Marvel Universe 616/B
Earth
New York City, Manhattan
Peter's Apartment
Peter POV:
"FUCK!" I swore out for both reasons.
First, my body feels like I was hit by The Hulk and Thing together.
And second, I just feel the mother of all the headaches as I receive Peter memories.
It's unbelievable the amount of suffering that Peter had to go through.
Lossing his parents
Suffering bullying at school
Losing his uncle
The death of Captain Stacy
The death of Gwen Stacy
Being buried alive by Kraven
Losing his newborn daughter to the Green Goblin
Discover that he was cheated on by Gwen with Fucking NORMAN OSBORN
The entire civil war
Making a deal with Mephisto and losing his marriage and unborn daughter
A Horrible date-life that can only be describe as garbage dumpster fire full of vomit and shit
Morlun and the inheritors
House of M
Doctor Octopus taking over his body
And now the most recent bullshit
Figthing The Emisary, getting blacklisted by every possible superhero group while trying to get back MJ from another dimension only to discover that to her 4 years had passed, that she now was married to that ASSHOLE PAUL and now hate Pete-Me.
Then getting shit on by everyone, even Aunt May, who here is married to Jonah Jameson.
God! Peter is only 28 years old!
Then a newly improved Sinister-Six led by Doctor Oc, which is now in a new cloned body made of Peter's own DNA, took a group of 50 students from a daycare hostage during a field trip at a park in New York, among them relatives of Peter's friends, and called him.
The original Peter asked for help from everyone he could, whether it was the Avengers, the Fantastic Four, the X-Men, the Defenders, or the other spider-powered heroes like Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy-65(Spider-Gwen) and Cindy Moon, but he was rejected by every single one of them.
So there Peter goes, fighting completely overwhelmed by every side. Peter manages to save the kids but is critically attacked by Doctor Ock's tentacle, which is coated with a very virulent venom.
After that, Peter managed to escape and reach his apartment, but by the time his wounds and the poison had already done much damage, he had died on the floor, bloody and alone in a crappy and old apartment.
That's the end of The Spider-Man.
'I REFUSE! I refuse to let Peter Parker's legacy go to waste like this! I angrily thought
Is it with that thought that I force my aching body to stand up? Just now I realized that I am wearing a spi-mine suit, or what's left of it.
My body protests with every move and every breath burns.
'Probably a couple of broken ribs' Thanks to OG Peter memory, I can tell, as it's not the first time.
Also thinking about Peter OG memories
A lot of very inportant events havent happen
Like The Word War Hulk, The whole Avengers vs X-Men arch and The Civil War 2 and some others events that happen on Marvel didn't happen or better didn't happen yet
Very worring to think about it
But I can't do that now
Maybe when I have my new powers and be as far as this hellhole that is this city
After a few minutes of moving extremely slowly, I finally manage to get up.
My suit is completely drenched in blood and grime, leaving my chest bare, and I stare at it in morbid interest as the amount of scars I have
From cuts, bullets to burns, all over my body
"Yeah, Peter has been doing this for a while," I say while gazing at the amount of scars that I now have.
I need to get the medkit.
CLINK!
My foot hit something. I look down and see a vial, my boon and chance to survive on this dangerous world.
I quickly grab it, not even bothering to feel the pain.
I examine the vial, still the same, no change, thank God!
'Wait! I am not in my apartment anymore. I see myself in a large, dark room, with candles for light and a large throne made of black bones.
"Wow! God really outdid himself," I say while looking around.
I see that there's an envelope sitting on the throne. I slowly limp my way towards
"Agh!" I grunt while sitting on the throne and grab the envelope.
I open it, and it's a letter.
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As I said, this is the dimension that will cloak your existence while you become the darkness. I made sure that this dimension is unbreacable by any being, including The One Above All. After you drink the essence, this dimension will become your own realm of darkness. Fair warning: After you drink, your presence will be felt in the cosmos, and as such, entities such as Odin, the Ancient One, and others will know that you exist but won't be able to locate you. There is no need to fear the Living Tribunal erasing you away or being sealed away, as you can just return to here any time.
Also, you can try getting control of the Darkforce, the Marvel-less version of The Darkness. The Darkforce is less powerful in comparison to you and don't have a owner.
I think that's all.
Good Luck!
Signed
GOD
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Ok, good to know. I knew that my 'existence' would draw attention.
At least now I have a bit of time before they know it's me.
I look at the vial in my hand. A purple and black liquid that swirls inside, and some bits of pink inside of it
"I wish to become The Darkness," I tell the vial. While this may sound stupid, the liquid stops swirling for a second before starting to swirl again.
I uncapped the vial and held up
"Let's get this over with!" I said
Then I gulped down the vial.
The taste is...bittersweat.
"Oh! It wasn't that bad." I tried to say before feeling my body shattering and ripping apart and darkness engulfing my body, breaking and remaking and spreading across the whole room, then the whole dimension.
While I can only hear one thing
EMBRACE THE DARKNESS, PETER!
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Third-person POV:
The Cosmos:
The universe was following its order of destruction and rebirth.
Suddenly the order was disturbed, and an overwelming darkness spread toward every part of the cosmos.
The darkness carried an unbelievably large amount of power; it embowed hate, chaos, anger, and destruction but also carried creation, gentleness, and soothiness.
It felt primal; it made itself part of the Cosmo, like it was always being part of it.
On earth, a woman carrying a serene face frowned as she felt the ripples that this new entity was sending on the entire face.
"I didn't foresee this," the Ancient One said as she hurriedly unlocked the eye of Agamoto and revealed the time stone.
She started to use it on many timelines, but she couldn't get past a wall of pure darkness obscuring her vision.
Causing fear to creap in her heart as now the future she envisioned was not going to come
She then keeps trying again and again.
Meanwhile in Golden City, floating grandiosely on the space
Resides Asgard, the home of the Norse Gods, and in the golden palace, sitting on the throne.
Is an older man, his hair and beard white, wearing an eye patch and wearing golden armor while wielding a golden spear with runes incraves on it, The All-Father Odin Borson.
He gazes at the cosmos with his good eye, seeing the changes that this new entity has brought to the universe just by being born.
For more that he tries, he can't locate from where it is located.
"My King!" A black man with golden eyes wearing golden armor with a large greatsword knees dutyfully to his king.
"Did you manage to locate it, Heimdall?" Odin asks his watcher.
"I am sorry, my king, but I can't; the location evades completely my vision," Heimdall informs regretfully.
Odin hums as he thinks of this new development.
Not even he could find it.
"Very well! Returns to your duties, but keep trying!" Odin orders
Heimdall bows and leaves to do his king order.
Leaving Odin to think alone of what this entity might be and what it wants
On a lower dimension, full of fire and brimestone, accompanied by the screams of tortured souls as they are made playthings by demons.
On the center stands a large castle made of red-blooded bricks, and in the center resides a being with red skin, wearing a red cape with an everpresent evil grin on his face.
But that grin is surprising absent now, and the screams of the souls also stopped.
Because of the weight of this new entity, it strokes the mephisto dimension with such malice and hate directed right at Mephisto.
Mephisto felt fear for the first time since immorial as this entity rivaled him on malice.
He never felt such a burning hate before.
What he didn't see was that the three glowing white globs of light and pureness locking on a bone necklace were expressing happiness at the feeling of the entity power.
They didn't feel fear or anger; they only felt care and love for the entity.
On a planet hidden in the obscure part of the galaxy
On a planet full of slimey black creatures, in the center of the planet is a being.
A pale humanoid with equaly pale hair, trapped by his own creations
He has been imprisoned by eons in a deep slumber.
But even his eternal dream wasn't spared by the ripples of power of this new entity.
Knull felt the entity might; this Darkness didn't answer to him, even lash out at him.
To Knull felt like what it was before light came.
Older than him but a newborn as the same time
Unrestrain chaotic Darkness, unbound and unbroken
After gauging at it, he returns to his slumber, waiting for the day he would get free. He would then seek this entity and see which darkness is more dark.
On a nearby galaxy, a silver being rides a silver board stand next to a massive purple being.
They both felt it as the ripples wash over them
"Master did you feel it?" The Silver Sufer ask his master
"I did my herald, this entity is a primal one, it's just born and I can feel it all around us, in every part of every particucle of the universe, a truly powerfull being to escape from the eyes of Galactus" Galactus The World Eater say while gazing at the new balance to the cosmo with his cosmic awareanse
Meanwhile in a golden realm standing tall is a gigantic golden being
This being have three head, one completly covered with a purple cloak, another with half of his face covered and the middle one completly bare
"Impossible!" The three heads say simuatasnly
The Living Tribunal felt this entity being born and before he could anything, this new entity had completly integrate itself within the cosmo
The Living Tribunal first thought that such entity would stary destroying the balance of the universe but it didn't
It just incorparate itself on the balance
A single entity of Darkness, a entity of Creation and Destruction, a living contradition
That also escaped his vision
Something that only beyonders were capable but never at level
The Living Tribunal would keep watch for this entity and sed if it would be a threat to the balance
On a dark realm full of undead souls protecting it by order of their Mistress, is a standing of throne made of white boney with a figure of a woman sitting on it but with a white skull as a face
Death was pondering how could such entity exist, a entity that she didn't kind of hold, a entity just born but at the same time felt more old than her
"Perphaps that Brat Beyonder might be behind this" Death grumps as she kept trying to locate this entity but even with omnicience she couldn't find it
Which irritated her to no end
All entities varying from Gods, Demons and cosmic being felt the arrival of this new entity
All of them asking themselves the same
'What is this and what's it capable!'
But at the end the ripples of power finally reached a entity
This entity felt it but instead of feeling fear or curiosity he only give a warm smile as he gaze at his whole creation
"Excelsior!" He said before going help his lovely Joan on the kitchen
*RIP STAN LEE*
THE MAN WHO GAVE US OUR HEROS
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Third person POV :
The Realm of Darkness
In the center of the realm it have a large black castle
At the throne room it have a large Cocoon made of pitch black darkness
The Cocoon pulse and the entire realm pulse as well
Then suddenly stop, like the time had freeze
Then sudden the casulo start to dwiled down, getting smaller and Smaller until being absorved by the kneeling being that was inside of it
The being is completely covered in pitch black scales with golden-yellow and purple outlines covering his body, his whole body armored by it, with glowing golden-green eyes.
His fingers looking like sharp claws on the top of his fingernails
The being slowly stands
He gaze at himself before he flex his body, the whole dimension dilate itself as the being claim the dimension
The whole dimension surrenders to the being
becoming part of him
The being look at his hand then he close his fist tightly
"Now we are talking about it!" Peter say smirking at the amount of power at his hands
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Peter POV:
I can feel my realm, I can feel the lasting presence of myself bleeding throught out the universe, the shadows are my presence on the universe
I can feel everything
Gods, Demons, Cosmic beings I can feel all of them
The Higher and Lower Dimensions and their Overlords
The Balance which I am part of it now
It's Unbelivable!
I look at my hand and tight it in a fist
The amount of power is indestricable
I thought I would be powerfull but I couldn't ever imagine this amount
I also have all of The Darkness and it's various host memories
Almost 10,000 years of memories, not so good memories as the people who got the Darkness weren't exactly good people
But their experiences got passe down to me
The Darkness had tons of host who were Warriors, Healers, Thiefs, Criminals, Mobsters and more despicable things that man can do
But experience is experience, not I now have more combat experience than Captain America, Wolverine and Black Panther together
I even got Jackie Estacado memories
Oh boy that man live a life on extremes
Or extreme good or extreme bad
But now I have more control over the Darkness powers or should I say, my powers
I command the shadows to form themselves before me
A thin pillar of shadow rise and stands in front of me reflecting my apearance
"Well I do look diferrent, I used to have skin and now I don't, can't get any diferrent from that" I say while looking at my new form made completly of solid dark matter
Then my attenttion is directed by my little Peter hanging in the middle of my legs
'Wow....just wow! How the hell do I run with that' I think as I see the Big improvements that I know have
"Ok let's stop with the Patrick Bateman experience before this get out of control" I said while trying to move on from My Little Peter
I return to look at myself in the mirror
I need to change my appearance, I can't go out there looking like a Power Range villain
I can manipulate Darkness to create anything I want, including myself
I focus on myself, reimagining myself while also retaning my face that Peter gave me but changing a few things as while I am both Peter and John, I am also a new person, my own person
"Ok time to play the sims character creation" I say happily at using my powers
My whole body began change, my body loses it scale appearance and skin again composes my body and this time without being marred by scars, skin soft as a newborn
While Peter body was muscular he had a build similar to a swimmer build
I am highly muscular, not overly, but enough
A bit diferent from my previous body
Then shoulder-length black hair sprouts from the top of my head replacing once Peter brown hair,
My face shape itself, chiseled features, angular cheekbones, and brown eyes, I kept the small amount of beard that Peter was to busy to cut
The shadows startes to materalize and surrond my body, they began to change shape and covering myself
Then they became a black italian suit
'Damn.....I look good!' I think as I watch my new form
When I woke up, I wasn't expecting to Peter look like young Ben Barnes
I thought he would look like Andrew Garfield or even Tobey Maguire but hey I am not complaning
Also mental note: if I ever go to MCU or earth 19999, stay a good distance from the Punisher, I wouldnt want to kill one of my favorite Anti-Heros just because I have the face of the guy who killed his family
But getting back on track
Ok let's see
New Powers-check
New Body-check
Get Money
Get the fuck out New York
Ok still got things to do
Let's go!
I focus on leaving my dimension and a pitch-black portal appears before me and I walk through it
Then I find myself back on my crappy apartmeant
My blood stained floor not making it any better
'Fuck I need to clean that shit, better not leave a puddle of dna in a world of mad scientist who like to clone more than they like to get laid' I think as I go get the blood bucket
Which was the nickname that Peter gave to the bucket and esfregao that Peter kept using to clean the blood after the patrol
'Wait...I can get my minions to do my job' I smack myself as I forget the most principal part of my power
I focus my powers and start to mold the dark as I desire
The shadows swirl in vortex in front of me
Dust and even the light coming from the lights are absorved by the dark vortex
Then a small goblin-like creature comes out of it
It was small and crooked, his skin is a dark grey color, wearing a cat pelt over his head, his ears pointy, his teeths sharp and crooked and with glowing yellow eyes and for unkown reason wearing a united kingdom t-shirt
*No Knife*
"Sup Boss!" The Darkling waves at me with enthusiasm
Well....my first Darkling
Neat
"Clean that up and don't leave any trace" I order him
"You got it boss!" The Darkling obeys and proptlies grab the esfregão and start to clean
"Well that work out" I said to myself as I watch the Darkling quickly clean the blood pudle
'Well they are very-'
BARGH!
My thoughts are interrupted as the Darkling open his mouth and release a torrent of black fire at the bucket and esfregão, reduncing them to ashes
'Yeah I forgot that they can breath fire' I think to myself
The Darkling then turn and with his dark finger with claws on the point gives me a thumb up
"Thanks" I say and the Darkling dissapears on the dark
I drop down on my old broken couch and start to think
I need fast money and get out of the city by at least tomorrow morning
But how
Steal a bank? Possible but too much attettion
Steal from someone? Better but who?
Who I know that is rich enough for me steal to get the fuck out the country and I don't give a damn to steal from it ?
Kingpin!
I coming from you money fatso
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New York City
2:40 AM
Peter Pov:
Walking through the empty streets of the city that never sleeps is a unique experience
The usually horde of people that walk here are gone, Prostitutes and Drug dealears now roam the street
I feel like Roscharq now
"Hey pretty boy! I can rock you world for 50 bucks" One of the ladies of the night offers sensuality
"Sorry ladies! I am broke as fuck" I tell them as I walk pass them
They just shrug and go back to trying to find a client
'Hum... pretty boy huh!' I think in amusement as I made my way towards my first destination
That being one of 3 warehouses that Kingpin uses to lawnder money and guns
Which God knows how much good would be nice to have
I think Peter have less than 100 dollars in his Bank account
Ok I think I already left enough of a trail for to be followed when Time come for the heroes come after me
Time to use the rooftops
I walk to a nearby dark alley
The Dark greets me, strengthing me even more
No people
No cameras
Perfect!
I flex my legs and jump right to the top of the 4 floor building in front me
I shift my clothes, my black coat and black pants change, covering my whole body, becoming a my new armor, my armor having spikes at my back reminasce of carapucha of insects
A Dark silver mask covers half of my face, leaving only my forehead and hair unconvered
Dark silver spiked Gauntles and boots
Golden scales on my chest and forearms
"Time to work!" I say out loud after marveling at my armor and the powerfull feeling that it give me
I take a few steps back before breaking into a run but before the end of the roof, I jump
"WOOOHOO!" I shout in glee
I reach almost 20 meters on air and lading on the building across the street with grace
Almost 15 years of being Spider-man gives someone experience of Parkour and now with my new powers making even easier to move through the rooftops
'Let's see what I can do now' I think
I start to test my abilities while parkouing through the roofs
Twirling acrobático on air
The freedom is amazing
I keep making my way through the roofs to my first destination
I could use tendrils made with out of Darkness but that would make people realise that I am Spider man or I am tied with the web Warriors
The more time people take to make thr connection between Spider-Man and me, the better for me
I know that when Spider-man don't appear anymore, Crime will shot up, The Avengers and Fantastic Four will not interven until the situation is out of control
The Defenders will try but will not be able to handle
And the X-Men don't give a shit as they are still sufering throught the whole
'No more Mutants' thing
I plan to be very far away from this timebomb I can
I land on the top of a building and across is my target
A construction site belonging to a certain Fisk Enterprises
Aka
Kingpin
I use my new powers to gaze into the shadows on the building
I can see from every shadow inside and outside the building
Even from the most faint shade
42 Guards, all heavily armed, the bulding have 32 floors and 2 underground levels and a secret underground where is where the money is laundering
The Guards are stationed on the ground level and the first floor and the bulk of them are standing on the underground levels protecting the entry of the secret level
I need to take them all of them out
Peter never killed anybody
Neither did John
but I do
I am both Peter, John and The Darkness
Lets just say that I am very desistasized about Human life
Darkness gather on my hands before shifting and solidifying in two black and golden .45 pistols
"Showtime!"
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