Surprise, two more chapters for today. Hope you enjoy them.
The winner of the last contest was CrazyPanda_
[Today Insert an Image of Reed Richards/Mister Fantastic Here]
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(Peter: POV)
Arriving back at the Web Gwen and I still said nothing.
At least not until we were both out of our costumes and back in our regular clothes.
Once we were we told Spinner everything from meeting Tandy and Tyrone, to encountering the Masters of the Mystic Arts, and of course about the Ancient One offer to train us in magic, along with the revelations Gwen, since I didn't need it, was given about the true origins of our power.
"...Well,shit..." Spinner said, once Gwen and I finished our explanation.
"I know. I said the exact same thing." Gwen spoke. Before looking at me. "Unlike mister nonchalant here who didn't even bat an eye when we learned our powers are tied to an ancient god that connects to the entire multiverse!"
"I'm freaking out on the inside." I replied. Putting a smirk on my face.
Only for Gwen to punch me right in my left arm. "This is no time for jokes Peter. The situation is serious."
"Yeah, I know. But isn't it also exciting." I replied. Putting a true smile on my face. "I mean we just learned magic is real Gwen. Not only that but so is the multiverse. Infinite possibilities are always talked about and we just got confirmation they're true. Isn't that exciting?"
"I...I mean, yeah it is exciting." Gwen admitted. "But still, that shouldn't take away from the seriousness of it all."
"I'm not trying to. I'm just not only thinking about the potential dangers and instead also thinking about the potential wonders." I explained. "I mean, just think how many amazing and different version of me there could be out there?" I asked. Smirking as I pointed to myself.
Since I already knew it to be true.
"Peter does make a point." Spinner said. "I am curious if any other versions of myself exist in the multiverse." He admitted.
Me being curious about that as well.
"You guys." Gwen spoke, sighing.
"Come now Gwen, you can't tell me you aren't curious as to possibly meeting other versions of yourself?" Spinner asked.
Me staying absolutely silent.
Given what I know happens to all but a few versions of Gwen Stacy across the Marvel multiverse.
Such as Spider-Gwen or Gwen Stacy from the House of M reality.
My Gwen also being on the list.
For I'll make damn sure that's the case. No matter what.
"I never said I wasn't curious, it's just, no you know what, forget it." She said.
"Oh, don't be like that." I said. Lightly poking Gwen cheek. "I know what'll turn that frown upside down. Want to work on the Super-soldier serum?" I asked her.
For after we set up the surveillance on Norman to monitor his work on the serum Gwen has basically made her pet project.
While I've been focused on reverse engineering the Arc Reactor technology I got from the expo.
Two projects that will definitely up Gwen and mines hero game significantly.
"My, you know the right words to say to make a girls heart flutter Parker."
"Thank you, it's one of my many gifts." I replied. I then leaned down and kissed Gwen. "Along with being a great kisser."
"I'll show you a great kisser." Gwen replied.
She then took hold of me and began having her way with me.
Me obviously not resisting in the slightest.
Because I'd be a fool if I did.
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(3rd Person: POV)
As Peter and Gwen got hot and heavy, across the city other things were also heating up.
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Slowly but surely Maxwell Dillon opened his eyes.
"What, what happened?" He spoke.
Working to remember.
His memories slowly returning to him.
The faulty power line, the fall, his all around electrocutuon.
"Wait, electrocutuon, then how am I alive?" Max asked himself.
As he did he finally took notice of his reflection on the surface of the water tank.
Seeing that he was now entirely bald and his skin was now blue.
"No, no, no!!!" Max shouted in utter horror upon seeing his reflection.
Then a few seconds after he did bolts of electricity fired off form his body in every direction.
Some of which hit the eel tank, leading it to crack and explode.
Thus Max fell into the ground.
As he did he immediately began working to stand back up.
Completely ignoring the security alarm going off in the background.
Until two security guards, weapons drawn, burst into the area.
"Hands up and don't move!" One of the security guards shouted.
"What, no." Max said, turning around. "Listen. It's not what you think. My name is-"
"We don't want to hear it you blue-skinned freakshow." The other security guard shouted. "How just stay like that and don't give us a reason to hurt you." He spoke.
"Dammit, listen!" Max exclaimed.
Electricity jumping off his body after he did.
Two of the bolts striking the two guards and knocking them back.
Seeing this Max had no words.
Instead he simply looked down at his hands and saw electricity dancing across his palm and fingertios.
Then after observing it he couldn't help but smile.
"Yes. This is nice." Max spoke.
He then stood up and began leaving the area.
***
*Ding Dong,*
"Coming." Alma Marko replied.
Moving through her apartment until she reached the front door.
She then looked out the peephole and almost fell over in shock.
But she didn't and instead opened the door, finding her husband Flint standing on the other side.
"Flint, what are you doing here?!" Alma asked. "The police said you escaped. Is that-"
"It's true." Flint replied. "And I know it was wrong, but I had to see Penny." He said. "So please, let me in." He asked.
"Of course." Alma replied.
She then quickly ushered Flint into the apartment and closed and locked the door.
But not before checking to make sure no one was around that could've seen him.
After this Alma went over to her husband and gave him a hug, which he reciprocated.
The couple then shared a kiss.
But as they did a fifteen year old girl with black hair, brown hair, and slightly tanned skin like Alma walked into the living room.
Her name being Kemmia Marko.
Flint and Alma eldest daughter.
Upon noticing Keemia her parents broke their kiss and looked at her.
Leading Keemia to shout her father a grimace and click her tongue in annoyance. "What are you doing here?"
"Keemia, don't speak to your father like that." Alma spoke.
"Heh." Keemia snorted. "Father, yeah right. More like a guy who just happened to bring me and Penny into this world. Because a real father definitely wouldn't been in prison during my fifth birthday and he certainly wouldn't have gotten himself arrested again on his second daughter fifth birthday."
"Keemia!" Alma exclaimed.
"No mom, I'm sorry. But I can't stand here like nothing's been happening." Keemia immediately retorted. She then glared at Flint. "So tell me Flint, what are you doing here? Looking for cash to make a getaway after your great escape from prison? Well sorry to break it to you but we're not rich. Guess you'll just have to go and rob someone else to start your brand new life. I mean it's certainly what you're best at after all." Keemia basically spat.
"Keemia Alvarado-Marko, I said that's-" Alma began.
Only for Flint to gently place a hand on his wife's shoulder and shake his head.
"Alma, it's fine. I understand exactly where Keemia is coming from and she's absolutely right." Flint admitted. Agreeing with everything his eldest daughter had just said.
He'd made mistakes and his family was suffering because of it.
Definitely more than him.
"But Keemia, I promise you that's going to change." Flint told his eldest child.
"Yeah, right. I'll believe it when I see it." Keemia said. "Now then, why are you here?"
"To see your sister." Flint admitted.
"You!" Keemia began. Glaring at Flint again. "No, you know what. Do what you want. But I swear old man if you hurt my little sister then if you ever show your face around here again I'll kick your ass myself." She spoke.
Keemia then walked into her room and slammed the door shut.
Once she did Alma sighed and looked at Flint.
"Flint, I'm sorry."
"Alma, like I said. It's okay. Keemia has every right to be angry. So do you and Penny." Flint admitted. "But enough of that for now." He spoke.
Flint then left Alma side and went to peak his head into Penny bedroom.
"Daddy?" Penny asked.
"Yep. It's me Pen." Marko replied. A smile on his face as he used his youngest daughter nickname.
He then entered her room and spent an hour with his youngest daughter before she decided off to sleep.
Once she did Flint quietly left and returned to the living room where Alma was seated on the couch.
"She looks good. Considering." Flint mused. He then put a serious expression on his face. "Tell me Alma, how bad is it really?"
"Bad." Alma replied without hesitation. "And there are treatments for her but insurance won't cover them. They all have to be paid out of pocket. And I don't have that kind of money." She admired. Beginning to cry a bit. "Flint, what are we going to do?"
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Flint replied.
"How?" Alma asked.
The second after she did Flint shifted his into left arm into sand.
Stunning his wife into silence.
"Like I said, I'll take care of everything." Flint spoke once more.
A determined expression appearing on his face.