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Looking at the completely dark phone screen, Peter's brow furrowed deeply.
This was different from before. In the past, every time Deep Blue upgraded, it would restart instantly and deliver its signature line: "Upgrade complete." This silence was unprecedented. Had devouring the core of a multiversal particle collider been too much for the AI to handle?
Gwen noticed his silence and walked over, placing a hand on his armored shoulder. "Is something wrong with Deep Blue?"
"He might need time," Peter said, his voice low. "That collider was the most advanced computer in this universe. Digesting that amount of data is like trying to swallow a galaxy."
As if in response to his words, the screen suddenly flickered. A glowing white six-hour countdown appeared in the center of the black display. Peter let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Deep Blue wasn't gone; he was just processing.
Gwen smiled, her relief matching his. Over the past few weeks, the AI had become more than a tool—he was a member of their team. "Six hours? I think we can find a way to kill six hours."
"I've already got a plan for that," Peter said, a sharp, meaningful grin spreading across his face. "And I guarantee it'll be something these villains never forget."
The Morning Gift
The next morning, the rising sun dispelled the shadows of the night, waking New York City. As the citizens of Manhattan stepped out for their morning coffee, they were greeted by an impossible sight.
High above Times Square, a giant, shimmering spider web had been woven between the skyscrapers. Suspended in the center of the web, like flies caught in a trap, were five of the city's most notorious supervillains: The Prowler, Doctor Octopus, Scorpion, Tombstone, and the Ultimate Green Goblin.
News helicopters swarmed the area, their cameras zooming in on the captives. The female host, her hair whipped by the rotor wash, screamed into her microphone, "Who did this? Who wove this web of justice?"
On each villain's chest was a large note with bold, simple text:
"Presented by your friendly neighborhood Spider-Men."
Below the text sat a small, elegant spider icon. On the streets below, the crowd erupted. Cheers shook the glass of the surrounding buildings. The news of Spider-Man's death had broken their hearts days ago, but now, they knew the truth. The hero wasn't just back—he had brought an army.
The First Meeting
While the city celebrated, the seven "Spiders" were gathered in the quiet safety of Aunt May's kitchen, eating breakfast in their casual clothes.
Peter sat at the head of the table, enjoying a steaming bowl of soy milk and xiaolongbao. Despite being Peter Parker now, his soul still craved the flavors of home. He set his chopsticks down and looked at the group.
"I have good news. Deep Blue is back online," Peter announced.
The table went silent.
"He didn't just digest the collider; he mastered it," Peter continued. "He can now calculate the exact coordinates of your home universes. We can open a stable portal whenever we're ready."
The room erupted in cheers. Spider-Ham jumped onto the table, nearly knocking over a glass of orange juice. "Finally! I miss my girlfriend! Send me back to the cartoon world!"
Shadow Spider-Man and Peter B. Parker nodded solemnly, though a hint of relief touched their eyes. Peni Parker, however, looked a bit hesitant. For her, going home meant returning to a war against giant monsters.
Peter raised his hands to quiet the room. "Before you go, I have a proposal. We shouldn't just say goodbye and forget this happened."
He leaned forward, his gaze sweeping over each of them. "We are the only people in the multiverse who truly understand each other. Why not make it official? I'm proposing we form an alliance. An alliance of Spiders across all dimensions."
"I call it... The Spider Society."
The atmosphere shifted from excitement to deep anticipation. Peter B. Parker, the veteran, leaned back and crossed his arms. "The Spider Society? Like the Avengers, but with more spandex and better jokes?"
"Exactly," Peter said. "But with one rule: only Spiders can join. If any of us faces a crisis we can't solve alone, we send a signal. We watch each other's backs."
Peni Parker, ever the scientist, raised her hand. "I love the idea, Peter. But how? Once we're in different universes, how do we talk? The signal can't cross the void between worlds."
The Solution: The Spider-Watch
Peter smiled. He reached into his pocket and pulled out six sleek, metallic wrist-devices. They were etched with the same spider icon he had left on the villains in Times Square.
"This is where Celestial Tech comes in," Peter explained, sliding one over to Peni. "These are Multiversal Communicators. They use a quantum-entangled link through Deep Blue's core. No matter which universe you're in, you'll stay connected to the Society's server."
He looked at the group, his voice turning serious. "We aren't just a group of people who met by accident anymore. We're the guardians of the Multiverse."
One by one, the heroes reached out and took their watches. As the metal latched onto their wrists, a soft blue light pulsed in unison. The Spider Society was no longer a dream—it was a reality.