After having a little bit of an existential crisis (from 2 AM till 4), due to various bad surprises I calmed myself down and tried to think about what to do.
Do I want to be a superhero? Do I have to?
Surely, the world can live without Spider-Woman.
There also should be many spider-powered individuals other than me. Spider-Woman, be it Jessica or Gwen, Silk, Spider-Man aka Miles Morales, Spider-Girl, Iron Spider, Scarlet Spider meaning Kaine or Ben Reilly and so on. Seriously, the Spider Family is literally the BatFamily of Marvel. We are like Fungus.
Who even am I ?
Am I still Gloria or am I Penelope?
I guess many in my position would try to snuff out the feelings and attachments of Penelope because they are not the same and that would be the easier way.
But that's the thing. I am bloody emotional and obstinate. So I wouldn't do that. That would be akin to killing the remnants of the original owner of this body. I may be an ass, but I am not that much of an ass.
I feel something in me. Like a lock. It is weird.
"I wonder..." I think and lay back on the bed and relax my body and think about the lock.
....
Nothing happens.
So I concentrate on the original owner.
"I promise to you, that I will make sure we become the best version we can" I whisper to myself.
Click. Like a switch has been flipped.
And then I feel many different things at once and get a killer head-ache. That's when I realize the cause.
Her personality and ideals.
Her attachments and dreams.
I feel different somehow. Not different in a bad way, but in a good way, albeit a bit weird. Like a empty space I wasn't wary of got filled. I now know, that I ain't Penny or Gloria anymore. I am both and neither, but I feel whole. Complete. Confident.
Ready to Rumble.
"Penny, honey, it's time for breakfast! You don't want to be late for school, do you?'' a voice, Pe-I mean I recognized as Aunt May.
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And there goes my confidence down the drain.
Great. Just great.