As a Symbiote in Marvel multiverse

**Earth-928, Spider Society**

Inside a Spider hospital, the quiet hum of machinery filled the air. A Spider-Man lay on his bed with his mask removed, revealing tear-streaked cheeks. He sniffled as he spoke to the Spider-Woman doctor seated beside him.

"You know," he said between sobs, "my life has just been... so sad. I try, but it's like the universe hates me."

The doctor offered a kind smile while gently patting his shoulder. "Sometimes life throws the worst at us, but that doesn't mean it'll always be like this. Focus on the good days ahead. There's always something better waiting for you."

Before the conversation could continue, a thunderous explosion rocked the hospital. The walls caved in as a group of Spider-People with their suits battered and torn, crashed through the rubble, tumbling into the room.

"What now?" the Spider-Man groaned while slumping back into his bed. "Even a therapy isn't safe anymore. My life keeps going from bad to worse."

The doctor sighed while dusting herself off. She glanced out of the newly created hole in the wall, where dozens of Spider-People were swinging in pursuit of someone. "Stay here," she instructed. "It looks like another one of those days."

But the Spider man began to cry even louder thinking about his bad luck while the doctor is trying to cheer him up.

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The Spider-People swarmed like a hive of angry bees, swinging across the sprawling buildings of Spider Society headquarters. At the center of it all was Peter, his movements a blur of precision and chaos.

A Spider-Man armed with electrically charged webbing swung ahead of the group, aiming to disable Peter. He fired a crackling strand of energy-infused webbing toward Peter's back.

Peter's tentacles moved like living extensions of himself, intercepting the webbing mid-flight. The tentacles absorbed the energy, redirecting it back toward the attacker. The Spider-Man convulsed as the charge surged through his body, sending him plummeting to the ground unconscious.

A Spider-Woman attempted a surprise attack, flipping gracefully behind Peter and firing a web at his legs to immobilize him. Peter twisted mid-air, countering with a precision web shot that entangled her legs. She crashed into the wall, only for an electric charge from Peter's webs to knock her out cold.

Then the Spider-People adjusted their strategy, attacking in synchronized waves. Three rushed Peter simultaneously—two from the sides and one diving from above.

Peter leapt upward in a smooth arc, dodging all three strikes. While airborne, his tentacles sprang into action. One disarmed a Spider-Man by wrenching his web shooters, another wrapped around an attacker and slammed them into the floor, and the last deflected the diving Spider-Man's kick.

'Raphael,' Peter called in his mind as he dodged another attack. 'How's the extraction process coming along?'

"15% complete," Raphael responded in Peter's mind. "33 samples collected. Combat efficiency remains optimal. Analysis of their attack patterns is also completed and it suggests you can handle them with basic spider powers."

Peter smirked. "Good to know."

He is not mindlessly attacking them, he is studying their pattern with Raphael to fight them all with minimal energy. He is also collecting thier Bio-mass for future studies, this also leaves them weakened for sometime which gives Peter more opening for attacking.

He then shifted to a more aggressive strategy seeing them weakened, relying on his basic abilities. Firing adhesive web shots, he immobilized several Spider-People in quick succession. Shock blasts from his suit stunned others, leaving them vulnerable to follow-up attacks.

But the Spider-People didn't back down and swarmed him and their coordinated attacks growing more intense as they swung after Peter. He dodged webs, countered strikes, and dismantled their tactics with ease.

Suddenly, the air trembled and a deafening roar echoed through the air. From the crowd emerged a massive T-Rex Spider-Man from Earth-66 Prime with his scales glistening, mask covering his reptilian eyes, and mechanical web shooters strapped to his claws.

The T-Rex let out another roar, "You're done, Parker!" He charged forward, scattering smaller Spider-People in his path.

Peter stopped mid-swing, landing gracefully on a nearby ledge. He tilted his head with a smirk tugging at his lips. "Really? A dinosaur? That's who you're sending after me? Fine, let's see if you bite harder than you roar."

The T-Rex lunged at Peter with surprising speed, snapping his massive jaws. Peter sidestepped the attack effortlessly, flipping over the dinosaur's head.

"Raphael, thoughts on fighting a giant dinosaur Spider-Man?"

"It is very obvious, Peter. Direct attack. One clean hit should suffice. He's big but not invincible. His huge body is his weak point."

Peter landed on the wall, planting his feet firmly. The T-Rex turned, roaring again as he charged. Peter clenched his right fist, "Let's test your durability!" Peter shouted while throwing a single, devastating punch with his right hand.

The impact was explosive. The T-Rex Spider-Man was sent flying backward and his massive body crashing into several buildings and taking out a handful of Spider-People in his path. The force of the punch left a shockwave that rippled through the air, causing nearby Spider-People to stumble.

As the T-Rex groaned, tangled in rubble and webbing, Peter shook his hand while feigning pain. "That's gonna leave a mark—for you, not me."

The remaining Spider-People hesitated for a moment, stunned by how easily Peter dispatched the T-Rex.

"Raphael, how's the extraction process going now?" Peter asked, glancing at the tentacles behind him which also slammed two spider people to the wall and throws them away.

"Biomass collection is at 95%. Combat patterns are fully analyzed."

Peter smirked while swinging back into the fray. "Don't need to tell me twice."

The T-Rex Spider-Man's groans could still be heard faintly in the background as Peter continued dismantling the Spider Society's forces with ease, one punch and tentacle strike at a time was enough to knock them out. The lack of Spider-sence is also a disadvantage for them.

Miguel's fury only grew as the chaos unfolded. He then charged at Peter with his claws gleaming in the light. His movements were a blur of speed and ferocity.

"Everyone, focus on disabling his suit!" Miguel commanded.

Peter met Miguel's charge head-on. Miguel slashed at Peter's chest, but Peter's tentacles blocked the attack, creating a cascade of sparks as claws met reinforced metal.

Miguel pressed the attack, his strikes relentless. Peter countered with precision web shots aimed at Miguel's joints, one struck Miguel's left leg, momentarily throwing him off balance.

"Not bad, Miguel," Peter taunted while dodging another swipe.

Miguel roared in frustration and lunging again. Peter activated his suit's shockwave function, releasing a powerful kinetic blast. The force cleared the area, sending Spider-People flying into walls and onto the ground. Miguel stumbled but quickly regained his footing and his mask cracked a little and his rage is clearly visible.

Peter is now standing amidst the wreckage.

"Enemy resistance: 72% neutralized. Biomass collection: 95% complete." Raphael said in his mind.

Peter nodded while retracting his tentacles and drones. Miguel, struggling to stand, pointed his eyes at Peter with fury burning in them.

"You won't get away with this, Parker!" Miguel growled.

Peter smirked, taking a step back toward the edge of the building. "But it looks like I already am."

Miguel who stood amidst the wreckage with his chest heaving as he scanned the scene. Most of the Spider-People were down, their suits damaged, their bodies defeated. Only a handful remained standing, their resolve visibly faltering.

It is unbelievable that he defeated almost 200 Spider-people by himself.

His gaze then locked onto Peter, who stood tall and was completely unscathed. Miguel's voice was filled with venom and his rage boiling over. "I won't leave you alone, Parker. We won't stop until you're put down for good. Even if it's the last thing I do!"

Miguel leaped into the air with his claws glowing with energy, prepared to strike. But then...

Peter's demeanor shifted. The playful smirk disappeared, replaced by an unnerving calmness. Miguel froze mid-air, unable to move a single muscle.

A cold laugh escaped Peter's mouth as he raised a hand to his face, chuckling softly at first, but it quickly grew louder and more sinister.

"Hahahaha… escape? Me? Hahaha… You still don't get it, do you?"

The laughter echoed through the air, silencing even the bravest of the remaining Spider-People. He then looked at Miguel and Peter's eyes began to glow whitish-blue, radiating an unearthly energy. Sparks of electricity danced along his body, causing his Malvare suit to crack and it began to change into something else.

His body began to shift and grow, the transformation is slow but impactfull, He rose to a towering 10 feet with his form now clad in a black suit with an ominous spider symbol glowing on his chest. His face distorted as a mouth filled with sharp, menacing teeth materialized.

Peter extended his left arm, and Miguel, still frozen in the air, was pulled violently toward him. Miguel's face was inches from Peter's as he struggled and his fear is very visible.

"Playtime is over," Peter growled, his voice distorted and chilling. "Now, I'll show you what real power looks like."

Just as the remaining Spider-People lunged at Peter, a sudden green wave of energy erupted from his body, engulfing the entire battlefield. The wave immobilized everyone it touched, freezing them in place with a glowing green aura.

Peter extended his left hand, and a glowing green magic circle appeared above his right wrist. Time manipulation. He didn't think he use this skill very soon.

Everyone was frozen in time. Only Peter moved freely, he then turned to Miguel. He waved his hand over the magic circle, tilting it slightly. The green aura around Miguel faded, and he collapsed to the floor while gasping for air.

Miguel looked up with his body trembling. "What... what did you do?"

Peter smirked while narrowing his glowing eyes, "Nothing much," he said casually and extending his hand again. With a flick of his fingers, Miguel's suit disintegrated, leaving him in nothing but his underwear.

Miguel struggled to stand but found himself crushed by an invisible force, as though he were carrying several tons of weight. He lifted his head with great difficulty and his eyes meeting Peter's piercing gaze.

Peter took a single step back, and a throne of dark energy materialized behind him. He sat on it leisurely, crossing one leg over the other.

Miguel gritted his teeth with his frustration and helplessness mounting. Suddenly, Peter snapped his fingers. In an instant, symbiote soldiers materialized, each one appearing behind the immobilized Spider-People and with their weapons poised.

Miguel turned his head with immense effort, only to find two energy blades hovering mere inches from his temples. Behind him stood Phantom with his sharp teeth bared as he licked his lips.

"Just give me the order, my liege," Phantom purred with anticipation.

Peter tapped his throne, and Miguel's vision blurred. His world spun, and before he realized what had happened, he was staring at his own body from above—his head had been severed.

But before he could even process his apparent death, a green glow enveloped him, his body reforming as though nothing had happened. He dropped to his knees, gasping, his mind reeling and also the force on him also disappeared.

Miguel looked up at Peter, "What... what are you?" asked with trembling voice.

Peter leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His smile was wicked and his glowing eyes piercing through Miguel's very soul.

"I'm not the villain here, Miguel. I don't reveal my powers to anyone just because they asked. But I promised I'd show you what I'm capable of, didn't I?"

Peter's smirk widened and his tone is dripping with malice. "Consider this your lesson in futility. I will teach you fear. I will teach very well that even the thought of going against me will traumatize you."

Miguel shivered and his anger is replaced by pure, unfiltered fear as Peter sat back on his throne, watching with an air of absolute dominance.

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