Self Help (Part 1)

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦...

The Green Goblin's eyes widened at the display of Spider-Man speed as the once hero, wearing his all-black symbiote, reeled his fist back and punched the Green Goblin in his spine, causing him to bend backward as his spine broke in half. "AAAAH- AHHH..." The Green Goblin groaned in agony. He couldn't believe it, he suddenly was unable to move anything below his waist due to the tremendous strength of the attack. "You probably lost all feeling in your legs, right? Can't have you running off on me." Spider-Man said as the Goblin slumped over onto the ground like an empty mascot suit.

Spider-Man walked around the now paralyzed Green Goblin, looking down at the filth with hateful eyes. "I've seen you kill my girlfriend and my best friend hundreds of times over..."

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆!

Spider-Man socked the Green Goblin in the chin, causing the monster to fall over on his side, still unable to move anything below the waist. "The 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 I feel when I look at your pathetic face is far beyond any type of fury I have ever felt."

The Green Goblin began forming fire around his fist to retaliate, only for Spider-Man to continue to attack.

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆!

Spider-Man stomped on the Green Goblin's head with such force, it would have burst like a melon if the Goblin were still human. "The 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 I feel knowing that I've had to reduce myself to 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 is something I can't even comprehend."

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆!

"I've 𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙙."

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆!

"I've 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙙."

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆!

"I've 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙!"

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆!

"All because you wanted to prove a point to me..." By this point, the Green Goblin's firey aura was flickering and nearly depleted. Spider-Man knelt down and grabbed the Green Goblin by one of his horns and forcing him to look up at him. "Well, I have a point that I want to prove to you. I'll show you what happens when the boy who plays the hero 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨!"

Before Spider-Man could snap the horn off, the Green Goblin disappeared with a flash, and a blue streak of Godspeed energy was left behind him. "What!?" Spider-Man shouted in shock and began looking around frantically until this time, a black streak of electricity appeared in front of him, revealing the after-image of himself from a future timeline, wearing a white symbiote.

"Where's the Green Goblin?" the Spider-Man in white asked, getting straight to the point.

"I don't know. He was here and then he was gone the next moment. I finally had him! I was-" before the Spider-Man in black could go on a tangent, his future self interrupted him.

"He's in my timeline. I knew it." the future Spider-Man seemed relieved that his theory was correct, meaning his new plan was sure to work. "Listen, I have a plan and I need you to be on board with me. You're the only one who can make it possible."

"You want me to come to your timeline?" the past Spider-Man asked.

"Not just you, but four others. Right now, there are four more guys that don't belong in my timeline. We need the four other Eren Parkers from their timelines to help us fight. As you can see, I have no physical form here. That's because my real body is moments from death, but we can prevent it if we return with all six of us."

The Spider-Man in black didn't say a word in reaction to this news. At this point, he was willing to do anything to save his own timeline and the future Spider-Man knew this. Before the Eren of the past could decline, the future Eren added to the deal. "You're probably thinking, 'Who cares about this guy's timeline? It's not my problem.' but that's where you're wrong. These guys might come to your timeline next. If I can't beat him, then you sure as hell can't by yourself."

The Spider-Man in black exhaled. 'Damn it.' he thought to himself, realizing there was no way out of this. "Okay. What do you want me to do?" the Spider-Man in black asked.

"We're going to go visit the others. We need to go back to Dad's hospital. The exact moment we visited after traveling through time for the first time. We need to make sure that the us from that time hears what Dad needs to tell him before we appear."

"Okay, but wouldn't that ruin that timeline?" the spider in black asked cautiously.

"Yes, but the timelines are already ruined. I have no idea the ramifications, but it has to be far worse than a few altered timelines. It's just five ruined timelines out of infinite."

"I can't argue with that, I guess. You're not really giving me a choice, so let's go."

Both Spider-Men took off, leaving a blue and black trail behind them before going back in time together...

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Wearing his red and blue costume, Spider-Man knelt beside his father's deathbed, speaking to him with tears in his eyes. His father was holding onto his hand, giving his son some final words before moving on to the other side.

"Promise me... please, Eren. Give me this one final wish." Tears began falling from his father's face. He was so proud of his son, knowing that he was passing on the torch after his death. All he wanted was for that torch to continue to be passed.

"Okay, Dad. I'll keep being Spider-Man." Eren told him, choking up with each word.

"Eren, if there's one thing that you'll remember out of all the things I've ever told you, remember this next thing well: With great power, comes great responsibility. I love you, Son." With those final words leaving his mouth, Richard Parker leaned back in his death bed and began to finally let go.

He was holding on for so long, almost as if something was telling him to. He realized that this was why, this was his fate, to be there for his son when he needed him the most.

Eren could feel his father's grip loosen, as his heart rate monitor began to decline. His father had a smile on his face, one that remained up until his heartbeat ceased.

Eren stood up on his own two feet, looking down at his father with a solemn smile one last time. "I love you too, Dad. Thank you."

"Hey." the Spider-Man in white said from behind, leaning up against the door frame with his other self standing beside him.

The Spider-Man in red and blue wiped his tears and looked at both the black and white spiders in front of him. Immediately, Spider-Man knew what the two versions of himself being there meant. "You're from the future, aren't you?" he asked them both.

"Yeah, we are. We need your help. We're putting together a team of Spider-Men from different timelines. The Mysterio from your timeline is in my timeline with five more of our villains of the past and future. He's a villain you haven't faced, he's actually one of Cindy's. I thought about bringing her here instead of you, but I think bringing you would be best. We don't know what time travel may do to her body. If you don't help us, who knows what they'll do to countless timelines."

"I'll go. Let's save everyone." the hero in red and blue answered quickly.

Both the white-suited Spider-Man and black-suited Spider-Man looked at each other, surprised at the heroism on display. It was sad to see how much they'd changed in such a short amount of time. They both knew that neither of them would be so willing to help so quickly. Perhaps it was due to being fresh off of his father's speech to him.

The Spider-Man in black grabbed the red and blue hero's arm and the three of them blasted off out of the hospital and through time together.

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Spider-Man, wearing his black and gold Wakandan costume, fought alongside Silk against Dr. Octavius inside a hospital.

Spider-Man, wanted to get a closer look at Dr. Octavius's tentacles, so he entered his Ultimate Godspeed form again so he could quickly get behind the doctor. Due to his processing speed, usually, things around him would seem as if they were moving slower than usual. However, Spider-Man's lenses widened upon seeing that Otto's mechanical limbs were moving as if they were breaking the rules of the illusion of slowed time. They were tracking his eye movements, repositioning accordingly.

This was Eren's first time studying the nuances of each tentacle's design, his first time really looking at all four of them. They all looked similar, having three claws that could open and close, but they all seemed unique at the same time.

They seemed alive.

Each tentacle had a red, glowing light at the center of them, staring at Eren as if they were eyes.

Eren was frozen in the same spot, completely unmoving, confusing both Cindy and Dr. Octavius. "Spider-Man?" Silk asked, watching the boy standing in place, stunned.

'This doesn't make any sense? How?' he thought, unable to comprehend how Otto's mechanical limbs were moving in the way that they were. 'Is this all in my head? Am I just afraid?' Spider-Man's lenses furrowed as he came to one last conclusion. 'No, it must be because of the AI. It's reading my every move.'

"Otto... how much control do you have over the arms? Can you hold them still? Just for a few seconds?" Spider-Man stepped forward slowly in his normal state, watching the tentacles closely.

"It hurts. I can do it, but it hurts."

"Okay, that's good. That's great! Just hold them steady for me okay? We're gonna take a look back there."

Octavius nodded, allowing Spider-Man and Silk to slowly approach and walk around Dr. Octavius and his mechanical limbs. As they walked by, the tentacles were trying to break through Otto's control, making similar movements to a dog being pulled by its leash and held back by its owner.

Once Spider-Man and Silk were behind Otto, they took a look at the inhibitor chip on the doctor's nape, causing Silk to cover her mouth with her hand as she felt like she wanted to vomit. "Oh my god..." she whispered shakily, looking at the blood and puss covering the inhibitor chip. The skin around it was completely fried, having scabs and peeling skin all around it.

The chip itself was extremely damaged, it was far beyond repair, not without any tools. As Eren continued to observe, he noticed that Dr. Octavius was begging to tremble, he was begging to lose control.

"I can't- I can't hold..." Octavius spoke with a strained voice.

In an instant, Dr. Octavius disappeared with a blue streak of electricity left where he once stood. Both Silk and Spider-Man were confused, only to grow more confused when three more Spider-Men appeared near the same spot.

"There's... four of you right now." Silk whispered, looking at all four of the heroes standing around and looking at each other.

"Eren, I know this is going to be very confusing, but we are you from the future. Very soon, you will learn how to time travel. That's how we got here, we time-traveled to the exact moment before Dr. Octavius died. A villain of mine, from the future, is gathering a team of villains from your past and future. There are six of them and we need six of us."

"No way." both Silk and the Wakandan Spider looked at each other with wide eyes. "You figured out time travel!?"

"I figured out time travel!"

As the two spiders geeked out with each other, the other three looked at each other before the all-white Spider-Man cleared his throat loudly.

"Oh, sorry." the Wakandan Spider apologized before looking at Cindy. She grabbed his hand and looked him in the eyes with a soft grin hidden under her mask. "You should help them."

The black and gold-wearing hero looked at his future selves and nodded. "Yeah, alright. Let's go."

Once again, a Spider-Man was quick to agree. It really showed the two oldest spiders just how much they changed over time.

Spider-Man, wearing his black symbiote, grabbed both Spider-Men from his past and blasted out of the hospital, leaving Cindy by herself. "Please come back safely." she whispered to herself, understanding that if a battle required that much firepower, it must be something far beyond anything she could imagine.