Spider-Man

The story of Spider-Man was always something you had liked no matter if it was a comic, movie, or game. The only thing you didn't like was how he seemed to lose the people he loved or respected to villains one way or another. 'Well it's not happening to me if I can help it.' You think to yourself as you wake up in your new room after the spider bite. You are now Peter parker/Spider Man. You mostly stay with your spider given power and what you are able to make by normal/semi-normal means unless you must use what was given to you by God by no other choice for their are beings of power in this world you would not like to fight if you have too. Of course this world is not just Spiderman's world but the whole of Marvel is in this world to a point due to the many different universes of Marvel that were made. You did quietly in terms of using your godly powers made it so your family and any lovers you take won't die to anything but old age and as far as all others no matter how high a being they are can tell they were lucky not to die but can be injured as much as you didn't like the thought not getting hurt would alert them something was up.

You get up from your bed carefully because you need to get used to the new strength from the powers given to you. You dressed up and headed downstairs greeting aunt May and uncle Ben and ate breakfast before heading out to school. A check of the memories of Peter showed that like most of the Spidermen he's one smart bugger in AP classes, already and short ride on the bus to school allowed you to think of a formula to make webbing and a pair of crude web shooters when you have the time to make them.

You stepped out of the bus and walked to the entrance of the school when you heard a girl calling out to you. You turn to see...