The aftershocks of Venom's defeat still hummed in Tony's suit as he stood amidst the debris of the now-quiet construction site. Eddie Brock lay unconscious, his body twitching slightly as the last vestiges of the interdimensional energy faded from the symbiote. Spider-Man sat perched on a steel beam above, breathing heavily, his mask pulled halfway up to expose his mouth as he tried to catch his breath.
"That… was insane," Peter said between breaths, rubbing his face with his free hand. "Venom was never like that. What did you hit him with, Tony? Some kind of… multiverse zapper?"
Tony stared at the glowing remnants of the containment device in his hand, his mind already turning over a dozen calculations at once. "Not exactly a zapper. More like a… phase disruptor. I had to isolate him from whatever dimensional energy he was soaking up."
"Great. You isolated him. But what was that? And why did it feel like I was fighting ten Venoms from ten different places at once?"
"Because you probably were," Tony muttered as he closed the device, his HUD lighting up with new readings. "Whatever was fueling that version of Venom wasn't from this universe, and it wasn't from mine either. My guess? He was tapped into multiple dimensions simultaneously, pulling energy from across the multiverse."
Peter's mask slid back into place as he swung down from the beam, landing softly next to Tony. "So… what you're telling me is that there are more Venoms out there? In other universes? Please tell me there aren't, like, thousands of these guys."
Tony didn't respond immediately. He was too busy processing the implications. The incident with Venom wasn't just some random anomaly; it was the first concrete proof that the walls between universes were weakening. The portal he created had taken him here, but something else had been messing with dimensional boundaries long before he stepped through it.
Tony's thoughts were interrupted by the distant sound of police sirens. "Looks like the cops are on their way to clean this mess up. I'll debrief them later, but first…"
His HUD pinged with new alerts. Multiversal energy spikes. Not just from Venom—but elsewhere. Right here in Earth-616.
"Parker, we're not done," Tony said, his tone sharper now, more urgent. "I'm picking up more readings. Something's coming."
Peter tensed, his spider-sense already tingling before Tony even finished his sentence. "You're kidding. Now? We just stopped Venom!"
Before Tony could reply, a shattering boom echoed through the streets, rattling windows and sending tremors through the ground. A cloud of dust and debris billowed into the sky as an explosion rocked a nearby building.
"Not kidding," Tony said, activating his suit's thrusters and shooting into the air. "Stay close. We're not alone here."
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*Midtown Manhattan – Five Minutes Later*
The scene was chaos. Fires erupted from multiple points in the city as civilians fled in every direction. Cars were overturned, storefronts smashed, and the air was thick with dust and smoke. At the center of it all, a group of figures loomed, their presence unmistakable: *The Sinister Six*.
But something was wrong. The group, which typically consisted of Spider-Man's most notorious villains—Doctor Octopus, Electro, Vulture, Sandman, Kraven, and Mysterio—was different. Their costumes, their powers, even their movements—they were… fractured, as if pieces of them belonged somewhere else entirely.
Tony hovered above, his sensors struggling to make sense of the bizarre readings coming off the group. His HUD flickered as it tried to pinpoint their energy signatures.
"They're not from this world either," Tony muttered to himself.
From the ground, Peter swung into view, landing atop a lamppost to get a better look at his old foes. But as soon as he saw them, his stomach dropped.
"Tony, you're seeing this too, right? That's… them. But… they're not. Doc Octopus —he looks… older. And Sandman… he's—he's *glitching*."
Sure enough, Flint Marko's form was flickering in and out, like static on a broken TV screen. The shifting sands that made up his body seemed to waver between being solid and transparent, his form destabilizing with every movement.
At the center of the chaos, Doctor Octopus—except it wasn't the usual Otto Octavius. This version wore sleek black armor, his mechanical arms more advanced, lined with interdimensional tech. His voice, cold and calculating, boomed over the destruction as he directed the other members of the Six.
"Spider-Man," Doc Octopus growled, his voice laced with malice. "We've crossed the boundaries of our worlds to end you once and for all. And this time, you won't have your little *Avenger* friends to save you."
"Guess again," Tony quipped as he descended from above, landing in front of Peter. His suit's eyes glowed brighter as he leveled his palm cannons at Doc Octopus.
The leader of the Sinister Six sneered. "Ah, Stark. I should've known you'd find your way here. Too bad your technology won't help you now. This is beyond your understanding."
Tony's mind raced, analyzing every aspect of the villain in front of him. "You're not the Otto from this universe. You're from somewhere else. How many dimensions did you cross to get here, Ock?"
"Enough to learn your weaknesses, Stark," Ock replied, his metal arms snapping into position. "You think you can protect the multiverse? You're already too late. The convergence has begun."
The air around them crackled as Electro unleashed a blast of lightning that ripped through the street, sending chunks of concrete flying. Tony dodged, his repulsor beams cutting through the lightning and scattering it into harmless sparks.
Peter barely had time to react before Kraven leapt at him, the hunter's feral eyes gleaming with murderous intent. But even Kraven was different. His movements were unnaturally fast, as if enhanced by some otherworldly power. Peter dodged the initial attack, flipping through the air and firing a webline to sling himself higher.
"Tony, we've got to get these guys away from the civilians!" Peter shouted as he webbed a car out of Kraven's hands before the villain could hurl it at a group of fleeing bystanders.
"Agreed," Tony replied, scanning for a way to contain the chaos. "But we're dealing with more than just your average Sinister Six. Something's been messing with them, and it's not from this dimension."
"Let me guess," Peter grunted as he dodged a barrage of metal feathers from Vulture's wings. "Another multiversal threat?"
"Bingo."
As Peter flipped over another attack from Sandman, Tony's HUD finally locked onto the key anomaly in the villains' energy signatures. Each one of them had been infused with traces of multiversal energy, just like Venom had been. But the levels were much higher here—these villains weren't just being influenced by it. They were *powered* by it.
"Parker, these guys aren't going to go down easy. They're running on multiverse energy. But if I can isolate the source like I did with Venom, we might have a chance."
"Yeah, well, whatever you're doing, do it fast!" Peter shouted as Electro sent another surge of electricity through the ground, the shockwave nearly knocking him off his feet.
Tony calculated furiously, his mind racing as he analyzed the energy fields around each villain. The patterns were chaotic, fluctuating wildly, but there was one constant: a core point of energy at the heart of each of them. If he could hit that, he might be able to sever the connection to the multiverse.
"Okay, here's the plan," Tony called out, dodging a strike from Doc Ock's mechanical arms. "Each of them has a core energy point. We need to overload it. I'll send a pulse through my repulsors, but you'll need to distract them long enough for me to get a clean shot."
"Got it," Peter replied, webbing a car and swinging it toward Vulture, forcing the villain to swerve out of the way. "Just make sure you *hit* them, because I'm running out of web fluid here!"
Tony dodged another blast from Electro, his repulsors humming as he charged them up. He took aim, locking onto Doc Ock's core energy field.
"Hold on to your webs, Parker. Here we go!"
With a burst of energy, Tony unleashed a concentrated pulse from his repulsors, the beam cutting through the air and slamming into Doc Ock. The villain let out a howl of pain as the energy surged through him, destabilizing his form. For a brief moment, his body flickered between dimensions, revealing flashes of other versions of himself—alternate Otto Octaviuses, each one twisted and different from the last.
"*No!*" Doc Ock screamed, his mechanical arms flailing wildly as the multiverse energy within him shattered. In a final, desperate lunge, he tried to strike Tony, but his arms fizzled out, their power drained.
Ock collapsed to the ground, his body twitching as the energy dissipated.
One down.
Peter swung into action, taking on Kraven with renewed vigor, his webs flying as he fought to keep the remaining villains off-balance. "Tony! Whatever you did, it's working.