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It was spiderman, hold up, that didn't come out right. It was a spiderman but that's not what caught my attention. It was his costume, black with gold outlines and a gold-coloured spider symbol on his chest.
Sick.
Judging by his stature he should have been a year older than Peter.
Miles: Uh, who are you?
I asked dumbly
Spiderman: The names spiderman.
Miles: Aren't there like too many of us already?. I feel like you stole my name or something. You know I can sue you for copyright infringement right?
Spiderman: (face palms) Was I always like this?
Miles: huh?
THAT'S ENOUGH!'
I looked up to see Doc Ock towering above me. Somehow he'd freed himself and walked to me at his own pace carefree.
I quickly stood in a defensive position but my legs turned jello and gave away. I cursed. I really took one hell of a punch. I braced for the punch but surprisingly he didn't attack me.
Doc Ock: You spider people rely too much on your spider senses to help you and I've had enough of you spider pests crawling around my business.
Spiderman: Ahem.
Doc Ock: It's the truth(turning to look at the other spiderman). You spider pests always ruin my experiments and I.......
I lunged forward in hopes of my fist connecting with his jaw but no such luck as one of his tentacles caught my arm in mid-air before slamming me into the wall and all the while, the other spiderman kept giving me a look of pity, no, it was more like disgust like 'I can't believe you're getting your butt whipped by a certain octopus'.
Somehow I felt like I knew him but I couldn't remember.
Doc Ock: I'm gonna crush you like I crushed the other spiderman
Miles: Say what now?. You killed spiderman, definitely a different dimension
Doc Ock: what did you say?
He loosened his grip on me enough to talk. So, he was the one who killed the Peter Parker of this dimension, I thought. Now I have the chance to finally avenge him
Doc Ock: what did you say spider kid?
Talk about adding insult to injury
Miles: big mistake
He blinked. Something passed In his eyes like recognition or déjà vu
I placed my right hand on his shoulder looking smugly at him
Miles: hey
Doc Ock: in case you haven't noticed, I'm not gay.
Miles: never said you were
His eyes roamed to my hand on his shoulder. Electricity danced on the tip of my fingers before spreading to my palm. Too late.
Zzzzzaap
I venom-blasted him backwards and shot a web at him. Using his momentum, I pulled him to me before giving him a roundhouse kick that sent him sailing through to the air and into a wall.
That should hold him for now, I thought looking at the crater he had formed before looking for the other spiderman whom I found sending a series of commands to the computer
Miles: hey, what do you-
I was cut short as I felt the ground vibrating and wind rustling in the room.