Chapter 391: Reunion

Chapter 391: Reunion

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Peter Andrew Parker descended down the stairs, his presence immediately capturing everyone's attention. He took off his mask, revealing his face, and greeted the group with a warm smile. "Hey, I hope you don't mind that I let myself in... I'm Spider-Man, obviously. But my friends just call me Peter."

Everyone, except Peter, stared at Andrew in shock, not expecting yet another Spider-Man to appear.

"How many Peter's are out there?" May muttered in disbelief.

MJ's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Prove it," she said, crossing her arms. "Prove that you're really Spider-Man."

Andrew raised an eyebrow, slightly taken aback by the demand. "Uh, how do you want me to do that?"

MJ grinned mischievously. "Get on the ceiling. That's something only Spider-Man can do."

Andrew chuckled, thinking she was joking. "Come on... You're messing with me, right?"

But the expectant stares from the group made it clear that they were serious. Even Peter remained silent, as he found the idea rather amusing.

Andrew sighed, realizing there was no way out of this. He shot a web at the ceiling and effortlessly hoisted himself up, hanging upside down.

MJ nodded her head, a satisfied smirk forming on her lips. "Not bad. Now crawl around."

Andrew's eyes widened in surprise. "Seriously? You want me to crawl on the ceiling?"

MJ nodded, her expression unyielding. "Yep. Do it."

Andrew shook his head in disbelief but complied nonetheless. He crawled across the ceiling, his movements smooth and graceful, as if he had done it a thousand times before. He landed back on his feet, a smirk of triumph on his face.

"There you have it," Andrew said, a tiny hint of annoyance in his voice. "Happy now?"

May approached Andrew, a warm smile on her face. "Welcome to the team, Peter."

Andrew chuckled. "Thanks. But you can just call me by my middle name, Andrew. We've got enough Peters in the room already."

Peter walked over and extended his hand. "It's good to have you here."

Andrew shook Peter's hand firmly. "Likewise. This is definitely a unique situation we find ourselves in."

Ned approached, a wide grin on his face. "Dude, this is amazing! We're building a Spider-Army!"

Confusion clouded his mind as he tried to recall how he had ended up in this unfamiliar place. He shook his head, attempting to clear the fog that shrouded his thoughts, but the memories eluded him.

'The last thing I remember is...' Eddie froze as he recalled the horrifying experience of exploding. "I'm... alive?" He muttered in shock as he check over his entire body, finding all of his appendages in the right place.

Staggering to his feet, Eddie scanned his surroundings, taking in the bustling streets of New York City. The sights and sounds were familiar, yet strangely different. People hurried past him, seemingly uncaring or unaware of his presence.

"What the hell is going on?" Eddie muttered to himself, his voice laced with frustration and annoyance.

He reached up to rub his temples, only to find something amiss. His fingers grazed against the cold, smooth surface of the symbiote peaking out of his skin. Venom had somehow followed him, a twisted companion that seemed to thrive off his darkest desires.

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"Hey! Watch where you're going!" a passerby exclaimed, jolting Eddie out of his thoughts.

He realized he had unconsciously walked in the middle of the sidewalk, lost in his own bewilderment. People cast him irritated glances before seeing the pitch black monster with razor sharp teeth attached to half of his face. Giving him fearful looks, they paced away, not willing to risk their lives.

Eddie scowled, his eyes narrowing with an air of menace. "That right... You better keep walking."

Venom's voice echoed in his mind, the symbiote reveling in the fear of those around him, eyeing them like the tastiest food. "Eyes, Lungs, Pancreas... So many snacks, so little time." Venom purred, amusement lacing its sinister tone.

"I'll find you someone to eat later..." Ignoring the symbiote's hunger, Eddie focused on the task at hand.

Finding his bearings and discovering the reason behind his odd predicament was at the top of his priorities right now. Stalking through the city streets, his predatory instincts guiding him towards the familiar scent of trouble, he soon found something interesting.

As Eddie turned a corner, he stumbled upon a storefront with a large television screen displaying news headlines. Curiosity got the better of him, so he inched closer.

The news anchor's voice blared from the screen, reporting on a recent event that had shaken the city. "In a shocking turn of events, Peter Parker, our resident Spider-Man, has saved the day yet again..."

Eddie's heart skipped a beat as he heard the name. Peter Parker. The rival he had despised, the one who had always stolen his spotlight.

After the new anchor spoke, videos of Peter and Tom defeating Green Goblin and Doc Ock played, though the public seemed to think they were the same person.

And although Tom wore his mask, Peter didn't.

"What the..." He muttered in disbelief. 'That's not Peter.'

"Peter..." Venom growled lowly, his voice barely audible amidst the chaos of the city.

The realization hit both of them like a freight train. This wasn't their universe. Somehow, they had been thrust into a separate world, a place where Spider-Man was a known figure, and his own identity as Venom remained a hidden secret.

A malicious grin tugged at the corners of Eddie's mouth, Venom reveling in the chaos that lay ahead. "Oh, Eddie, my dear host," Venom hissed, its voice dripping with sadistic delight. "We've hit the jackpot. Time to show this world what true terror looks like..."

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