A/N: The winner of yesterday contest is Hymaster986.
Today insert a GIF of Harold "Harry" Osborn Here.
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(Peter: POV)
Getting out of bed, as the son hit my face, I put a smile on it.
Still feeling energized from my impromptu hero debut yesterday.
Heading downstairs I headed into the kitchen and started making breakfast not just for me, but for May and Ben as well.
Preparing us some French Toast and Bacon I grabbed my portion after I was done cooking, then headed into the living room to sit down in front of the television.
Placing my food on a tray table.
Turning on the TV I began eating, enjoying some Saturday Morning Cartoons as I did in my previous life.
(A/N: Man do I miss the days of Saturday Morning Cartoons. F for them.)
May and Ben eventually arriving downstairs a bit later.
Both of whom began shooting me a curious look.
"Peter, did you cook?" May asked me.
"Sure did." I replied.
"May, I think our boy here might've been replaced by some sort of robot." Ben said in a joking manner.
Having no idea how close his joke was to the actual truth.
"I think you might be right Ben. Because the Peter we know never gets up early on Saturdays and makes us breakfast." May replied.
"Well then, allow me to introduce you both to the new and improved Peter Parker." I spoke.
The three of us then shared a laugh.
After we did May and Ben went to get their own breakfast. Meanwhile I finished off mine.
I then flipped to a news channel to see if anyone was talking about my actions yesterday.
So long as it's not J. Jonah Jameson.
I mean I get why the guy crusades against masked individuals, given what happened to his first wife, but that doesn't mean I'm going to take his slanderous accusations like most other version of Spiderman do.
Nope.
Now the only question is how to counter Jameson and anyone else that might try and come after me in the media.
Wracking my brain for a moment I soon came up with a solution.
Create my own social media accounts as Spiderman.
After all of it works for athletes and movie stars then why not for superhero like me as well right?
The only problem is I can't use a regular phone to make the posts. Otherwise people like S.H.I.E.L.D. will be able to track me.
Meaning I'm going to have to make an untraceable phone.
Adding yet another time to my to-do list I got back to my original task of looking for myself in the news.
As I did I found myself stunned as most major news channels were all reporting on my actions yesterday.
Each one of them displaying pictures and videos. As well as speculating on many things about me.
Like where I came from? My motivations in stopping Alexei and his gang. If I was a man or a woman, despite the fact I told people I was a man yesterday. They even speculated on if I was a romantic relationship or not.
Which I'm not.
At least, not yet.
Though I do have a candidate in mind.
As I continued watching the news coverage of myself May and Ben walked back into the living room.
"Spiderman, huh." May mused. "I hope he doesn't cause trouble."
"From the looks of things he's putting an end to trouble May, not starting it." Ben said.
"But what if he's just trying to fool everyone Ben?" May asked.
"Well in this situation only time will tell." I said.
Despite the fact I knew I was never going to go villain.
Become an anti-hero, definitely.
But a villian, no way.
"Peter's right May. Let's give this Spiderman a chance before we judge him." Ben spoke.
"Oh alright. Fine." May said.
Once she did I took my plates into the kitchen and cleaned them up.
I then went to get dressed before heading out for the day.
Quickly arriving at the New York Sanctum for my usual Saturday lessons with Yao.
Only this time when I went into our usual training room I saw her standing by a portal.
One which led to Kamar-Taj.
[Insert Image of Kamar-Taj Here]
"So, what's with the portal?" I asked.
"Master Drumm informed me of your little visit yesterday and the circumstances surrounding it." Yao explained. "And based on that I think it's time we move your training in the mystic arts up a small bit. Which is why from now on our lessons will take place at the orders headquarters Kamar-Taj. Now then Peter, follow me."
"Yes ma'am." I replied.
I then stoped through the portal after Yao.
Finding myself mystified by Kamar-Taj.
A location, now that I see with my own two eyes, that the films didn't do justice.
"What do you think?" Yao asked me.
"Beautiful." I replied.
"Yes, it sure is." Yao agreed. "Well come along. There is training to be done."
"Yes, master." I replied.
I then started following behind Yao.
Ignoring the curious, and sometimes jealous, gazes I was receiving.
Which I get.
Since not only am I unknown to everyone at Kamar-Taj, but I am also a personal disciple of their leader.
If I were in their situations I would be jealous as well.
But I'm not. So they can all fuck off.
Yao and I eventually arrived at a room.
Once we did we began my training.
Yao sticking to her words and taking things up a notch.
Which involved employing attack spells against me during our spars.
Leading me to have to counter them with spells of my own, or completely and utterly evade.
Giving me even more bruises as our session came to an end.
But if also left me with a lot more experience and knowledge. So the trade off was worth it.
Especially since I can feel my Spider sense developing and getting slightly stronger every time Yao and I spar.
I don't know if it's because magic is involved or it's the battles themselves. All I do know is I keep getting closer to being the Superior Spiderman of my dreams.
Which is all I can truly ask for.
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(3rd Person: POV)
Sitting in an office a bald African-American with an eye patch, used his one good eye to examine several stilled frames, on holographic screens hovering above his desk.
The still frames being of Spiderman.
As for the man in question exmaning them he is Nicholas Joseph Fury.
[Insert Image of MCU Nick Fury Here]
The director and leader of a clandestine world peace-keeping organization known as the Strategic Homeland Intervention and Espionage Logistics Division. Also known as S.H.I.E.L.D. for short.
Tapping a single finger upon the top of his desk Fury muttered to himself. "Spiderman huh. Interesting."