Spider-Man: Horror games dev

"Oh no!! A criminal is destroying the city!!" A panicked citizen pointed at the culprit.

The figure had massive muscles, a body covered in spikes, and an ugly face.

"GUAAAHHHH!!!" He grabbed a car and hurled it forcefully at a nearby building.

"Someone help!! This guy is committing crimes!!!"

"Tch! Stupid civilians! How would you know why I'm doing this?!"

"Then why?" A reporter approached, shoving a microphone close to him.

"Huh? I-Is this being broadcast on TV?"

"Obviously."

"Oh no! That's embarrassing! Hold on, let me fix my hair first." He sprayed perfume on his teeth and cleaned his body with soap.

"Done yet?"

"Done, go ahead and ask."

"Alright, what's your name, and why are you destroying the city?"

"I'm Killer Hedgehog! I'm destroying the city because I have to pay house taxes! Those bastards know I'm already broke, yet they still squeeze every last drop out of me! I'm practically starving, and that's why I'm standing up against them!"

"...You know what, I can understand your reason."

"I'm glad you get it."

"But that doesn't change the fact that you're ruining people's lives!"

"Then just join me and fight the government, why make it so complicated?"

"Enough!"

A voice commanded everyone's attention.

"Who are you?" Killer Hedgehog pointed at him.

The man sprayed hairspray, removed his sunglasses, and smirked.

Killer Hedgehog looked at him and instantly recognized him.

"N-No way! It's you!!"

"It can't be! That's!" The reporter's eyes widened.

"Holy crap! Isn't that the famous billionaire?!"

Tony Stark!

"So, scared just hearing my name?" Tony adjusted his suit, looking at the criminal with disdain.

"Grr... I'm not even afraid of the government, who do you think you are?!"

"Well, that's bad news for you, because I just escaped a terrorist group, and I'm stronger than ever!"

"Come at me!" Killer Hedgehog charged, each step shaking the ground.

"Hmph! All brawn, no brain. Jarvis, call the suit." He pulled out a device like a communicator, spoke, and attached it to his belt.

[...]

"...Jarvis? Call the suit, I won't say it a third time."

[...]

"Oh goddamnit."

"GAHHHHHH!!" The criminal threw a punch, but Tony ducked just in time.

"JARVIS! CALL THE SUIT! PLEASE!!"

"WHAT'S WRONG, STARK?! SCARED?!" The criminal raised both hands, ready to smash Tony.

"...Sigh, Honey... Please call the suit, I'm begging you."

[Command accepted.]

The sound of engines roared, and Killer Hedgehog, hearing the strange noise, looked up.

PEW!

A blast of energy hit him, sending him flying.

The suit slowly descended and looked at Tony.

[Next time, use the right name, Tony Stark.]

"...Why are you so grumpy when you're just an AI?"

[Fine, handle it yourself then. I'm done helping.]

"Just kidding, Ja—Honey!"

After a moment, the suit opened, allowing Tony to step inside.

"STARK!!!!"

Killer Hedgehog charged in a rage, shooting spikes from his body.

"Uh oh." Tony, not fully suited up, saw the spikes flying toward him.

The suit's arm activated on its own, firing energy beams at the spikes.

"Oh, thank you, Honey."

[...]

Fully suited up, the mask closed, and the suit radiated heat.

From Tony's perspective, the suit's stats and information displayed before his eyes.

"Let's go, Jarvis."

[...]

"...Honey."

Tony blasted off with jet thrusters, soaring high into the sky.

"What?! You dare run, Stark?!" The criminal roared.

"Oh, buddy, if that's what you think, fine by me. Idiots make great target practice."

"?!"

He saw a light from high above as energy gathered in Tony's hands.

"See ya, Maximum Pulse!"

A massive energy orb shot toward the criminal at high speed.

"OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!!!"

Was he insane enough to fire that massive energy orb in the middle of the city???

In an instant, the energy orb hit the criminal.

"GAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" His pained scream echoed before he was obliterated.

BOOM!

Tony looked at the explosion, satisfied.

[Bae, I think... you overdid it.]

"I know, I know."

[...I don't know what you're thinking, but I meant something else. Look at the civilians.]

"Huh?"

Tony looked around, seeing the civilians staring at him with displeasure.

"...Jarvis, later, cover the damages with my wallet, okay?"

[...]

"...Honey."

[Understood.]

And so, Tony flew off, leaving behind the anger and curses of the civilians.

***

"This Tony guy is utterly useless. As a hero, all he does is cause destruction. The greater the power, the dumber they get, huh?" Uncle Ben grumbled while watching Iron Man fly off on the TV.

"Gwen, how long are you planning to stay here?" Aunt May asked, washing dishes and glancing at Gwen, who was helping nearby.

"Until I get bored! Teehee!"

"...So you're planning to stay here forever?"

"Exactly! That's Aunt May for you!"

"You're quite enthusiastic, aren't you? Peter must be really lucky, huh?" She looked at Peter, who was sitting at the dining table with a stern expression.

"Peter?"

"Huh? Oh... Yeah, super lucky," he replied.

"Gwen? Why's he acting like that since you came over?"

"Oh! He's just annoyed, that's all. After all, he doesn't really want anyone coming to his house."

"What?! Peter!" Aunt May was about to scold him when Gwen intervened.

"C-Calm down, Aunt May! The reason Peter's like that is because he's worried about both of you! The world's full of bad people, so I get why he's cautious! If I could, I wouldn't want to bring anyone here to disrupt our happy family either! Right, Peter?" She was sweating profusely, turning to look at Peter.

"...Yeah."

Aunt May looked at Peter, confused by his odd behavior.

Peter kept glancing at Gwen, who was acting far too casually.

Even in other universes, Gwen was never this familiar...

Could it be... Is she one of those yanderes people talk about online?!

But looking at her behavior... It doesn't seem yandere-like—no, actually, it kind of does. Luckily, she's not the jealous type who'd harm his family.

Then, he recalled their earlier conversation...

Five minutes ago... I think?

"I know," I said bluntly.

"Huh?" Gwen's face was full of question marks.

"I said I know you're Ghost Spider."

"Nani?! No way! How did you know??"

"No one would just call themselves 'Spider' and tack their name onto it right when they show up!"

"...Ohhh."

"Now I'm asking, how do you know me?" Peter glared at her.

"Uh... Can we skip that? Teehee?"

"Stop that act! Playing innocent won't work!"

At this point, Gwen was sweating buckets, trying her best to dodge the question.

So suspicious! She could be a fake Gwen! Maybe there was never a Gwen to begin with!

[Peter]

"?!"

The voice of an Outer God spoke, seemingly just starting to chime in.

[Stay away from her.]

Huh?

[Don't. Piss. Her. Off.]

Hearing the Outer God say that, a strange feeling welled up inside him.

'Why?'

[She's not trustworthy. For now, just keep her happy.]

'...Why do you sound like you're scared?'

[I'm not scared, I'm worried about you. This is the most sincere advice I, Nyarlathotep, will ever give you.]

"..."

Sweat dripped down as I looked at Gwen, who was nervously poking her fingers together, acting like she knew nothing.

"...Fine, come inside."

"Huh? You're not going to question me anymore?"

"Looking at you, I know I won't get any answers out of you," I sighed, opening the door.

"Yay! So you trust me now, huh!" Gwen cheered, grabbing my arm.

"Let go."

"Nope!"

"Let go."

"No way!"

"..."

She's insanely annoying.

Now...

"No."

"Please!!"

"No."

"Come on!! Pretty please!!"

"Not a chance! My room's off-limits to strangers! Especially you!" I tried my best to shoo Gwen away, but she stubbornly clung to the door.

Damn it, her strength is insane! I'm using almost all my strength just to keep her from busting the door open!

"You jerk! Why do you always treat me like this?!"

"Go ask the person who barged into my house, claimed to be my girlfriend, and started acting all chummy like it's no big deal! You're lucky I haven't kicked you out yet!" I pushed her hard and slammed the door shut.

"UWAAAA!! PETER, YOU'RE SO CRUEL! YOU FOUND A NEW GIRLFRIEND, DIDN'T YOU?! YOU COWARD! YOU JERK! YOU PLAYBOY!!"

I covered my ears, grabbed my phone, and texted Harry.

Peter: I don't think I can make it to your place, sorry.

Harry: No worries! Just make sure to use protection, alright?

Peter: I don't wanna hear that from someone who's still single.

Harry: Oh, my friend~ Getting a girlfriend's easy for me, it's just a matter of whether I'm interested or not.

Peter ignored him, turned off his phone, and plugged it in to charge.

"Peter?! Why'd you leave your girlfriend outside your room?!" Aunt May called out.

"...Ughhh."

This is such a pain...

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