Goblin with wide eyes before her eyes roll to the back of her head and she faints. Young Peter gasps quickly catching her.

"Oh shoot."

As the glider flies towards them, Doctor strange pulls them into a portal just in time. Spider-Man materializes in the Sanctum Sanctorum. Alone in the dark. He looks around, confused. Spider senses flaring.

Cautious, Peter deactivates the Iron Spider suit, takes a few steps.

"Doctor--"

ROAR!

A creature lunges with slashing claws and sharp teeth. Peter jumps back in shock, as the monster hits an invisible barrier. In a cell.

Doc Ock storms at Peter from behind-- THUD! He too hits an invisible barrier.

Peter staggers backward. A hand clamps his shoulder. Peter screams, whips around to reveal Dr. Strange, now battered and bruised.

"Be careful what you wish for, Parker."

Ock pounds on the barrier, "Let me out of here!"

Young Peter remembers that he had been holding Mila in his arms this whole time. He curses and bends down to lightly place her on the ground before looking at Doctor Strange who was staring at Mila in confusion.

"Who's the girl?"

"I don't-"

"Wait no who is the pregnant girl that you brought with you?"

Young Peter frowns looking down at Mila's large belly then at her face, "I don't know. But she said something about me. Well not me. Peter Parker. Just not me Peter Parker. Can you please explain to me what is going on?"

Dr Strange rubs his forehead in frustration, "That little spell that you botched where you wanted everyone to forget that Peter Parker's Spider-Man, it started pulling in everyone who knows Peter Parker's Spider-Man -- from every universe -- into this one."

Peter glances down at Mila then to Doctor Ock, "From 'every universe'?"

Doctor Ock calls out to Dr Strange, "Who are you? And where am I?!"

Dr Strange rolls his eyes ignoring Ock, then continues talking to Peter, "I think it's better we don't engage with them because frankly the Multiverse is a concept about which we know frighteningly little--"

Peter smiles amazed, "The Multiverse is real?!"

Dr Strange sighs, "This shouldn't even be possible."

"But I thought you stopped the spell."

"No, I contained it." He turns to the creatures from another universe, "But it would appear that a few of them squeaked through." He glances down at Mila and frowns, "Some on accident..."

Off Peter, mind blown look Dr Strange continues, "After you left, I detected an
otherworldly presence, I pursued it into the sewers, where I found that-" he points to the lizard, "β€”Slimy, green son of a gun."

"Spell?" Doctor Ock scoffs, "As in magic? What is this, a birthday party? Who is this clown? What is this madness?!"

"Watch this." Dr strange says then turns to Doctor Ock, "Do you know a Peter Parker who's Spider-Man?"

"Yes."

"Is that him?"

"No."

"See? Same thing you said she repeated... Okay, here's what we gotta do. I don't know how many of these 'visitors' we've got--"

"I saw another one. On the bridge. He was like a... like a flying green elf."

Dr Strange huffs, "Well he sounds jolly. Why don't you start with him. I need you to capture them, bring them here, while I figure out how to get them back before they destroy the fabric of reality. Or worse, Wong finds out."

Dr. Strange heads for the exit.

"Uh... Dr. Strange?"

"What?"

"My friends and I just got a second chance to get into MIT, and if the school sees me fighting these crazy monsters, then--"

"Hey, watch your mouth!" Doctor Ock yells.

Peter frowns sheepishly, "I'm sorry, but--"

Dr Strange stares at Peter in awe and slight annoyance, "You're seriously still talking
about college?!"

Strange magically flies one of Peter's web shooters off his wrist and into his hand. He sends a swirl of magic into it.

"Hey, what did you just do?"

"This."

Dr Strange aims the web shooter and zaps Peter making him disappear and reappear inside a nearby cell.

"Hey, you can't just--"

Peter walks into the magical cell wall.

Doctor Ock stares dumfounded, to Dr.
Strange, "How did you do that?"

"Lots of birthday parties."

Strange crosses to an ancient stone dial and turns it. Peter's cell barrier drops, and he steps out.

"Hey--"

Dr. Strange flies the enchanted web shooter back onto Peter's hand.

"Whoa..."

"One shot, send them here, move on. You're welcome. Get to work."

As Strange moves off he pauses once more hearing Peter call him again.

"Sir?"

"Now what?"

"I know this is my mess, and I swear to you that I'll fix it, but I'm gonna need some help."

...

Ned and MJ are led in by an unhappy Dr. Strange.

Ned looks at everything starstruck, "I can't believe I'm in the Sanctum Sanctorum!"

"Neither can I." Strange stares blankly.

"So, how did you know you were made
of magic? Because my nana says that we have it in our family and sometimes I get these tinglings in my hands--"

"You should talk to your physician."

"Peter!"

Peter walks up from the basement. Mj runs over to Peter and two two hug.

"I have something to show you guys."

Ned and MJ walk into the dungeon behind Peter. He holds his hand up telling them to wait as he walks down the stairs. They both look at one another frowning in confusion.

A second later, Peter pops his head out from below and nods, "Alright come on."

The two walk down the stairs into the lit dungeon area where Mila stands leaning against a table chewing on a twizzler.

Mj freezes and looks over at her with wide eyes, "Uh Peter?"

"Yeah?" Peter scratches his head knowing that Mj would be curious.

"Who is that?"

"Oh this is..." Young Peter turns to Mila smiling, "um I'm sorry I actually didn't get your name."

Shrugging with a slight roll of her eyes Mila replies, "Yeah all good. I'm Mila... Mila Parker."

All three of the teens mouths dropped as they shift their gaze to the shining diamond ring on her finger. Mila smirks wiggling her fingers while biting into the twizzler once more.

"Beautiful isn't it?"

Ned shakes his head, "Wait... why are we freaking out. Anyone could have the last name Parker."

Young Peter shakes his head, "Well seeing as she was looking for Peter Parker and her last name is Parker, Ned, I'd assume she's married to Peter Parker." Young peter quickly glances at Mj who is still staring at Mila, "Not me Peter though. Obviously."

"Yeah no shit kid. I'm 28. You're like 15."

"I'm 18 actually."

"Oh congratulations. Want an award cutie?"

Mj snorts, "I like her."

Mila smiles, "Thank you... alright so what are we doing kiddos, because I had a very important doctors appointment that I have now missed, I have a little one I need to make sure is okay, and I'm sure my Peter wherever he is, is totally freaking out."

How did we like this chapter?! I had so much fun writing it!! Sorry for the long long wait but y'all get a pretty lengthy chapter so πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

Are y'all excited for this last series?

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