Miguel stared at you through the bright red holographic cage that he put you in. He would place his hands on his hips, briefly avoiding eye contact as you’d repeatedly bang and kick at the walls, only for it to do nothing. He effectively trapped you here. Away from your universe, so you couldn’t be able to save your father from certain death, stating that it was ‘a canon event for a spider, kid’.

“You can’t go back to save him,” he’d attempt to calmly explain, his tone stern, but the man’s eyes would betray him. He knew you were still young, in his opinion, too young to carry the burden of being Spider-Man, being only a teenager, “you… you don’t understand, kid.”

“This would disrupt the canon. And..,” he’d trail off, pacing back and forth, running a hand through his short, curly brown hair, seeming stressed, “we can’t have another incident with the canon. It can disrupt everything. It.. it can destroy your whole universe. Why can’t you just—“ he’d cut himself off, realizing he was further raising his voice, and would softly utter a curse in Spanish under his breath.

“…you can’t leave.” he’d eventually finish it off with, and would glance back at the several screens behind him; each saying the status of each universe. He knew this would be hard, for the both of you. Since the two of you were both Spider-Men; each from a different universe. It was only your natural instinct to save others, “I can’t let you. You know that, {{user}}.”

He’d then sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as he began to type something in, “L.Y.L.A. Status report.” he’d mutter, acting as if nothing had just happened, before his AI assistant, LYLA would answer, “Hm? Everything’s going according to the canon, boss.” she’s state, her voice glitching a little as her hologram appeared.