Peter attached the brain impnts to his puter and started a thh check to get the information and memories saved ihe puter s filled with lines of code, showing the plex details of the impnts little by little. While the data was being copied, Peter thought about the young faces of the cybs. Who were they? What made them go to such lengths? This was the first time he didn't feel right about killing his enemies.

  The s finished with a little beep, bringier back to reality. He started going through the information, his eyes fog as he noticed the patterns and structures of his own designs. These impnts were undoubtedly based on his work, an advanced version at that.

  "Would you look at that..." Peter muttered to himself, the reality of the situation sinking in. "I k. Using my own teology against me, huh?! Let's see what you cybs are hiding..."

  As he explored the data further, he found encrypted files with details and records of the cybs' missions. , he broke through the encryption and got to the secret information. The records showed a scary story: the cybs came from a future where Spider-Man became a vilin.

  "...what the fuck?!"

  Peter's heart raced as he went over the information.

  'So this is what The A One was talking about, huh?! But just how many threats are ing? Red Onsught, this shit, probably Knull, and all that is left are Thanos and Gactus. Yeah, this is some fucked up reality...'

  In this alterimeline or probably future timeline, something had made him lose trol, resulting in a of terrible disasters. He had turned against his allies, killing the heroes who once fought by his side. The mutants tried to fight back, but Peter created a virus specifically desiget and eradicate them. The virus had spread like wildfire, wiping out mutants of all ages, leaving only death aation in its wake.

  "A mutant killing virus... This is insane!" Peter sighed as he shook his head.

  As much as he would like to deny it, the evidence was undeniable. The memories extracted from the neural impnts firmed it all. The cybs had bee ba time to prevent their future from ing to pass, to stop Peter before he could unleash his reign of terror. They believed that by killing him now, they could save billions of lives.

  Peter leaned ba his chair, feeling the heavy impact of this new information. The room seemed to get colder, and the air felt deh the seriousness of his discovery. He had always known that the potential freat power came with the risk of great destru, but to see it id out so starkly, to see himself as the vilin in this narrative...

  He couldn't allow this future to happen. He o find a way to stop it, to make sure he urned into a monster.

  "I wonder if this is a event... What would happen if I take certaio prevent that? I need more information. I o know what drove me to bee a vilin," Peter began analyzing the data further, searg for clues about what had driven him to such darkness. He sed through the cybs' memories, looking for any hints ers that might expin his dest into tyranny. But there was nothing crete, just vague theories and specutions.

  "Damn it! There's not enough information here. Wait! They said there are more... If so, then if I reverse-track them following this signal and hato their impnts, then I might be able to get more data. That should tell me more about this timeline and the events that led to it," Peter focused orag signal, trying to locate the source. It was faint but traceable.

  Using the signal, he was able to pinpoint the location of one of the cybs in the Bronx, New York.

  "Alright, time to find another one... But..." He opened a portal and pulled out a dead cyb. "I 't go in just like that without a pn." Last time they blocked his senses and power, so, Peter wao check what caused him to lose his power. He ripped apart all the impnts from that dead cyb and pced them on the floor. "Fusion of flesh and nanites... Huh?! What's this?!"

  Peter's eyes fell on a small vial that was attached to the cyb's spinal cord. He picked it up and ied it closely. The vial tained blood! He quickly pulled out the other two bodies and ripped out the vials from their spine. He sed the blood samples with his NanoWeave V1 suit. To his surprise, it was his own blood, but the cells were dead now.

  "So this is why my pot weak... It seems like they know about my Immunity power. Using my own blood to seal my power... Iing. sidering the amount, it was only able to suppress a portion of my strength. It's like two Immunity powers w against each other..." Peter smirked. "These cybs really have doheir homework. Mofos, really want to kill me badly. I wonder how many they sacrificed just to extract this much blood... So, I guess the only way to make sure they don't catch me off guard again is to take precautions beforehand."

  Suddenly, his ph. It was from Sue.

  "Hey," He answered the call.

  "Peter! Finally!" Sue sighed. "What happened out there? I saw the footage."

  "Some Cybs wao kill me, that's what happened. What about the Avengers or you guys or the X-Men? I mean, no one came to help me or anything? Not even Tony?"

  "About that..." Sue paused for a moment, hesitating before she tinued, "Avengers are busy dealing with a threat somewhere in Siberia. And two of those Cybs attacked me. Luckily, Ben was there..."

  "You alright? Did they hurt you guys?" Peter asked with in his voice.

  "No, we are fine. From their attack pattern, it looked like a distra. They even attacked the Mutant Academy and tried to kidnap Rogue for some reason... Jearoyed them. I couldn't everact data from them. Anyway, are you alright? Any idea why they are after you?" Sue asked.

  "That's what I'm going to find out," Peter couldn't reveal the truth yet. "Anyway, Sue, I'm in the middle of something right now. Call you back ter!"

  "Peter—"

  Peter hung up the call before Sue could finish. He then took off the nanite suit and wore his old suit. Sihey mao disrupt the nanites, wearing a regur one makes sense. After adjusting his gadgets, he opened a portal and was about to go in, but Wanda flew into his room through the window.

  She threw a dead cyb on the floor.

  "It seems, we got our first joint team mission. I'm ing this time," Wanda crossed her arms.

  "I was about to call you..." Peter said as he turoward the window. "We got some pany..."

  Felicia threw a bck anie at the window and nded with a flip, "Gotta say, Venom is really helpful."

  "Wow! That's gross," Wanda frowned seeing Felicia coated in Venom.

  "And who are you, sweetheart?" Felicia walked over to Peter with a sly smile on her face. "Anirlfriend of Peter? Nice!" She nudged Peter with her elbow.

  Wanda's eye twitched hearing that.

  "And here I thought we were going to have a little fun together. Oh, well..." Felicia sighed.

  Peter rolled his eyes, "Stop joking around. We have work to do."

  "Right. So, care to tell me why those Cybs attacked me in the penthouse? There I was sleeping and..." Before Felicia could tinue...

  "I was eating chocote..." Venom added.

  Felicia tinued, "When suddenly three cybs came crashing through the windows."

  "They were just distras, to prevent you all from ing to my aid," Peter expined. 'Fuck! My penthouse... That V better be alright...'

  "Distras? Are you important enough to warrant that kind of attention?" Felicia raised her brow. "Then again, it's you... Don't get me wrong. But you must have done something to piss off some very dangerous people."

  Peter sighed.

  "So, what's the pn, Spidey?" Venom asked loudly.

  "We're going Cyb hunting. I need answers and one of them out there has them. So, let's go!" Peter opened a portal and they all went inside.

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