Chapter 608: A Father’s Betrayal

Chapter 608: A Father’s Betrayal

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In the midst of the peculiar conversation, Gwen vehemently denied Peter's claims about the Spider-Society's negative impact on the multiverse. She crossed her arms, masked eyes narrowing as she retorted, "You're just making things up, Peter. The society ensures that everything goes according to plan in each universe. We maintain order! How could that possibly hurt the multiverse?"

Peter, feeling a hint of frustration, leaned back in his chair and sighed. "Gwen, my source on this is fairly credible. Trust me, the Spider-Society might not be what you think it is."

Gwen shook her head, her determination unwavering. "No way. You're just trying to paint them in a bad light because you don't understand their mission. They protect the multiverse from anomalies and ensure that each universe follows its designated path."

Peter, realizing that convincing Gwen was futile at the moment, simply shrugged. "Alright, Gwen. Believe what you want. I've said my piece. Let's move on."

Turning away from Gwen, Peter refocused on Tony, who was just stood there, listening in on their conversation instead of cleaning. The bags of garbage piled up, and Peter gestured toward them. "Tony, you gonna leave those bags here to stink up the place or what?"

Grumbling, Tony shot Peter an annoyed look. "Can't you just portal them to the dumpster or something? Why do I have to do this?"

Peter raised an eyebrow. "You made the mess. Clean it up."

As Tony begrudgingly dragged the bags out of the room, Peter couldn't help but feel a small bit of amusement. Turning back to Gwen, he saw her curious gaze and raised an eyebrow under his mask.

"Who was that?" Gwen inquired, nodding towards the retreating Tony.

Peter chuckled. "That's Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man. In this universe, he's one of the most famous superheroes."

Gwen looked surprised. "And you have Iron Man cleaning your office?"

Peter smirked. "Well, he made the mess, so he's cleaning it up."

"And you can just make him do that?" Gwen asked, seemingly impressed.

Peter simply shrugged. "He doesn't listen to me all the time, if that's what you're asking. Anyway, enough about Tony" Alone in the room, he took a moment to catch up with Gwen. "So, how have you been since we last met in Miles's universe?"

Gwen's demeanor shifted, a subtle sadness crossing her features. She hesitated before answering, "It's been tough, Peter. My dad found out about me being Spider-Woman, and it was probably the second worst day of my life Right behind the day I killed my best friend"

Curiosity mingled with concern, Peter urged her to continue. "How did your father react?" Of course, he already knew about what happened to her universes Peter Parker, as she told him when they first met, so he didn't bother asking about that.

Tears welled up beneath her mask as Gwen unraveled a painful memory. "After dealing with the Vulture, the police arrived and my dad cornered me. He shot at me and demanded I surrender. I I didn't want him to hunt me down anymore, so I took off my mask, and told him everything."

Gwen's voice wavered as she recounted the moment. "I pleaded with him, told him I didn't mean to kill Peter when he was the Lizard. I didn't even know that it was Peter until he reverted back to his normal appearance. But even after all of that, he still tried to arrest me It was heartbreaking." She really thought that her father would side with her, but it seemed like everyone in her universe saw her as nothing more than a criminal, even her family.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Peter said genuinely. "If you want, you can stay here in this universe. I can get you the right papers to make you a citizen and everything, though Miles might be jealous"

Gwen shifted uncomfortably. "I...uh... just passing through, I guess."

MJ could easily tell that she was lying, but ignored it as she walked over to the kitchen. "Well, welcome to our world, I guess. Dinner will be ready soon, and if you'll be staying with us, then you should go and claim an empty guest room."

Gwen's cheeks flushed slightly as she replied, "Uhh, thanks, I will..." She said, feeling embarrassed for her earlier comments now that she's seen how nice this MJ appeared to be.

"While you're doing that, I need to have a talk with Noir" Peter said as he used his senses to locate their other guest.

As Peter walked off, leaving MJ and Gwen behind, Gwen asked. "Who's Noir?"

In the quiet solitude of the guest room, Peter located Noir, who seemed absorbed in his thoughts. As Peter entered, he found the enigmatic figure brooding in the dimly lit space.

"Hey, Noir," Peter greeted, holding out a set of identification papers. "Here are your new papers. Social security number, birth certificate, and everything else that you'll need to start a new life."

Noir accepted the papers, his eyes flickering over the details. "I appreciate it. You've given me a second chance that I could never have dreamed of..."

Peter nodded, taking a moment to sit across from him. "Noir, you've got a clean slate now. What do you plan to do?"

Noir's gaze remained serious. "I wish to serve you. I owe you a debt, and I must repay it."

Peter shook his head, a wry smile forming. "I don't need a servant, Noir. I already have Dobby, and he's more than enough."

Noir, however, insisted, "I must repay my debt before I can move on. It's a matter of honor."

Peter sighed, realizing Noir's determination. "Fine, if you're that adamant about it. But I don't want you as a servant. Let's find another way for you to repay me."

Noir listened as Peter proposed two paths. "You can either join the Avengers, a group of heroes similar to the Seven, but on steroids, and much less evil, or you can become part of the Hand, a league of assassins I lead. We operate as vigilantes, eliminating the scum of the world to make it a better place."

Peter continued, explaining the nature of the Hand and the Avengers. "The Hand might suit you if you prefer a less mainstream approach. You won't be in the limelight, and you can set up your life before focusing on your dream of becoming a movie star. Though if you want to jump straight to it, then the Avengers is where you want to be. Having the Avengers on your application will open a lot of doors for you"

Noir considered the options, pondering the paths laid out before him. After a thoughtful moment, he made his decision. "I'll join the Hand. It aligns more with my skills and inclination." He said, surprising Peter. "Although I still want to make my dream come true, first I have to set up my new life and repay you."

"Sure, and you can always join the Avengers later too, I don't mind." Nodding, Peter reached for his phone, making a call to Scythe, his second in command in the Hand. After brief instructions, he turned to Noir. "Here's an address. Go there, and Scythe will guide you through the process. Welcome to the Hand, Noir."

As Noir left to embark on his new journey, Peter couldn't help but hope that this fresh start would bring redemption and fulfillment to him. He's lived a rather harsh and sad life up until now, so hopefully he would make good use of this opportunity.

In the vast expanse of the Milky Way Galaxy, the cosmic silence was disrupted by the arrival of the Silver Surfer, his gleaming form traversed the inky black space like a shooting star.

In the distance, a blue and green planet came into view. This planet was Thanos's last known destination before he disappeared, which peaked the surfers interest and curiosity. Shooting off toward the planet, his surfboard cut through the interstellar void, leaving ethereal trails of silver light in his wake.

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