CHAPTER 44

                                    

                                          

"I DON'T WANT TO END THIS SEASON ON A BAD EPISODE."
WHO THE HELL WAS OSBORN? How did this guy know this Osborn guy?  The green monster dude, apparently called Osborn, flew over to Peter and the black haired guy on his little flying pad, or whatever it was. 
Before the green guy got to Peter, a familiar orange portal opened up and transported Peter. He looked around, and mindlessly wandered for a moment with his suit off. 
The sanctum. Probably. "Doctor—" he gets cut off by his Spidey — sense blasting. Danger! Behind you! 
A roar interrupted Peter's training thought, Holy shit! Peter jumped, almost out of his own skin. There was a lizard guy in one of the, what it looked like, magical cells. He sees the black haired guy in another cell, trying to break out of it. 
A hand touched Peter's shoulder, he let out a large, loud screech. Real cool, Parker. Very chill. He winced in embarrassment at himself, seeing Stephen behind him. "Be careful what you wish for, Parker." he said, angrily. Uh, oh! 
Peter lightly jumped again when he heard Doc Ock slamming his fists against the magical cell. "Let me out of here!" he yelled. 
'Okay, seriously. What the fuck is happening?' Peter thought. "Can you please explain to me what is going on?" he asked to Stephen in a soft voice, he was incredibly, insanely, wildly confused. 
Peter wanted to cry. A lot. 
Stephen's calm exterior was easy to see through, he was pissed. "That little spell that you botched where you wanted everyone to forget that Peter Parker is Spider — Man, remember that? It started pulling in everyone who knows Peter Parker is Spider — Man, from every universe, into this one." he explained. Sorry? What the fuck? 
Peter furrowed his eyebrows, "From every universe?" there were more universes? I mean, he had heard this from Beck, but he was a fat annoying liar. 
This black haired guy was irritating, and honestly getting on Peter's last nerves at this point. "Who are you? Where am I?" he asked. 
Strange pointed to Octavius, "I think it's better if we don't engage with him, because, frankly, the Multiverse is a concept about which we know frighteningly little." Again, what? 
The Multiverse? The Multiverse theory was actually real? "The Multiverse is real?" to say Peter was shocked would be an understatement. 
Stephen sighed, shaking his head. "This shouldn't even be possible." he claimed,
deep in thought. 
Peter ran his hand through his hair in confusion, "But I thought you stopped the spell?" he mumbled. 
Strange pointed to the monsters in the cages. "No, I contained it, but it would appear that a few of them squeaked through. After you left, I detected an otherworldly presence. I pursued it into the sewers, where I found that," he pointed to the lizard, Peter bended backwards to get a peek of the lizard guy who growled at him, then he redirected his attention to the sorcerer. "slimy, green son of a gun." Stephen explained. 
Confusion was ringing in Peter's ears, and you could see it in his face. Clearly, Otto was also confused, "Spell? As in magic? What is this, a birthday party? Who is this clown? What is this madness?" to say this guy looked concerned, would also be an understatement. 
Stephen turned to Peter, "Watch this." then he turned to the man in the cage. "Do you know a Peter Parker who is Spider — Man?" he conducted his experiment. 
"Yes." Otto answered without a beat. 
Strange pointed at Peter, not taking his eyes off Otto. "Is that him?" he asked, with a yelling voice.