In which Peter Parker meets a female version of himself and is torn between universes. [COMPLETED]
Petra Parker is your friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl. No one knows her identity, or that she was bitten by a radioactive spider, or that she could...
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The four Parker's were gathered around a desk, listening intently to Peter one's plan. They were about to lure all the villains to one place and cure them all.
Ned briefly interrupted their conversation with a pair of small tubes. "Here's your web cartridges."
"Oh, thanks," Peter one said, taking them from his hand.
Petra narrowed her eyes at the capsules and cocked her head.
"What's that for?" Old Peter asked, sharing the same confusion as Petra.
"Uh, it's my web fluid. It's for my web cartridges." Peter one explained. "Why?"
Old Peter pulled two fingers to his wrist, and webs flung out onto a nearby pole. Petra watched like normal, unnerved by the movement.
The other two Peter's jumped back in surprise and yelled.
"That came out of you.." Ned gasped.
Petra shot her wrist out above her and attached to the ceiling.
"Woah!" Peter one exclaimed.
"Yea..you can't do that..?" Petra questioned.
"No..!" Peter one gave them amazed looks.
"How on earth..." Peter three bent down to look at her wrist.
Petra backed away self consciously and shooed Peter three away. "It's just inside you..?!" He whispered.
"Uh, haha, no thanks," Petra said uncomfortably.
"Anyway, we're getting sidetracked. This is where we're going to do this, okay?" Peter one showed them a screen of the Statue of Liberty. "It's isolated, so no one should get hurt."
While everyone else's eyes were on Peter one, Peter three continued to stare in bewilderment at Petra and Old Peter's wrists.
"We draw them there with the box, it's the one thing they all want. All we have to figure out is how we're gonna get there." Peter one looked up for suggestions.
