I woke up at night.
The first thing I noticed was that I had a killer headache that rivaled my first hangover. I did it once. It was enough, thank you. I was feeling hazy and my mind was muddled.
After some fail and success I managed to find the light switch and pressed on it. My eyes needed some moments to adjust to light. Then I noticed my surroundings.
I was in a room that was unknown to me. The bed I lied in didn't have my usual covers, and my room wasn't like this. Nausea hit me like a truck and my knees gave away. I used my arms to position myself in a position, from my feet till my knees on the floor using my arms so that my face didn't kiss the floor. I closed my eyes as I tried to resist hurling the contents of my stomach.
Then I remembered my death. I was beaten by some thugs when I was getting home at night after a particularly long day at work. I saw them dealing with drugs in the mittle of the freaking open. Then I got shot because I saw their faces. Freaking Idiots. You could have worn masks or found a better place to deal, didn't have to beat me. Or shoot me. I was choking on my own blood. It felt like every muscle in my body was burning, I couldn't move anything. And then came the cold. Oh God, the cold. The feeling of death grasping her cold hands around my throat and the knowing feeling that you weren't gonna make it. And then, total blackout.
My name is Gloria Peterson.
No, it's Penelope Benjamina Parker.
Wait, what?
Hold on. Take a deep breath. Think again. Remember what happened.
Memories. Of two different people.
Gloria with parents and a sister. Gloria being a bookworm. Being introvert. Not having any friends, love interests or anything(unluckiley). Being a crappy sister and daughter. Going to a tech school for PC Design. Gloria being a real crappy person by being cold to others or maybe a tad uninterested in their pain and suffering. Not caring about her life or finding a purpose. Truly what a waste of a life.
Penny (because no way in hell am I going to call her? myself? Penelope) living with her aunt and uncle. Penny being a freaking Jimmy Neutron by building her own computer from scrap parts. Penny being a shy person and bullied. No friends, or almost no friends other than freaking Harry Osborn. In general, Penny is a really nice person with a pure heart. Penny with the wish to do good in this world, make her aunt and uncle proud.
Okay, then. Calm down, calm down.
So, was I reincarnated? Or was Gloria just a past life experience or something?
If I reincarneted, what happened to Penny? Is she in my old body? Did she die? Did she just disintegrated in nothingness? I hope not, she looked like a good person. I hope she has it easy.
Now then, are there any supers in this universe? because if there are, it sure is going to be chaotic.
With some difficulty, I managed to reach the computer and open it. It seems that Parkers do indeed have Internet. Neat, very handy.
After using the computer Penny aka "I" built by scrap parts, hotdamn am I smart, I unfortunately have succeded in confirming my suspicions.
Captain "hot-ass" America fighting in WW2 against Nazis alongside a fishman called Namor the Sub-Mariner. Although now, it seems he is in a superhero team called the Avengers.
There is a bald (and telephatic) man in wheelchair talking about equality and coexistence between mutants and humans while another one (aka a human fridge magnet) talks about mutant supremacy.
There are also reports and articles about various superheroes and villains, like the F4 (oh-shit-there-is-vicky-the-doom-lord!!).
There are many more reports and news about different superheroes and villains. There is a man in red in Devil's Kitchen, An undestructible man in Harlem and a dude in complete white, beating up people in the twilight, who calls himself by the name of Moon Knight. (Hah, it rhymes! )
Oh God, Oh sweet Jesus and Maria and all you now-in-this-universe-existing-religious-figures.
This is bad. Very bad.
Why?
If you didn't read correctly, I said that my name was Penelope Benjamina Parker. AKA Penny B. Parker.
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...So, that means I am Spider-Man?
...Or at least his female version?
Screw this multiverse crap honestly.