“Is this the place?” I asked as we arrived at an apartment building through the portal.

“Ouch! Can you be a little gentle, girl?” Dr. Octopus cursed since he was currently being levitated by Emma.

As per Dr. Strange’s conditions, we had only brought Mr. Norman and Dr. Octopus.

Mr. Norman was in enchanted handcuffs while Dr. Octopus was being levitated by Emma even if his mechanical tentacles had already been restrained by Iron Spider’s nanomachines.

“It is definitely the place.” Peter said with a smile as he looked at two people in front of us, both of whom I recognised. One because I had met him before and the other I still had difficulty believing looked like this.

In front of me were Happy Hogan and Aunt May of this world. I had met Happy before when I was working with Mr. Stark but I still couldn't believe that Aunt May of this world looked so young despite seeing it already on the web.

It was easy to find information on Aunt May of this world because of the popularity of Peter Parker even the I didn't like what I learnt a single bit.

Gwen had told me that in the world of every Peter Parker she had met, Uncle Ben was dead. But it still hurt to know that Uncle Ben of this world had died many years ago and Aunt May was currently dating Happy.

No wonder Spider Supreme had said that it was better to maintain a distance from the people he met during his travels throughout the multiverse. It was too easy to get attached to someone and it hurt a lot when you saw a parallel version of him or her who was much different from how you know him or her.

“Peter, you are finally here. Does this guy actually have robot legs? But why is he floating? Who are the others? Are they really from another world?” Happy released a barrage of questions as both him and Aunt May approached us.

“Yes, Happy. They are really from another worlds. This guy with mechanical tentacles is Dr. Otto Octavious aka Dr. Octopus.” Peter said, trying to answer all of the questions.

“Hello, Norman! I am glad to meet you again.” Aunt May greeted Mr. Osborn since she had met him earlier.

“Who are they though, Peter? This young man looks a little familiar though.” Aunt May said, recognising my facial features even though I looked much different now.

“I am Peter Parker.” I introduced myself, shocking both of them.

“A Peter from another world! Now that I look closely, your features look rather similar to my Peter’s although they are much sharper. However no one would connect you to Peter immediately.” Aunt May asked, puzzled about my appearance.

“My powers caused me to transform into my current appearance.” I answered.

“Powers? Are you not Spider-Man?” Aunt May asked upon hearing my words.

“No, I am not.” I said, creating a few red sparks to show as an example.

“And who would be this lovely lady?” Aunt May asked about Emma.

“I am Emma Frost, Peter's girlfriend.” Emma said, introducing herself.

“Peter must be very lucky to have a girl like you.” Aunt May commented upon hearing Emma's introduction.

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“Actually, I am the one who is lucky to have a wonderful guy like Peter.” Emma replied with a chuckle.

“If the introductions are done, can you please hurry? My bones are turning stiff here. Not like we would find anything in this stupid apartment which can help us.” Dr. Octopus said, as irritated as ever.

“Ha! You will see.” Happy said with a smirk as he led us inside.

“Huh! There is no lab or equipment here which can help us.” Mr. Osborn said as all of us entered Happy’s apartment. There were some equipment inside but nothing which could cure Mr. Osborn or Dr. Octopus.

“See! I told you that you would find nothing in this hovel!” Dr. Octopus exclaimed as he looked at the apartment.

“You have not seen anything yet!” Happy exclaimed as he took us to a corner of the apartment and removed cover from a piece of furniture. Surprisingly, it was one big machine with the logo of Stark Industries on it.

“What the hell is this?” Dr. Octopus asked, surprised by the machine’s existence.

“It is a fabricator. It can analyse, design and construct basically anything.” Peter explain as he activated the fabricator.

The machine opened, revealing several kind of equipments inside along with something I knew all too well, having seen it all the time on the Iron Man suit, an ‘Arc Reactor’.

“Mr. Stark has truly created something unbelievable.” I exclaimed upon seeing the fabricator.

“Mr. Stark exists in your world! All the others have arrived from worlds where the Avengers and Mr. Stark do not even exist.” Peter said upon hearing my words.

“Really! I honestly can't believe that Mr Stark in this world and doesn't even exist in many world. After all, I was working with him just a few days ago.” I said sadly.

“You worked with Tony! You must be pretty intelligent since Tony only works with intelligent people.” Happy commented.

“Well, I was working with him and Dr. Banner on cracking the Chitauri tech. So, you can say that I am quite intelligent.” I replied with a shrug.

“In fact, I can be said to be one of the founding members of the Avengers. Although it is technically incorrect since the Battle of New York has ended just a few months ago in our world.” I proudly revealed who I was in my world.

“A founding Avenger, huh! Looks like you were born earlier than me since I was just a kid back then.” Peter commented upon hearing my words.

“Umm… Mr. Hogan. If it is not too much, can you give us some of the technology Stark Industries has developed in the recent years? The Battle of New York in our world was too difficult. In fact, we had almost lost. So, if you can grant us some of your technology, it would be a lot of help.” Emma asked Happy politely.

We had already agreed earlier that we would try to get as much of this world’s technology as possible since it would be really helpful to our world.

“How much dangerous was it?” Happy asked seriously.

“This much!” I said as I should him the picture of the massive Chitauri army coming out of the portal created by Tessaract.

“Oh My God! How had you survived against such a great army? I believe that an army this strong had only invaded Earth when Thanos had come through time with his entire army.” Peter said, astonished by how much Chitauri there were.

“We had survived with the help of this one!” I said as I showed him the pictures of my dragon form demolishing through the Chitauri army and then firing a giant beam of flame and lightning inside the portal.

“A dragon! Do they actually exist?” Aunt May asked, surprised by the appearance of the dragon.

“It was actually a one-time gift from Spider Supreme. In a way, you can even say that we were lucky that we could call upon that dragon even if it was only for a single time.” I said, withholding the fact that I was in fact, that dragon.

“Hmm…” Upon hearing our words, Happy fell in deep thought for a few minutes and then suddenly moved towards the fabricator and pushed a few buttons on it.

“How may I help you, Mr. Hogan?” A mechanical female voice sounded from the fabricator.

“FRIDAY, I need the data on every piece of technology Stark Industries has created since the Battle of New York, blueprints included. I need it in a hard copy.” Happy ordered the AI.

“It will be done, sir.” FRIDAY said and began the process.

“Happy, put the blueprint of my Iron Spider suit inside too.” Peter said, giving him the control unit of his Iron Spider suit.

“Are you sure, Peter?” Happy asked seriously.

“I couldn't save Mr. Stark back then. At least, with the blueprints of my suit, Mr. Stark of Albion's world would be able to create his suit early, perhaps even create a stronger one.” Peter said resolutely.

“Both of you have our deepest thanks for helping us.” I said, my voice full of gratefulness.

“I have a single request however, Albion. Make sure that Tony doesn't die in your world.” Happy said, his eyes moist.

“It hurts me every time Little Morgan ask where her father is.” By now, Happy was openly weeping.

“You don't need to even ask, Happy. There is no way I would let Mr. Stark die.” I said, promising Happy that Mr. Stark won’t die in my world.