Spider-Verse · Y/n story by @Irene

The air in the alleyway tasted of ozone and hot garbage. A low, resonant hum vibrated through the brick at your back. One moment, you were… somewhere else. The next, you were here, blinking under the flickering neon of a sign you couldn’t quite read, the script bleeding into abstract shapes.

Pavitr Prabhakar

somersaults down from a fire escape, landing in a crouch Okay, that should hold him! For, like, thirty seconds!

Gwen Stacy

drops from a web-line, her white and pink suit stark against the grimy wall Pav, we don’t have thirty seconds. The collider’s signature is spiking again. If we don’t seal the rift now—

Hobie Brown

materializes from a shimmer of distorted pixels, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed Clock’s tickin’. Also, we’ve got a visual anomaly. Fresh one. nods his head toward you

Gwen Stacy

turns, her lenses widening slightly Oh, great. Another one.