As Peter entered the portal, he couldn't help but feel guilt for leaving Madame Web behind.
However, his senses were soon bombarded by the flashing lights, and kaleidoscope-esque qualities of his new surroundings.
If he were to describe it, it would be as if an Einstein–Rosen bridge took a tubular form that spun, dipped, and turned all at once.
He could hardly fathom how this was possible.
It was like the concept of physics didn't apply to this place.
In fact, just trying to keep track of the movements was starting to make him feel nauseous. So to lessen the burden of his ever growing motion sickness, he looked to the side of the tube, and what he saw shocked him further.
It was his life! Or rather, scenes from it to be exact.
He could see his parents dropping him off at Aunt May and Uncle Ben's doorstep.
Their tearful goodbye.
When he won the science fair.
The spider bite.
Uncle Ben dying.
All of this was flashing before him at a speed unimaginable. How he was able to see it all and make sense of it was a mystery.
I guess this is what they meant by your life flashing before your eyes. He thought, while paying rapt attention,
He watched every moment of his life play out.
He watched all the way until Fatty Fisk was about to deliver the finishing blow, and then it stopped.
However much to his surprise, what played next wasn't his conversation with Madame Web, but scenes that had to have come straight out of some, old time action flick.
He saw battalions of….ninja? On battlefields throwing shuriken, kunai, and fighting with multitudes of weaponry.
But what surprised him the most is when a group of ninja seemed to breathe….fire.
Are they mutants? Part dragon?
What am I seeing? He chuckled to himself trying to make sense of it all.
Then the scene then changed to what appeared to be two Asian children playing by a creek.
Then to two Asian men that looked similar to the children before, having what appeared to be a fight to the death.
Then it quickly showed the man with red eyes being impaled through the back with a sword while the man with long straight hair was crying.
The speed of the images started to pick up pace, and so started what would be known as the slideshow from hell.
And that's exactly what is depicted.
Pure. HELL.
He would've given anything to look away, but try as he might, It was as if his gaze was forcibly being held to the shimmering images.
He started to feel himself hyperventilating as he watched the godless bloodshed take place.
He saw men being slaughtered.
"Stop."
Children killing each other.
"Don't."
Villages being pillaged and set ablaze.
Mothers mourning their dead sons.
Fathers dying on the battlefield never to return home.
Women and young girls with red hair being raped and dismembered.
Red hair just like Mary Jane's…
"DON'T MAKE ME WATCH THIS PLEASE!"
On repeat.
STOP IT!!!"
Blood. Death. Blood. DEATH. blood
DEATH.
KILL ME
War.
BLOOD. Blood.
KILL ME
So much Blood.
So much…Pain.
"AGGGHGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!! STOOOOP IT!!!!
Please….."
Peter was shivering in tears begging for whatever this was to stop.
Even if it meant dying again.
Anything was better than this torture.
However, Just when he thought that it couldn't get worse he saw IT.
A twisted being that appeared to be a perverse combination of tree and animal in a rough humanoid shape. The size of The Daily Bugle. The hell spawn had a clay colored exterior with 10 massive appendages flailing in every direction, destroying anything they came into contact with.
In the midst of its rampage it threw what appeared to be its head back and roared.
This single unholy roar uprooted trees, fractured the terrain, and permanently transformed the landscape into a barren wasteland.
It's bloodlust pressed down upon him, and even in his spirit form, he felt his bones creak and his heart beat erratically.
Peter had seen a lot of disturbing things in his time.
Mad gods, unhinged villains, twisted serial killers.
He was no stranger to the carnage that they left behind in their wake.
He thought he had seen the worst of the worst. But what he was seeing in these images TERRIFIED him.
The creature with ten tails stopped roaring all of a sudden, and turned its distorted face in his direction.
Peter felt as if his very mind was going to break, as a single blood red ringed eye with swirling tomoes peered into his very being.
The blood lust he was under increased exponentially to the point that he went into catatonic shock and lost consciousness…
But not before he witnessed the creature…smile?
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When Peter awoke, he felt….numb, but couldn't remember exactly why?
He remembered everything that happened up until he jumped into the portal and then…nothing.
Maybe it was just a side effect of being transported into a new world.
So deciding that was the case he moved on to the more pressing issue at hand.
Where in the love of DeadPool's underpants am I?
He felt like he was floating in some sort of warm viscous liquid inside a cramped space.
He tried to stretch out his legs but they just kept rebounding back.
He placed his feet on the material and flexed his toes. Only to cringe at the fleshy like feel of it..
He tried to look around, but couldn't see much of anything. However, he was able to barely make out the warm tones of red and pink that accented his surroundings.
These warm colors should have in theory had a calming effect on him, but for some reason he couldn't help but find it extremely unsettling.
Peter Parker was a lot of things;
Smart.
Annoying wisecracker
Webslinger extraordinaire
Billionaire playboy philanthropist?
Well….he couldn't have everything could he?
But now Peter was just plain confused.
Madame Web said he was needed in a different world.
Well TA DA!! One Fisk Punch and a magic inter dimensional portal and here I am!
But where exactly is here?
He's definitely not in Kansas anymore, but there's no little people to sing songs m, and no witch to drop a house on so….What's up?
As he sat and thought about all the possible explanations a light bulb went off.
Maybe he's in one of those pods from that one movie...ummmmmm….oh yeah! The Matrix!
But if that was the case, wouldn't he have instead woke up in a simulation that seemed to be reality, to later find out that he was in fact inside of a simulation, with his real body being in a spawning pod being guarded by killer robots who wanted to use him as a bioelectric battery??
Heh heh, kinda like electro….
Okay, I'm even more confused now….
Ugghhh! Focus Pete! Think. Think.
Put that I.Q to use, and run down the facts.
I'm in a warm viscous liquid.
It's dark with warm tones.
Inside a cramped fleshy container….
OH GOD!!!
He's been eaten!
Some creature must have swallowed my body whole while I was unconscious and now I'm in its stoma-
Or Did he spawn in the creature's stomach?
Ugghhhh! I gotta think of a way out of here! Come one Pete. Give me something. Anything.
Damn it! I can't even hear myself think with all that drumming!!
Wait. Drumming?
As he paused the inner monologue that was taking place, and truly focused. There it was a steady rhythmic drum beat playing in the background. He just paused and listened for what seemed like ages but it didn't stop not once. However, the cadence changed sporadically.
One moment it would be slow and steady, and then it would increase ever so slightly.
It almost sounded like a heart b-
Then it hit him. All the clues he pieced coming together to show the big picture on top.
He wasn't in the Matrix, nor was he eaten.
Peter Parker was inside a womb.
This realization sent him into shock and he started to panic.
He couldn't control his heart rate when he realized he wasn't breathing.
And against every logical fiber in his being. He did something so incredibly stupid The Thumper would've face palmed...
He inhaled.
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"Hey there Tiger." a beautiful pregnant woman with bright blonde hair and stunning azure eyes said to a man in a green flak jacket that had his back turned.
He was sitting at a desk working on some paperwork.
The man turned around to face her, and smiled.
He then got up from his desk to embrace her but before he could she held her side and dropped down in pain.
"Hana!!!" He cried out, rushing to her side in a instant.
"What's Wrong?? Are you hurt?"
"Aghhh! Ssss. I don't know….but I think something's…wrong with the baby. We need to get to the hospital…now!
The man carefully picked up Hana and disappeared in a swirl of leaves…
As they reappeared outside of a hospital the man rushed inside desperately calling for help.
"Please!!! My wife needs help!"
As soon as he finished his sentence, a women with pail lavender colored eyes appeared.
"What happened?" she asked, as she and a crew of nurses helped get his wife onto a gurney.
"She just fell down in pain. We think something might be wrong with the baby."
"We'll take care of them, don't worry. Now have a seat over there please." She said as they rushed away to a patient room.
The man had a strong urge to follow them but decided to do what he was told and stay strong for his wife and son.
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"Okay now let's see what the problem is-" as Chihiro activated her Byakugan she stilled in horror and immediately rushed her patient to an empty O.R. as fast as possible.
"What did you see?! What's wrong with my baby?"
"Ma'am there's no time. We need to put you under and get your baby out of you immediately."
Her hands were already in motion moving towards the blonde woman's tenketsu points.
As Hana lost consciousness all that she had time to utter out were three slurred words that Chihiro heard clear as crystal.
"…..Save my..baby…
Chihiro went to work and started carefully performing a Cesarean to remove the child. When she pulled back the flaps of flesh to expose the woman's womb, she saw the infant thrashing violently while choking on amniotic fluid with the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck.
She unwrapped the chord in a practiced motion and started to use a pipette to suck out the fluid.
However, she didn't cut it, because for now it was the only thing providing any sort of oxygen.
It actually baffled her how this child was still alive.
She was trying to work as carefully and as fast as she possibly could, but the baby was already knocking on death's door.
Theirs too much fluid…
Their wasn't anything else she could do to get the fluid out any faster…
She gritted her teeth. If only Lady Tsunade were here.
Just when she was starting to get overwhelmed.
An Idea popped in her head. A crazy idea. An idea that might get her fired.
But if she didn't do it the baby would die and she wouldn't be able to live with herself.
However if she did do it she would most definitely lose her job….
She thought back to her patients words, and a look of resolution flashed in her eyes.
She then did something so stupid Lord Jiraiya would facepalm.
She hit an infant.
Chapter 3: Are You An Angel??