Spider-Trinity: Reborn Into Marvel Universe

Once Peter 616 activated the sphere, everything began to take effect. Looking closely, one might have thought he had briefly entered a trance, though it lasted only a few seconds. When he looked at the sphere again, tears began to gather in his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

"I will make you proud of the man I am going to become, Uncle Ben," he said while looking at the sphere with determination.

He carefully took the sphere and put it away. This was his only opportunity to see and hear his Uncle Ben through an object containing a small fragment of his soul, a place he could occasionally turn to for advice.

When he heard his uncle explain what the sphere was, Peter 616 had initially been startled, but he calmed down upon learning that it contained only a fragment of his soul and that the fragment could return to where it belonged. The sphere was intended to help him through difficult moments, though he would have only a limited number of opportunities to speak with his uncle through it.

Even so, Peter 616 was grateful to have any opportunities at all.

Then he looked at the papers.

As he began reading, his eyes widened until they seemed ready to leave their sockets. He could not believe what he was seeing, yet everything on the documents told him that it was completely real.

Tears began falling from his eyes.

This time, they were tears of happiness.

For years, he had unknowingly cared not merely for his nephews, but for his own children with the woman he had fallen in love with long ago and still loved. He had suppressed those feelings after she married, forcing that love into the deepest corner of his heart.

Now, with this revelation, that small flame became a raging wildfire.

Turning the sheet over, he noticed something written on the back.

"Peter Parker,

If you are wondering how this miracle happened twice, thank Deadpool and his self-created alcoholic beverage, which is mostly coffee. Your drug, in other words. I recommend creating a countermeasure against it. I have given you most of the information. Now it is up to you to remember when you drank this beverage.

Also, be prepared, because I did a few things while looking for you, such as passing information about you to certain people, along with recommendations and hypotheses. Do not worry. Nothing important.

I am simply waiting to see how you create the Harem Initiative."

When he finished reading, countless thoughts rushed through his head, but all of them were pushed aside when his phone rang.

Looking at the caller, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Hello? Ahem, I mean, hello, Valeria?"

A laugh came from the other side, making his smile widen.

"Hi, Dad! Mom said she wants you to come because she needs to talk to you about what Uncle Peter showed us. Uncle Johnny also wants to talk to you and said not to keep him waiting or he will come after you. Love you, bye, Dad!"

The call ended.

Peter 616’s smile froze.

He immediately began considering the best possible places to escape.

The Cayman Islands.

Easter Island.

He even considered the Savage Land.¹

Then he thought about the children and sighed.

Before going back into the bar, he cursed Peter for leaving him in this situation. Just as he was about to close the door, his phone rang again. Looking at the contact, he was surprised that this particular person was calling him.

"Hi, Emma. What do you need?" he asked curiously.

"I wanted to tell you that you were right after all. We studied the Cuckoos’ DNA in depth and detected a small trace of you in them. Apparently, the girls have more of me than of you. If you could come, we could awaken their DNA, and I.... I.... wanted to talk to you about some things. Maybe you could come tomorrow so we can chat and do everything together.... what do you think?"

"That would be fantastic," Peter 616 answered automatically, still unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Thank you. The girls send their regards-...."

"Goodbye, Dad!"

"Girls, give that back!"

Several voices spoke at once, and before the call disconnected, Emma’s scream could be heard.

The moment the call ended, another appeared.

Peter 616 looked fearfully at his phone.

With a trembling hand, he accepted the call and brought it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Parker. It seems Wade did not lie to me."

"Nathan¹? What is wrong? Is something happening with Jean or Hope?"

"I did not just call to tell you that we will meet tomorrow at the school. I have some things to discuss with you regarding the future."

"What things?"

"Like, for example, my father’s DNA being replaced with yours, and the fact that I now look younger, have hazel eyes and spider powers, along with memories I did not possess before."

"What?!"

"I am surprised too, but not disgusted. I would rather have a different genetic donor than Summers. Anyway, tomorrow we will discuss how the future changed for the better and how we will arrange things in this timeline. From what I remember, I lived a better life with you than with that other one. Goodbye."

The call ended.

Peter 616 collapsed against the wall, staring blankly ahead with his mouth open in astonishment. He could not process everything happening around him.

All he knew was that it was Peter’s fault.

When the phone rang again, his heart nearly stopped, but he sighed in relief when he saw that it was not a call but a message.

Looking at the sender, he saw that it was from his sister.

Teresa¹: I understand the message you sent earlier, Peter. I need some time to think about it. I am flattered that you want to form a relationship, and I am glad to know that if we have children, because of your spider DNA, there is no way they will have any genetic complications at birth. I hope you are not disappointed by this. Give me some time to clear my mind, and I will give you an answer. I love you.

Peter 616 dropped the phone.

Then he looked toward the sky and began cursing eighteen generations of ancestor of Peter with every insult he had learned during years of patrols.