Chapter 377: Pressure

Chapter 377: Pressure

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As Aunt May left the room, tears flowing down her face, Peter couldn't help but follow after her, leaving the remaining Spider-People in the living room, their expressions filled with determination and concern.

As they sat together, the weight of their shared responsibility hung in the air. They knew they had to stop Kingpin and his absurdly dangerous plan of his, but a difficult decision loomed over them.

Someone had to stay behind and destroy the collider. Or else people like Kingpin will just pick up where he left off, throwing the multiverse into chaos once again.

And sadly, doing so is practically a death sentence, as this universe is almost constantly rejecting their presence.

Eager to sacrifice themselves for the cause, each Spider-Person volunteered simultaneously.

"I'll do it," one after another, they proclaimed.

"No, no, no. You guys don't get it," a voice interrupted their chorus. It was Miles, the young Spider-Man. "None of you can stay here. If you stay, you'll die. I'm the one who's going to turn it off, and I'll get you all home before I do."

The group exchanged confused glances, prompting one of them to ask, "Who are you again?" Noir asks.

"This is Miles," Ben chimed in. "And he's going to save the multiverse." He proclaims proudly.

"Yeah." Miles nods of his head proudly.

"This kid can turn himself invisible. Watch this." Ben tried to demonstrate Miles' ability, but nothing happened.

Miles shook his head. "I can't do it on command."

Unfazed, Ben turned to the group. "He can't do it on command, but it is cool. Show 'em the zappy thing, Miles."

Squeezing his eyes shut and tensing his muscles, Miles tried but once again failed miserably. "I can't do it on command," He repeated dejectedly.

Instantly, each Spider-Person besides Ben and Gwen gave Miles a doubtful look.

Peni crossed her arms, her gaze fixed on Miles. "He's too new... Are we sure he's ready for this?" Her robot companion nodding behind her.

Noir leaned against the wall, his voice laced with skepticism. "I've seen what happens when someone inexperienced tries to take on these kinds of villains. It doesn't end well."

Miles clenched his fists, his determination shining through. "I understand, but I can't just sit back and watch. Not again... This is my responsibility too. I promised Spider-Man that I would stop Kingpin, and I meant it."

As if on cue, a glitch coursed through the room, causing each Spider-Person to flicker momentarily as they fell to the floor, groaning in pain.

Miles seized the opportunity to drive his point home. "See? We need each other. Who's going to send you all back home if you don't include me? I made a promise, and I'm not backing down."

The Spider-People exchanged glances, realizing the truth in Miles' words. They couldn't help but agree that he had something unique to offer as well.

Ben cracked a smile. "Looks like the kid knows what he's talking about. I say we give him a shot."

Despite the skepticism, Gwen defended Miles. "Look, I've seen him in action. He's got potential. I think he's going to get us home."

Their stamp of approval seemed to slightly wash away the doubt in the room, each of them eager to help Miles prepare for what's to come.

Her Peter would never purposefully kill anyone, but maybe, just maybe, he would still be alive right now if he did...

Before Aunt May could respond, the sound of the front door being slammed shut reverberated through the house, interrupting their conversation. Peter's senses heightened, and he quickly stood up, his instincts kicking into overdrive.

"I'll be right back." Peter assured her.

With a swift motion, he left the room, leaving Aunt May alone with her thoughts. She stared at the closed door, uncertainty and conflicting emotions swirling within her.

Revenge or justice?

The choice weighed heavily on her heart, and she knew she had to make a decision soon.

...

Outside the room, Peter returned to the living room, his senses on high alert. He took in the scene before him, his newfound allies looking uneasy, their expressions clouded with guilt.

The room felt heavy with the weight of their actions.

"What happened?" Peter demanded, his voice firm.

Gwen spoke up, her voice tinged with remorse. "We... We pushed Miles too hard. We were testing him, but it might have been a bit overwhelming. He turned invisible and ran off."

Peter's frustration flared, his tone turning stern. "Are you kidding me? We're a team, for crying out loud. We should be supporting each other, not tearing each other down."

Spider-Pig interjected, his expression crestfallen. "We didn't mean to-"

Peter cut him off, his voice a mix of anger and concern. "I don't care what you meant. We have a mission, and we can't do it without Miles."

Ignoring any replies from the group, Peter turned and stormed out of the house, his senses honed in on any sign of Miles.

After a moment, Peter's keen eyes caught a glimpse of movement in the distance. He swung toward it, following the trail until he landed on a rooftop. There, teetering near the edge, was Miles.

He stood on the edge staring down at the city below, too scared to jump.

Of course, he wasn't planning on killing himself.

He wanted to prove everyone wrong and show that he could be Spider-Man too, but as soon as he looked down, Miles lost all confidence.

Peter approached cautiously, taking a seat on the edge beside him. He spoke softly, his voice filled with reassurance. "You want to talk about it?"

Miles turned to face Peter, his eyes puffy from tears and his expression a mix of vulnerability and determination. "I thought I could handle it all, but I... I don't know if I'm ready."

Peter nodded his head. "That's normal. None of us knew if we were ready when we started. But we learned along the way. You're lucky, you know."

Miles turned to him in disbelief. "How?"

Peter patted the edge next to him, motioning for Miles to sit. "Do you think we had a team of Spider-People hanging around when we started? You may be new to all of this, but you have us. We can help you."

Miles looked up at Peter, searching his eyes for sincerity. Slowly, a small smile tugged at his lips. "Thanks..."

Peter smiled back, a mix of relief and pride washing over him. "You're part of our team, Miles. We're in this together. And we're going to stop Kingpin, save the multiverse, and get everyone home. But first, I think a training montage is in order..." He declared as his hand met Miles' back.

"Huh?" Miles grunted in shock as he was shoved over the edge.

A/N: 1890 words :)

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