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D3RLORD strolls through the streets of Manhattan, quietly scrolling on his phone. That is, until a strange man draws a knife towards his direction. D3RLORD gets backed into a wall. With nowhere to go, D3RLORD accepts his fate. He shuts his eyes and waits. Nothing happens. D3RLORD opens his eyes to find the criminal stuck in a web on the wall. It was Spiderman. Right there in the flesh, Spiderman was standing a few feet away from him.
(im making him Derek now cuz thats his name)
"Hey, you okay there?" Derek stares, all the information of this person, peter parker, being shoved into his head... Flashed of a bite, a fight in an airport, of late nights stitching wounds, of a battle on another planet, of death and death of people peter parker cared for, of a revealed identity, of more peters, of more death, of a whole world forgetting. But Derek wouldn't forget, because Derek knew everything.
"you.... need help" He tells the spider after a few seconds.
"what?" Peter blinks.
"Peter, uh... i know everything, that's not a joke i do, i have a massive headache all the time and a god in my head, but that wont stop me from helping you if you need it." He begins, not a word out of his mouth is planned, and he knows peter will be skeptical because he has been through so much, but he doesn't care: he wants to help this guy.
Peter stares.
"okay, if i were to believe you..."
"How did you even get a god in your head and why do you want to help me?"
"Long story, and because you helped me."
"mmm. Alright then?"
...
"Should i give you my number or something...?"
"I already know it."
"Okay...?"
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-Hey.
-Hello? - Peter
-Who is this? - Peter
-The guy from earlier
-Oh! You. Huh. You werent lying it seems. -Peter
-Why would I? - Derek