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Peter POV:
I'd learned a long time ago that chaos doesn't wait for permission. You prepare before the chaos hits.
After the Collider Incident, I'd made sure Miles had one thing no other spider did: A Dimensional Stabilization Watch.
A little gift. It was sleek and violet with quantum mesh plating. It could survive a nuclear blast or a hole in reality.
And of course, it doubled as a tracker. Miles never knew that part.
I wasn't being paranoid. I was being a scientist who had seen the movies. Well I did blow up the world before beyond the spiderverse could be released.
During the reconnaissance op on Earth-1610, the data from the watch confirmed my suspicion further. Miles carried two quantum signatures in his genome with the secondary one being the dominant one.
Two universes were written into his DNA.
The bite he got wasn't from his Earth.
That spider was from Earth-42.
Earth-42.
A world without a Spider-Man and a world that is suffering for it.
So I drew up a plan.
Not a rescue mission. A containment operation.
"We deploy a full company." I said, fingers tapping the holo-map.
"Spartans from the 7th Tactical Wing. EXO-45 Patriot Mark II walkers for ground stabilization.
F-302 StarHawk interceptors for air dominance.
AV-49 Wasp gunships for recon and heavy lift."
I could feel the eyes on me. The spider-gang watching through the observation deck's holographic glass, their reflections ghosting the light.
"We hit hard, clean and we get Miles out. No civilian casualties. No dimension destabilization. Clear?"
Frank saluted, already barking orders to the command deck.
Dozens of holo-screens lit up with Spartans gearing up. Rifles charging, armour locking, transport and combat aircraft cycling through power-up sequences.
It was organized madness.
And it was beautiful.
Gwen(Earth-65-B) POV:
Okay.
Let me just say, I knew Armoured Peter was intense. Like, he would kill people intense.
But this? This was next-level global-military-industrial-complex kind of intense.
All of us I mean me, Hobie, Pav and the others were standing on a platform high above a hangar that looked like it belonged in a sci-fi movie directed by DARPA and funded by NASA.
Below us, an entire army moved in synchronized precision.
"Uh, question," Pav whispered, eyes wide. "Does he… does he own all of this?"
"Technically," Hobie muttered, "he is the economy."
Peni looked like she'd just realized the guy who inspired her could declare war on a small country before breakfast.
Then the floor rumbled as massive reinforced doors slid open. "The Vault of Aetherion." Declared Clanker.
Inside, the lights dimmed to a soft, gold glow.
Rows upon rows of containment fields pulsed, each holding a different suit or weapon.
But at the center were two pedestals.
Peter and Gwendolyn walked side by side, silent.
The pedestal on the left held the Archangel of the Web. The armor Peter had built from celestial alloys and phase-shift composites.
It shimmered like living starlight, threads of ivory and silver woven into something far beyond human craftsmanship.
The other suit. The War Pattern Helios gleamed with faint, molten veins.
It looked alive, humming with restrained fury.
Next to it hung Dawnbringer, a massive forging hammer, but with divine fire folded into its haft. It wasn't just a tool. It was a weapon of gods.
Margo exhaled, voice barely a whisper.
"He… forged that?"
"He forged everything except the Hammer and Celestial forge." Gwendolyn said softly, eyes proud but sad. "The suits… even our peace."
Peter turned toward us, his expression unreadable beneath the dim light.
But his voice carried like thunder.
"This isn't about proving power. It's about making sure none of you ever have to die for someone else's narrative."
He rested a hand on Dawnbringer. The hammer pulsed, faint arcs of fire dancing across its runes.
"We move for Earth-42 in eight hours. Miles's universe isn't collapsing yet but the readings are deteriorating. We get him, stabilize the breach caused by Spot and end this. No one gets left behind."
No one argued.
No one could.
Because for the first time, every spider in the room realized something terrifyingly simple:
Peter Parker wasn't just the smartest of them.
He was the most dangerous of them.
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