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Deep Blue successfully calculated the new coordinates by capturing trace information emitted from across the Multiverse. By analyzing the "Spider-frequency" of these echoes, the AI was able to construct a basic profile of the target universe's protector.
Multiversal Profile: Earth-96283 (Variant)
Identity: Peter Parker (Male)
Age: Approximately 25 years old.
Tech Level: Standard/Ordinary (2000s Era).
Anomaly: Extreme fluctuations in mental stability.
The data regarding his mental state was what caught Peter's attention. Normally, the Spider-Sense provides a formidable defense against mental manipulation. In some realities, even a Sorcerer Supreme would struggle to bypass a Spider-Man's soul-body connection. If this version of Peter Parker was experiencing "huge fluctuations," the cause had to be something internal or deeply parasitic.
"Midtown High is on summer vacation now," Peter said, looking at the data. "We should start the second crossing tomorrow. This Spider-Man looks like he's in urgent need of help."
Gwen pulled down her hood, her expression firm. "No problem. I'll tell my parents we're going on a hiking trip. It's a perfect excuse to disappear for a few days."
"Hiking works," Peter agreed. "We'll have Deep Blue Photoshop some photos of us in the mountains for your parents and Aunt May. They won't suspect a thing."
The CEO's Send-off
The following day, Peter and Gwen arrived at the core server room of Celestial Industries. Waiting for them was Miss Kelly, the company's CEO. She had traded her Celestial robes for a sharp, well-tailored black business suit and gold-rimmed glasses, radiating the aura of a high-powered executive.
This was the first time Gwen and Kelly had met face-to-face.
"Hello, Miss Stacy," Kelly said with a cheerful, professional smile. "I'm Peter's business partner. Please, just call me Kelly."
Gwen, unfazed by Kelly's dazzling presence, shook her hand warmly. "Hello, Miss Kelly. Thank you for taking care of Peter and the company while we're away."
Peter cut to the chase. "Deep Blue, we're ready. Open the portal."
The surface of the Deep Blue main unit began to glow with an intense, blinding light. The geometric patterns on its hull channeled energy into a matrix, eventually tearing a shattered, oval-shaped spatial rift into existence.
"Magnificent," Kelly whispered. "To see Technology from my world achieve this by incorporating alien principles... truly, Peter, you are the chosen one."
Peter turned to her one last time. "Celestial Industries is in your hands, Kelly."
"It is my duty," she replied. "I will be here, waiting for your return."
With a final nod, Peter and Gwen stepped into the rift. The portal collapsed with a roar, briefly plunging the entire Industrial Park into a thirty-minute power outage—a small price to pay for a journey across the stars.
A Different New York
Peter and Gwen materialized on the rooftop of the Empire State Building. The air felt different—colder, grittier, and humming with the energy of a slightly older New York City.
"It doesn't feel much different from our world," Gwen remarked, looking down at the streetlights below.
Peter was about to respond when his eyes caught a dark blur moving between the skyscrapers. A black figure was leaping through the air with aggressive, powerful movements. It landed on a glass-facade building, sticking to the surface with predatory ease.
The figure didn't seem to notice them. Instead, it began to admire its own reflection in the glass. It flexed its right arm, showing off its bulging biceps with a swagger that was entirely uncharacteristic of a typical Spider-Man.
Peter's pupils constricted. He recognized the suit immediately.
The suit was as black as ink, with a silver, jagged spider emblem that looked more like a predator than a hero. This was the Symbiote Suit. And the man wearing it, currently preening in the mirror with a dark, arrogant energy, was the legend known across the internet as Bully Maguire.
This was the Tobey Maguire version of Spider-Man—specifically, the version whose personality had been warped by an alien parasite, turning a "friendly neighborhood" hero into a violent, overconfident force of nature.
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