꧁Chapter Two꧂

"When did this start Y/N ?" my dad asked as he sat on the couch across from me.My mother sat next to him with her hand gently placed on his shoulder.

"It started ..."I paused for a second thinking of the best way to explain to them how I had gained my powers. I let out a long sigh before starting the story of how I had become a second "Spider-Man".

"I got my powers a week or so before I turned 15,all I remember is going on a field trip to a science lab that was experimenting with radioactivity on animals."I looked up at my parents making sure they were following along."They gave us a tour through the whole lab and just as we were about to leave I felt a prick on my finger,when I looked down I saw a blue and red black widow." Upon finishing my sentence my parents looked at each other,I could see they were both concerned,nonetheless I continued.

"After the field trip I started to feel a bit feverish but I just brushed it off as being exhausted so I took a nap.After that day I felt better than ever I also started seeing that I had improved all my five senses along with having developed a 'sixth sense.' "  I say with air quotes on the sixth sense part.

"Why didn't you tell us ?"My mother asked,with a look of hurt spreading across her features.

"I simply didn't feel like stressing you guys out so I kept it hidden" I answered with a slight shrug.

" When did you become Spider-Man ?"I hear my younger brother say from behind the couch.

"Not too long ago, At first I only used my powers for my own benefit until I realized I could do more"As I finish my sentence my brother comes out from behind the couch.

"When I decided to become a hero I started by learning about how spiders make webs to start producing artificial webbing.It took  a while to get it just right but when I did I moved on to making my suit. After doing so, my second life started as the second spider man" After I finished explaining I look up at my family waiting to see their reactions. To my surprise my parents pull me into and embrace.

After the emotional moment I explained to them that we were going to have to leave to make sure we'd be okay. My parents weren't exactly on board with the idea but after a bit of convincing we started packing to spend the next month or so at our beach house up in Rockaway beach.

After I finished packing I head over to Peter's apartment to say fair well.

After seeing May and Peter off I returned to my apartment to help pack my luggage into the car.

As we drive off I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for leaving Peter to deal with this on his own.