Peter moved about as he started to wake up in the cold alleyway tossing and turning like he had a bad dream. “No, stay away from them Thanos dude,NO!!!!!” Peter screamed as he shot up sweat pouring down his, he had just dreamed that Aunt May, Ned, M.J., Mr Stark, and his Uncle Ben were murdered by Thanos. “Thank god,” Peter said, hanging his head down, “what are you, you FREAK!!” Peter heard a voice in his head.
“What?” Peter asked himself as he was trying to get up on his two back hooves but fell over and hit his head on the ground, “ah,GOD DAMMIT!” Peter groaned as he slowly crawled along the ground and saw a puddle. “Thank god, now I can finally see what I look like,” Peter said in relief, Peter reached the puddle and to his horror, saw a colt with custard brown fur and dark brown hair wearing his iron spider suit. Peter let out a horrified scream as he crawled back to the wall breathing heavily.
“What the hell am I?” Peter asked looking at his hooves in front of his face. “Well clearly buy the hooves. I am a horse of some sort,” Peter said looking down at his suit, “well need to get this thing off,” Peter said as he tapped his chest but nothing happened.“Ok, well this suit isn’t coming off,” Peter said getting up on all four of his Hooves and went over to a dumpster and started to go through it. Peter pulled out his head in his mouth was a torn black jumper. Peter spat it on the ground gagging, “gross,” Peter said as he put on the jumper and went out into the streets, all around him ponies either in carriages or on the streets.
“Umm, hello, Mr…. um Mrs, miss,” Peter said getting knocked down by a colt, Peter started to tear up but got back up and sat down on the side.
“Disgusting,” A colt muttered under his breath, Peter felt like a disgrace in a new world and no way to get home.
“WHAT THE FFF…. AHHHH,” A mare screamed. Peter stood up and in the sky saw, the Vulture. “Wait, what, ho… it doesn’t matter,” Peter said as he started to run through the crowd and shoved everypony in front aside, “hey Vulture,” Peter called out but got no response, “HEY, TOOMES!!!” Peter screamed out. Toomes looked down and in shock saw Peter an
“How is he here?” Toomes asked as he continued to fly off, Peter eyes squeezed as he jumped up and flipped from one wall to another and launched himself up into the air.
“I really haven’t thought this through,” Peter said as he started to fall but landed on the roof of a train station, “ah, my back,” Peter said. He got up holding onto his back and saw Toomes, Peter grunted and started to run as fast as he could. Peter yanked his hoof out expecting webbing but instead saw nothing, “oh yeah no digits,” Peter said.
Peter started to hit his web shooters and then suddenly the web exploded wrapping Peter up in it but luckily got some attached to the Vulture “yes,” Peter said breaking the webbing around him. Peter held onto the strand of webbing as he slowly climbed up, “nah, hey Toomes,” Peter said, Toomes looked down and started to kick a spin around in circles.
Peter gripped on tightly but soon slipped and broke threw roof of a train carriage and landed on the dirty floor with nopony inside. Peter laid there groaning and grunting as he started to black out, “no, mu...s..t… st….a.y ..a.wak,” Peter fanited have not finished his sentence.
Two days later Peter was still there, still asleep but then the doors opened as the main 6 entered, “who the hell is he,”.