Peter Parker | Gwen Stacy
It was a pain she'd remember her whole life. Fire, then ice. The heat resonating around the bite and spreading like wildfire up her arm and through her whole body. The venom traveled fast, warping her blood, her muscles, her bones, everything into what it was now. And then the shivering. God, the shivering. She'd been so cold that even that burned. When it stopped, she was still shaking with fright. The only time she'd felt anything like it was when part of the town had fallen ill and she'd been stricken especially bad. Her body had been rejecting the bite and she'd felt that fire and ice both at once inside and it'd been awful. She hoped that never happened again.
"You've got that right," she replied. Because yeah, what else was new? Gwen had been pretty content and happy in Starklandia for the last several months but back home? That was a shit show if she'd ever seen one. "There were more. More universes where Peter Parker is Spider-Man, another kid -- Miles was his name, was his world's Spider-Man. The other Peter here now knew him. He knew a version of me, too, but we aren't sure if that Gwen was me and I hadn't experienced it yet or if she was a different Gwen. Most Gwen Stacy's from other worlds aren't Spider-Woman."
When he asked about her universe, she was a little surprised. She brought up snippets about it sometimes when people were curious. Surface level stuff, because she was very guarded about how much she spoke of the deeper, tragic hardships. Surface level was safe. Anomalies, how her world was different than theirs. That was easy.
"It's different than yours," she said. "There aren't any Avengers. Mr. Stark is a business tycoon and makes weapons, but he's not Iron Man where I'm from. He created Stark Bucks coffee. I've only ever seen him in magazine photos and on TV. Captain America is a woman, named Samantha Wilson. She and I clash a bit but we've fought together as allies." ...After she'd been sent to try to capture Gwen for the police. At least Sam vouched for her now. "Steve Rogers is a really super old artist who produces Captain America comics. Mostly I've been trying to stop a really powerful crime lord and the people who do his bidding." ...Only she was being blackmailed by one, and hunted down by another and it was really fucking hard to deal with it by herself. Surface level, Gwen. Peter didn't need the weight of her world when he was barely able to hold up his own.