Chương 375: C375 Alchemax
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(A/N🚨: Just a note to help avoid confusion. The Peter mentioned from the beginning of this chapter is Peter B Parker. Miles's mentor from the movie. Nicknames will start in the next chapter to help make things easy.)
Dashing through the corridors of an Alchemax facility with a desktop computer in hand, an overweight Spider-Man in dirty sweatpants frantically searched for a way out.
[Insert picture of Chubby Spidey here]
Followed closely behind him, a teenager who seemed to be wearing a Spider-Man halloween costume, rushed to keep up, their footsteps echoing against the sterile walls.
[Insert picture of Miles here]
The air was heavy with tension as they weaved through the maze of hallways, pursued by a horde of security guards.
"Keep up, Miles! We can't let them catch us!" Fat Spider-Man shouted, his voice laced with urgency.
He glanced back, noticing the guards gaining ground.
With a swift motion, he tossed the computer to his younger companion. "Here, take this for a second."
Miles fumbled for a moment, catching the desktop as it was tossed to him.
His eyes widened, a mix of surprise and uncertainty. "Why don't you carry it? You can obviously use the exercise..."
"Hey!" He gasped in offense. "This is all muscle!" He countered as his stomach jiggled with every step he took.
"Yeah... sure..." Miles looked unconvinced. "Whatever you say, Peter..."
As they continued their frantic escape, the guards closed in, their shouts filling the air. Bullets whizzed past them, narrowly missing their mark.
Peter activated his web shooters, firing strands of webbing to create makeshift barriers and tripwires, temporarily slowing down their pursuers. But they still needed to quickly get out of this facility...
Rushing out of the building, Peter took back the computer and flung one of his web shooters towards Miles, the device landing in his hands. "Here, I'll trade yah! It's time to learn how to swing!"
Miles stared at the web shooter, his brows furrowing with uncertainty. "I don't know how to use this!"
Peter didn't have time to explain in detail. "Trust me, you'll figure it out! Just shoot the web, aim for something solid, and swing!"
As he spoke, Peter aimed his remaining web shooter at a nearby tree and swung off, showing the teenager exactly how it's done.
Miles hesitated for a moment, then aimed the web shooter and fired, lifting off the ground and swinging into the snowy woods behind Peter.
Looking over his shoulder, Peter gave Miles an approving nod. "There you go! That's what I'm-"
*Bang!*
He may have spoke too soon...
Instead of a graceful swing, Miles's attempt resulted in an awkward trajectory that sent him crashing into a nearby tree. He stumbled backward, dazed and disoriented.
And from the shadows emerged a figure, carrying herself with an air of malevolence. Olivia Octavius, also known as Doctor Octopus, floated towards Miles, her mechanical tentacles extending menacingly.
[Insert picture of Olivia Octavius here]
Miles's eyes widened with fear as he found himself running away from the villainous Doctor Octavius on foot.
"Uh-oh," Miles muttered as she grew closer and closer, his voice trembling. "What do I do now?"
Peter, still swinging away, turned his attention back to Miles. "You have to swing! Trust your instincts!"
Miles looked at Peter, panic evident in his eyes. "But I don't know how!"
Peter's frustration peaked, his voice growing desperate. "Don't think, Miles! Just feel it!" He hoped Miles's spider senses would assist him.
With a surge of determination, Miles let go of his fear and focused on the odd feeling coursing through his body. He aimed the web shooter once more, firing a strand of webbing towards a distant tree.
This time, a wave of exhilaration washed over Miles as his body instinctively adjusted to the swing. He soared through the air, narrowly avoiding Doctor Octavius's menacing reach.
As Miles swung away, Peter's relief was palpable. "That's it, Miles! You're doing great!"
Miles clung to the sensation of swinging, his movements growing smoother and more confident. "Haha! I'm doing it!"
Together, they swung through the snowy woods, leaving Doctor Octavius in the distance.
Breathing heavily, Peter glanced at Miles, a mixture of pride and relief in his eyes. "See? I knew you could do it. We make a good team."
Miles couldn't help but smile, his heart still pounding with the adrenaline of their escape. "Thanks, Peter. I couldn't have done it without-"
*kshhhh*
Suddenly, an eerie electronic sound emanated from Peter's body, accompanied by a series of rapid glitches and flickering lights. He convulsed, his limbs jerking as if he were trapped within a malfunctioning video game.
"Peter!" Miles shouted, his voice laced with panic as he watched his friend's distressing transformation. The vibrant colors that danced across Peter's glitching form created a mesmerizing yet unsettling sight.
In the midst of his glitching fit, Peter's grip on the desktop computer loosened, slipping from his hands, hurtling towards the ground.
Acting on instinct, Miles lunged forward, his body propelled by a surge of adrenaline. Time seemed to slow as his outstretched hand snatched the computer from mid-air, narrowly averting disaster.
The weight of the computer pressed against Miles' palm, its significance now magnified. It contained crucial information, the key to stopping Fisks plans.
Meanwhile, Peter's glitching episode came to a sudden halt, and he plummeted uncontrollably towards the ground. A sharp crack reverberated through the wintry air as he crashed into a thick tree branch, which mercifully cushioned his fall.
Miles rushed to Peter's side, concern etched across his face.
He carefully placed the computer on the ground, its safety no longer his immediate priority. Kneeling beside Peter, he assessed the damage, his hands trembling slightly.
"Peter, are you okay?" Miles asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.
Peter groaned, slowly sitting up and rubbing his head. "Yeah, I'm... I'm fine, just a little disoriented."
Miles helped Peter to his feet, supporting him as they both stood. "What... what was that glitch? Are you okay now?"
Peter nodded, a hint of exhaustion etched on his face. "Yeah, it's just... this universe doesn't seem to agree with me. It's rejecting me, causing those glitches. But they don't last long."
With great effort, Peter managed to stand up, gingerly rubbing his throbbing head. He surveyed the surroundings, their situation more perilous than ever.
The sound of rapid movement in the distance, unmistakably belonging to Doctor Octavius, grew louder, reminding them that time was running out.
Miles's eyes widening as he noticed Doctor Octavius closing in on them, using the trees to propel herself forward. Her mechanical tentacles whirred menacingly, ready to strike.
"We don't have much time," Peter said, his voice strained. "Take the computer and run. I'll hold her off."
Miles shook his head, determination filling his eyes. "No, Peter. I can't let another Spider-Man die because of me... We're in this together."
Peter's expression softened, understanding the weight of Miles' words. He nodded, a grateful smile playing on his lips. "Alright, kid. Together it is."
The two Spider-Men stood side by side, facing the approaching Doctor Octavius. The air crackled with tension as the villainess loomed over them, her eyes filled with malicious intent.
"Give me the computer," she demanded, her voice dripping with contempt. "It doesn't belong to you."
Miles tightened his grip on the desktop, refusing to back down. "You want it? Come take it." He stated challengingly.
Peter's voice was firm, his resolve unyielding. "Yeah, so run off back to Daddy Kingpin, or else..."
Doctor Octavius let out a sinister laugh, her mechanical tentacles twitching with anticipation. "You fools can't stop me. I am superior."
With a sudden burst of speed, she lunged at them, her mechanical arms slashing through the air. Miles and Peter reacted swiftly, their Spider-Senses guiding their movements.
They weaved and dodged, each relying on their own unique fighting style. Miles' inexperienced agility paired with Peter's strength and web-slinging skills.
Though it wasn't enough...
Peter and Miles fought valiantly against the malevolent Doctor Octavius, but their combined efforts were no match for her superior strength and experience.
The battle became a desperate struggle, an uphill climb against insurmountable odds.
Peter, out of shape and weakened by his glitching episode, found his movements sluggish and imprecise. His muscles ached, and his breath came in ragged gasps as he tried to evade Doctor Octavius's relentless assault.
He swung punches and kicked with diminished force, but each strike seemed feeble against the villainess's robotic tentacles.
Miles, despite his determination, was hindered by his lack of training and experience. He stumbled and faltered, his reflexes not finely honed like Peter's.
He attempted to launch his own attacks, but they were easily deflected by Doctor Octavius's mechanical appendages.
With each passing moment, the situation grew direr. The sinister doctor toyed with the two Spider-Men, her movements calculated and precise.
Her tentacles struck with blinding speed and unyielding strength, knocking Peter and Miles off balance, leaving them vulnerable.
The best they could do was toss the computer away, hoping that it wouldn't break in the process...
Peter grunted in pain as a tentacle wrapped around his neck, yanking him off his feet and slamming him into the ground. He struggled to break free, but his weakened state rendered him helpless against Doctor Octavius's superior power.
Miles fared no better as a tentacle snaked around his chest, pinning him to the ground. He strained against its grip, his face contorted with determination, but it was a futile struggle. He had never encountered an adversary of this magnitude, and his lack of experience left him defenseless.
Doctor Octavius loomed over the defeated heroes, a sadistic smile playing on her lips. Her tentacles tightened their grip, exerting increasing pressure on Peter and Miles.
Their struggles only seemed to amuse her further.
"You thought you could beat me?" she taunted, her voice dripping with malice. "How adorable."
Peter grunted, his strength waning as he fought against the crushing force of Doctor Octavius's tentacles. He exchanged a glance with Miles, a mixture of resignation and determination in his eyes.
As their vision blurred and the world darkened around them, Peter and Miles prepared themselves for what was to come. They refused to succumb to fear, their spirits unyielding even in the face of death.
As Doctor Octavius prepared to deliver the final blow, her eyes glinting with sadistic delight, a strange golden portal opened up behind her, shocking the downed heroes, as an odd group stepped out.
A Spider-Man with a hood (our MC), a cartoon-styled Spider-Pig, and a familiar old lady...
"Huh? Are we late?" The hooded Spider-Man asked as he kicked off the ground.
In an instant, a red and blue blur passed over Miles and Peter, severing the tentacles that pinned them down.
"Aaaahhhhh!" Doctor Octavius screamed in pain as a green liquid gushed from her tentacles.
As she screamed, a mallet wielding pig appeared before her. "Hey there, Missy!" He greeted as the hammer came crashing down, knocking poor Olivia back toward the Alchemax facility.
Appearing beside the shocked and relieved Spider-Men, Peter (our MC) crouched down and gave them a quick wave. "Yo."
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