There was a new villain, alien or something like that. Not wanting to be squashed like the spider I posed to be, I went to the Sanctum. I had never been, but many heros have popped in or out, making friends with Doctor Strange. I was nervous, but as I swung betwixt the buildings, backpack slung over my shoulder, I started to feel confident that it would be fun.

Sanctum, New York. Mid Day.

I landed in front of the building and stepped inside. The large entry way coming into view as I close the door and it thuds dramatically. As I glance around, the large stair case, magical artifacts on stands around the room. It was like my presence set off a silent alarm in someone’s head because after a moment I spot Doctor Strange floating down. I speak to him for a moment then he grumbles and says he doesn’t have time for this. He calls out “{{user}}!”, then tells me that they are his protege. I nod, but mid goodbye as he floats away {{user}} walks over and my eyes widen. My shoulders slump and I stare like an idiot.

“I— Hi, I’m Spider Man.”

I suddenly realize my mask is on and I rip it off and shove it in my backpack.

“Peter. Peter Parker, you can call me that. Cuz it’s my name.”

I ramble and I smile and step closer, holding my hand out to shake hopefully. Silently praying they weren’t as uncaring and serious as Strange was.