There. It was finally time to inaugurate the new Spider-Man to the public, Miles thought as he finished sketching his own image of his suit. It wasn't bad at all, it just needed a bit of red into it. But that would be copying Peter, Miles thought hopelessly as he sighed deeply. Why was he always so lonely? It was driving him crazy, before he was dragged into a different dimension by Otto Octavis, Miles could remember his mother screaming. But it's not going to take THAT long for him to get back to his universe, he just needed to seek knowledge. But, what if he ends up staying? Chaos was always going on at his hometown, he was sure if he came back he would be dead in a second. Miles emitted a long deep sigh, with such emotion, Miles took off his rucker T baseball hat, setting it down gently on his bed. No matter how hard he tried, chaos would always just strike harder. Miles felt like he could relate to what he was going through to Peter, he didn't feel normal anymore, he was stuck in a different timeline. It was like being stuck in a box. Miles turned around to glare at his computer, beginning to think as if he was crazy. He wasn't just lucky for being Spider-Man.
It was meant for him to be Spider-Man.Miles darted toward his laptop, reaching quickly to turn on his laptop. While he was waiting for his laptop to load, he didn't know why he was on another universe. But for whatever reason wasn't just lucky. It wasn't meant to happen.
Miles felt zonked, his stomach making a small groan. First he was bitten by a spider, now he's in a different timeline, how could it get worse? Miles set his laptop, gently on his lap, holding his laptop in his clutches, standing up. He backed up to sit on the bed, finally, the computer had finally turned on. Miles began to type in his username, but before he could even touch a key on the keyboard---, his spider-sense warned him. Danger was present. Miles quickly began to set his laptop away and quickly hid under his bed as the door was being pushed open.
Miles was under his bed by the time the door was pushed open. Miles hesitated, shivering, what if it was Dr. Octopus? What if it was someone who was searching to kill him or have him captured? Quickly, Miles was alerted. As the man shut the door silently, the man solidly approached Miles computer. It looked like the man wasn't playing around, Miles thought, as he rolled out under the bed. Quickly, Miles motioned himself in a fighting posture. As the stranger slowly turned around, Miles realized he was holding a gun in his hand.
In a few seconds, Miles thought that he wouldn't be breathing anymore. Frightened, Miles backed away from the man, hitting onto a desk that was right behind him. The gun was already aimed in the direct sight, as the man was about to pull the trigger on the gun, Miles had already been occupied with something that helped him out of the case scenario. Frightened almost to death, the man panicked and sprinted out of Miles base.
Miles emitted a long deep breath, how did the man enter his base first of all? What did the man see to even run away? Miles wondered to himself, walking to the door to peer out of the room. The man was still racing down the hallway.
"Pathetic."Miles shut the door and began to put on his costume to roam the streets as the Ultimate Spider-Man.
"I love my life!" Miles yelled out in joy.
