You can't save people from themselves... from their own brutal and venal natures. You're either a predator of prey in this world. A killer or a victim. People are by nature violent, stupid, confused, greedy. Why waste your gift on the ungrateful masses, who would love to see your mask ripped off and see you dragged through the slime. 

Patton Parnell was not just the alternate version, but the twisted reflection of Peter Parker. An orphan stuck with his abusive uncle, unable to connect with his peers. Feeling powerless everywhere. Keeping his jealousy,  feelings of superiority to himself.  Indulging in his passion for science, among other things. Killing ants with a magnifying glass,  making video diaries. Having his own twisted logic about responsibility and power. 

One day at a field trip to   Alcorp Industries he was talked into trying to free lab experiments by  Sara Jane who wanted to free the animal test subjects. Bitten by the spider that interested him.  The spider that got him was a toxic species known for preying on the others.... Ending up suspended and sick, taking the fall for the incident returning home  to his uncle Ted.  Who responded to his condition by hitting him. "Sick? Yeah, sick in the head." Beaten half to death and reeling from the effects of the bite, he didn't wake up for two days constantly haunted by visions of spiders and other things  

When he discovered the changes, it started with his eyes reeling from the sun, his skin being rougher and the webs coming from his wrists. But there was a  hunger he couldn't  explain, a gluttony that appeared when he looked at certain creatures and animals. But it wasn't meat he craved, his sixth sense pulling him towards people full of of power, of life instead of danger.  It was haunting him constantly. 

Still with his strength he  tore his uncle to shreds. He enjoyed his power as he studied himself buying time by telling people his uncle worked nights and left him alone  Wanting to deal with the avarice, the high of being physically superior and smarter than others. To satisfy his hunger and do something under another name.  The idea of being a hero came to mind but he saw it as boring but would see the idea as something to be hated. 

The onlything they love more than a hero is tosee that hero fail, fall, screw-up... tosee him exposed in a scandal, arrestedwith his pants down, caught with hishands in the till. You know why? It letsthem feel better about their ownmiserable lives. It's a myth that people need heroes.People hate heroes! Heroes make them feelbad! By creating examples they can neverlive up to. As long as the media can show,day after day, that the people theyrespect and admire are just as twistedinside as they are... they're reassured.They can sleep at night. They can facetheir puffy faces in the mirror in themorning.

"Spider-Man...." A menace who hunted the people like him that appeared in costume and suits with a connection to animals.  Feeding off of them like an energy vampire for their essence.  Stealing from other criminals by night and day.  it a side gig of selling papers and answers to others while trying to get a legitimate position. 

He would continue to   target others connected or styling themselves after animals and beasts one day... Feasting on their essence, drunk on that power. Fighting them and enjoying every second. Leaving many to die if he wanted to.  

You area spider. It's something you don't have achoice in. And spiders are predators.They kill to live. They kill to live.They are not hampered by humanitarianideals or impeded in their lethalefficiency by delusions of morality. Theyare pure. Powerful. As God made them.There are no merciful spiders. There areno vegetarian spiders. It is now time foryou to face and accept your true nature.

Madame Web Version

At least if that  future comes to pass. If Sims allows it or guides him further down.  Or if Cassandra Web can save him or Juila, Anya, and Martha  can stand him. "I hope you survive the experience." 

Other AU 

Stopped at his prime by someone who knew of his hunger, and the control he needed. The Kravenoff of his world captured and starved him until he became.....

A feral beast. "The Other, The Inheritor."