clones are people too

Ben’s eyes widened when he noticed lightning coming out of nowhere and energized a guy. No... Wait a second. “You’re Thor!” he said with great vigor in his voice. However the excitement was short lived. “Wait, why did you summon lightning? Is something going to happen?” He was suddenly very worried.

He glanced down at the item in the woman’s hand and motioned to it. Probably not the best to approach her with the amount of vigor and excitement he suddenly felt inside. “Uh.. Excuse, yeah. Hey. Uhm... Where did you find that?” Definitely needed that for his reworked webbing formula... or maybe not? 

Ben glanced around, he could’ve sworn he heard someone calling out to him but sounds more like they thought he was someone else. He swallowed hard and turned toward the girl. “Uhm... I’m not Peter...” He’s seen Peter Parker recently and Ben could say hands down that he looked nothing like-- who was he kidding? He was truly Peter’s clone. “I uhm...” he coughed softly. “Yeah? Sorry.” He could probably pretend to be Peter, right? “What’s up?”

Not that Peter would be able to pick up that Ben was watching him from a rooftop. But he’s noticed the boy’s presence a couple of days after he tried to figure out where was safe to settle down for a couple of nights before moving to the next spot. Would it be weird to approach Peter without his suit on? He pulled the face mask down and continued to follow him - truly hoping that Peter would detect his presence and he wouldn’t have to do the whole... ‘so I’m your clone’ bit.

He took a deep breath, it’s been hard to adjust to this new lifestyle but he’s figured out a routine here at his usual hiding spot. Something suddenly set off his spider senses and his whole body shivered. Grabbing his webshooter he turned and aimed it at the intruder. Eyes widened when he realized who it was. “Kaine?! What...Uh... You’re uhm... what are you doing here?” he frowned.

He let out a yelp, webbing slipped and he fell, crashing into the ground. A long groan rumbled through his chest and he quickly rolled over, spotting someone his mask’s eyes widened. “Oh no, how much of that did you see? I swear I’m not that clumsy - well not all the time.” Maybe being in this apocalyptic tundra was making the webbing formula a lot more water based and less sticky. He needed to try harder.

[ outro by m83, clones of nerds are sexy, pumpkin spiced latte - spilled over a hoodie covered spandex suit, soaked in axe body spray (the black can) with hints of ocean breeze body wash ] your world has gone black, time has shifted and halted still. wake up, benjamin 'ben’ reilly, you’re in a new world now. you used to be known as the scarlet spider back on earth, and were twenty-five at the time of your disappearance. now you must adapt at life within the soul stone or accept your fate. survive or disappear. it’s on you now. [ cody christian, he/him ]