Miles didn't wait any longer as he noticed the night sky getting darker, he hurriedly left the academy through his dorm window and headed to a graveyard.

"I hope this works," Miles said nervously before walking in a certain direction in the graveyard.

The falling snow had already paved all the roads of Brooklyn in a pure sheet of white, it was very cold outside, yet this coldness didn't seem to affect miles too much.

It wasn't long before he appeared in front of a large tombstone that was surrounded by flowers and Spiderman masks.

"Peter Parker 1991 - 2018" 

Miles sighed as he looked at the tombstone, a strange feeling appeared in his heart but he quickly shook it away and continued looking at the gloomy tombstone.

A few seconds slowly went by as the snow continued to fall.

Miles who had a calm expression on his face suddenly reacted when he noticed a strange presence approaching from behind him.

with a quick turn, Miles immediately stepped back and looked carefully at the person who had appeared.

"what fast reactions" The man wearing a trench coat who had just appeared couldn't help but exclaim as he saw Miles taking notice of his presence.

"Who are you?" Miles put on a look of vigilance as he squinted his eyes and observed the man who had appeared.

"Wait, you- you are Spiderman? Peter Parker?" Miles suddenly said as he pretended to have a sudden moment of realization.

"Ah, well yes I am," Peter said as he took a good look at Miles, he couldn't help but frown as he noticed his Spidey Senses being triggered the more he gazed at Miles.

"you are just like me, aren't you?" Peter couldn't help but scratch his head as he looked at Miles with a bewildered expression.

"What do you mean just like you?" Miles asked as he kept his guard up.

"Well, just like me as in, you are also Spiderman," Peter said slowly in confusion, almost as if he wasn't sure of his own words.

"How can there be two spidermen? also aren't you supposed to be dead" Miles couldn't help but ask and dropped his guard slightly?

"Well, I am supposed to be dead, but I'm not, I am also confused. and why was u blonde?" Peter said, the more he talked the more he couldn't handle it.

"This is all weird, but since you are like me, I'm sure we can find a way to" before peter could finish his words, a flash of bright light enveloped the graveyard, and a couple of voices were heard.

"Hey, what are you doing over there, this is NYPD" it was a large group of police officers.

"Oh shit, it's the cops, let's g-" Peter turned to look at Miles but Miles had already disappeared into the distance.

"Fuck" Peter immediately released his webs and swung away, following after miles immediately.

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"I've noticed you don't have web-shooters?" Peter said as he followed behind Miles who was rushing across rooftops like a parkour master.

"no, am I supposed to?" Miles looked at Peter who was swinging around next to him and asked in confusion.

of course, he was faking it.

"of course, you are, how else can you be a Spiderman without web-shooters" Peter felt like laughing as he looked at Miles.

"well, shit, I don't have any" Miles spoke these words and said nothing more.

But he had to admit he was a tad bit jealous of not having any web shooters.

Peter followed Miles back to his home in Brooklyn, Miles figured his parents were probably sleeping at this time so he could sneak into his room easily.

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Sitting face to face, both Miles and Peter stared at each other for a second, neither of them chose to speak.

"You say you're Peter Parker, yet you aren't dead, everyone knows that Spiderman died," Miles said calmly as he pulled out his phone, showing Peter the news of his death.

"Well, I don't know about the whole "dying" situation, but I am Peter Parker" Peter replied calmly as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well I can already see that you are Spiderman, perhaps you are from another universe? and you ended up coming here?" Miles said as if he was in deep thought.

"not gonna lie, that was a very good observation kid," Peter said as a sense of realization came to his mind.

Although Miles was tall, had a very strong body, and spoke with confidence, Peter could easily tell he was still a kid due to his face which gave off a youthful look.

"That might be true," Peter Parker said as he sat back in his hair and placed his feet on the bed, thinking about his current situation.

What Miles had said could very well be true, Afterall he was sucked up by a strange portal and ended up in New York, but completely different, and he was even supposedly dead?

As much as he didn't want to believe something like this, he had to remember that there were a lot of supernatural forces in this world.

"Well, it was nice meeting you kid, I gotta see if I can leave somehow," Peter Parker said as he hurried towards the window and immediately shot out his web shooters.

Miles didn't say anything and watched as Peter's body seemed to twitch uncontrollably before he fell from the side of the building.

"Fuck!, what is going on," Peter said as he spat out the mouthful of yellow snow he had accidentally swallowed due to his fall.

"You think this is funny?" His attention returned to Miles who was chuckling and watching him from the open window in his room.

"hehe, it seems like you are stuck here in my dimension Spiderman," Miles said before hopping out of the window and looking at Peter Pitifully.

"You think I don't realize that?" Peter said frustratingly, he still wanted to return to his dimension, there were still a lot of things for him to do.

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