THE LIFE AND TIMES OF BEN REILLY So, you want to know about me. My name is Ben. Ben Reilly. But thatโs not the name I was born with. I technically didnโt have a name. And I technically wasnโt born. I was created. In a lab. I know what youโre thinking. What theโฆ. I was made from Peter Parkerโs DNA to be his clone by Miles Warren, but you might know him as the Jackal. Why? To torment Peter. To fight him. To kill him. Basically I was created to be someoneโs evil toy to mess with him. Fun, huh? Just what you want out of life. But the problem was, I didnโt know I was the clone. I kind of thought I was Peter. I mean, I have Peterโs feelings. You would have thought the same thing. My world was turned upside down when I realized that hey, youโre just some unnamed lab rat failure who couldnโt do his job and dipped into the shadows of New York for a few years. I was content living in the dark by myself, believing I was worthless, a nothing. I gave myself a name. Sounds familiar right? Ben after my- I mean Peterโs uncle and Reilly after Mayโs maiden name. Problem is when youโre living alone, what happens if something happens to you? I was fortunate that a man named Steward took me in and took care of me for awhile, until I eventually came face to face with Peter once again. Let me tell you, that first meeting didnโt go so well. But we all know that Peter is a swell guy and he came around, eventually telling me how great his life was. School. Girls. Friends. Girls. It took him a while but he finally convinced me to join him. Not just in crime fighting (thought youโd seen those skills before, right?) but also in school, trying to be a normal kid. So, here I am. My first day at Midtown, trying to fit in. I think I have this down, right?