Note: 1 Chapter per two or three days and 1 extra chapter per 35 and 60 power stones.
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Peter stood silently outside the Parker house for several long moments.
The cold evening wind brushed against his clothes softly while the silver watch remained tightly held inside his hand.
Behind him…
The house stayed quiet.
Aunt May didn’t stop him.
Didn’t question him.
Because both of them already understood something important.
Peter needed answers now.
Not later.
Not someday.
Now.
Slowly, Peter took a deep breath before beginning to walk away from the house.
The streets of Queens remained calm during the late evening hours.
Cars moved normally.
People talked casually.
Ordinary life continued peacefully around him.
And yet…
Peter himself no longer felt ordinary at all.
Not after everything he had learned.
His mother was an alien.
Somewhere beneath the Atlantic Ocean rested a hidden spaceship connected to his family.
And apparently…
His entire life had been part of something far bigger than he ever imagined.
Peter quietly clenched the watch in his hand.
Then suddenly—
The AI voice echoed from the device again.
“Sir.”
Peter blinked slightly.
“You may simply fly there.”
Peter raised an eyebrow immediately.
“…Just fly there?”
“Correct.”
Peter looked around the street instinctively.
“Wouldn’t that attract attention?”
The AI remained silent briefly.
Then Peter continued quietly.
“If I suddenly start flying across the planet, governments and satellites are probably going to notice.”
His voice became more serious.
“Mutants already cause enough fear.”
Peter looked toward the night sky.
“If military systems detect me moving faster than aircraft…”
He frowned slightly.
“…that probably won’t end well.”
The AI answered calmly almost immediately.
“You need not worry, sir.”
Peter looked back toward the glowing watch.
The holographic female figure partially appeared again above it.
Her expression remained completely composed.
“The science and technology of the Viltrumite Empire far surpasses Earth’s current technological understanding.”
Peter froze slightly.
“…Viltrumite?”
The unfamiliar word echoed inside Peter’s mind strangely.
Powerful.
Ancient.
Unknown.
Peter slowly narrowed his eyes.
“So that’s what my mother was?”
The AI remained silent briefly.
Then answered carefully.
“Certain information remains restricted until arrival at the spacecraft.”
Peter sighed weakly.
“Of course it is.”
The AI continued calmly.
“You do not need to fear detection.”
Several tiny blue holographic symbols rotated around the watch.
“I will conceal your presence from Earth’s satellites, military tracking systems, and external observation technologies during travel.”
Peter blinked slightly.
“…Seriously?”
“Correct.”
Peter stared at the watch silently for several moments.
Honestly…
The technology itself already felt absurd.
An advanced AI.
Holograms.
Stealth systems beyond Earth’s understanding.
Meanwhile humanity in 2003 still struggled with slow internet connections.
Peter rubbed his forehead.
“My life keeps getting weirder.”
The AI politely replied:
“That assessment is accurate.”
Peter almost laughed a little.
Almost.
Then he quietly looked toward the distant dark sky again.
The Atlantic Ocean.
His mother’s spaceship.
The truth.
Everything waited somewhere out there.
Peter slowly exhaled.
Then began walking faster.
Eventually, after moving far enough away from civilization…
Peter arrived near an old abandoned industrial building at the edge of the city.
Rust covered broken metal structures while cracked concrete stretched around the empty area.
No people nearby.
Perfect.
Peter slowly stepped forward before looking upward toward the clouds.
The night sky looked endless above him.
For several long moments…
He simply stood there silently.
Thinking.
Ever since Uncle Ben died…
Peter constantly felt lost.
Broken.
Angry.
But now?
For the first time in days…
He finally felt movement again.
A direction.
A purpose.
Even if he still didn’t know what waited for him at the end of this journey.
Peter slowly loosened his shoulders.
Then bent his knees slightly.
The ground beneath his feet cracked softly.
Tiny stones nearby started trembling.
Floating.
Dust slowly spiraled upward around him.
Peter focused carefully.
That strange force inside him awakened instantly.
His flight never truly felt physical.
It almost felt like the world itself bent around him whenever he flew.
Like gravity simply stopped applying to him normally.
The air around Peter vibrated lightly.
The abandoned building behind him creaked softly.
Then—
BOOOOM!!
The ground exploded beneath him.
Peter launched upward like a missile.
A massive shockwave blasted outward across the abandoned area while concrete shattered beneath his feet.
Dark clouds above split apart violently as Peter shot directly into the sky.
Moments later—
BAAAAM!!
A sonic boom thundered across the atmosphere.
Peter accelerated higher rapidly.
Below him, New York City shrank smaller and smaller.
Buildings became tiny.
Roads became glowing lines.
The entire city looked almost peaceful from above.
Cold wind rushed violently against Peter’s body at incredible speed.
But instead of discomfort…
Peter smiled slightly.
Because honestly?
Flying always felt incredible.
For years, he secretly practiced it alone whenever nobody could see him.
And no matter how many times he did it…
That feeling never disappeared.
Freedom.
Pure freedom.
Peter suddenly tilted forward slightly and accelerated harder.
BOOOOM!!
Another sonic boom erupted behind him.
The clouds burst apart around his body while moonlight illuminated the night sky beautifully.
Peter laughed softly.
A real laugh.
One he hadn’t made in days.
The AI calmly spoke from the watch.
“Current velocity increasing.”
Peter smirked slightly.
“I noticed.”
The AI continued:
“Warning.
User emotional levels indicate elevated excitement.”
Peter grinned a little wider.
“I am literally flying through clouds at insane speed.”
He spread his arms slightly while soaring through the night sky.
“I think excitement is justified.”
The AI paused briefly.
“…Accepted.”
Peter actually chuckled this time.
Then suddenly—
He spun sideways sharply through a massive cloud formation.
Cold mist exploded around him instantly.
Peter shot through the cloud layer like a comet before diving downward rapidly toward the ocean below.
The Atlantic waves rushed closer at terrifying speed.
The AI immediately spoke.
“Collision warning.”
Peter grinned.
“I got this.”
At the very last second—
WHOOOSH!!
Peter pulled upward violently just above the ocean surface.
A gigantic wave exploded behind him from the pressure alone.
Peter rocketed forward only a few feet above the water now.
The ocean beneath him stretched endlessly under the moonlight while enormous water trails formed behind his flight path.
Peter laughed again.
Louder this time.
For the first time since Uncle Ben died…
He almost felt alive again.
Not happy.
Not truly.
But lighter.
The grief inside him still existed.
The pain still remained.
But flying…
Flying always made the world feel quieter somehow.
Peter suddenly flipped backward midair effortlessly before stabilizing himself again.
The AI immediately commented:
“Unnecessary aerial maneuver detected.”
Peter smirked.
“It looked cool.”
“…Agreed.”
Peter blinked slightly.
Then burst out laughing again.
“You actually admitted that?”
The AI answered calmly.
“The maneuver was aesthetically impressive.”
Peter shook his head while smiling.
“This AI is unbelievable.”
As he continued flying across the ocean…
Peter slowly started relaxing more.
The wind.
The clouds.
The endless horizon.
Everything felt strangely peaceful.
And for the first time in over a week…
His thoughts weren’t completely consumed by grief.
Instead…
Curiosity slowly began replacing the emptiness inside him.
Who was his mother really?
What exactly was a Viltrumite?
Why did he possess these powers?
And what waited for him beneath the Atlantic Ocean?
Peter looked ahead toward the distant horizon.
Then accelerated again.
The atmosphere around him exploded outward as he shot across the sky faster than ever before.
Far ahead…
Somewhere beneath the endless dark waters…
The cold night wind continued rushing across Peter’s face while he flew above the endless Atlantic Ocean.
Dark waves stretched endlessly beneath him while moonlight reflected beautifully across the water surface.
After flying for what felt like nearly an hour…
The AI voice finally echoed from the watch again.
“Destination reached.”
Peter immediately slowed down midair.
The pressure around him dispersed instantly as he hovered above the ocean silently.
He looked around carefully.
Nothing.
Only endless dark water in every direction.
Peter frowned slightly.
“…Are you sure?”
The AI answered calmly.
“Correct.”
Peter floated there quietly while scanning the entire area.
Still nothing.
No island.
No lights.
No structures.
No spaceship.
Only ocean.
Peter slowly looked down toward the water below him.
Then raised the watch slightly.
“Vista AI,” he asked quietly, “is the ship below me?”
“Correct, sir.”
Peter narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then activated his X-ray vision instantly.
His eyes glowed faintly red.
The ocean beneath him suddenly became transparent to his vision layer by layer.
Water.
Darkness.
Massive underwater rock formations.
Deep sea trenches.
And then—
Peter’s eyes widened slightly.
Far beneath the ocean floor…
Something enormous rested silently in the darkness.
A gigantic spacecraft hidden deep underwater.
Its outer surface blended perfectly with surrounding rocks while advanced camouflage technology disguised its true appearance almost completely.
If Peter hadn’t used X-ray vision…
He never would’ve found it.
Peter stared silently at the hidden vessel.
“…Wow.”
The ship looked ancient.
Massive.
Alien.
Even from this distance, Peter could immediately tell Earth’s technology wasn’t remotely comparable.
Blue energy lines faintly pulsed across parts of the vessel beneath the camouflage layers.
The design itself looked sleek yet intimidating.
Almost like a weapon disguised as a spacecraft.
The AI calmly spoke again.
“Would you like me to surface the vessel, sir?”
Peter immediately shook his head.
“No.”
The AI paused briefly.
Peter crossed his arms slightly while floating above the water.
“Let’s keep it hidden.”
Honestly, Peter didn’t even know where he would park a gigantic alien spaceship even if he brought it out.
New York Harbor probably wasn’t an option.
Peter rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
“I don’t think the government would appreciate an alien spaceship suddenly appearing in the Atlantic Ocean.”
“Assessment accepted.”
Peter looked back toward the dark waters below him.
Then quietly smiled slightly.
“I’ll just go down there myself.”
Without hesitation—
WHOOOSH!!
Peter instantly shot downward.
His body pierced directly into the ocean like a missile.
Massive waves exploded outward from the impact point.
Then Peter rapidly descended deeper beneath the water.
Dark blue ocean surrounded him completely while moonlight slowly faded above.
The deeper he traveled…
The darker everything became.
Yet Peter’s vision remained perfectly clear.
Schools of fish scattered rapidly around him in fear while ocean currents rushed past his body at tremendous speeds.
Peter continued diving deeper effortlessly.
Then suddenly…
He realized something strange.
Peter blinked slightly underwater.
“…Wait.”
He stopped briefly in the middle of the ocean depths.
Then experimentally opened his mouth slightly.
Nothing happened.
No drowning sensation.
No suffocating feeling.
Peter simply remained underwater normally.
His eyes widened slightly.
“…I can breathe?”
For a few seconds, Peter genuinely looked confused.
Then he awkwardly scratched his cheek underwater.
“…How did I never notice this before?”
The AI answered immediately.
“Sir, you are Viltrumite.”
Peter continued floating underwater silently while listening.
The AI calmly explained:
“A Viltrumite can survive in the vacuum of space itself.”
Peter blinked slightly.
“…Seriously?”
“Correct.”
Peter stared blankly ahead underwater.
Meanwhile, the AI continued speaking.
“Viltrumite physiology does not require oxygen dependency comparable to human biological systems.”
Peter slowly processed that.
“So basically…”
He pointed toward himself.
“…I don’t actually need air?”
“Correct.”
Peter looked mildly horrified.
“…That feels important.”
The AI ignored his reaction completely.
“A Viltrumite can survive underwater, within space, and in hostile environments without requiring atmospheric oxygen.”
Peter slowly looked around the deep ocean surrounding him.
Then quietly muttered:
“Okay, that’s actually insane.”
The AI calmly added:
“Your body naturally stores and processes energy differently from humans.”
Peter rubbed his forehead underwater.
Every new piece of information somehow made him feel even less human.
But strangely…
He wasn’t scared anymore.
Not really.
Instead…
He mostly felt curious now.
Peter suddenly looked upward toward the distant surface far above him.
The ocean looked endless from down here.
Dark.
Silent.
Beautiful.
Then he smiled slightly.
“…Okay this is honestly kinda cool.”
The AI responded instantly.
“Agreed.”
Peter laughed softly underwater before accelerating downward again.
WHOOOSH!!
The ocean around him split apart violently from his speed.
Peter cut through the deep sea rapidly while powerful currents exploded outward around his body.
Soon…
The hidden spacecraft finally became fully visible before him.
Peter slowly stopped moving.
And honestly…
The sight completely stunned him.
The ship was enormous.
Far larger than Peter originally expected.
Massive black metallic structures stretched across the ocean floor while enormous alien symbols faintly glowed across parts of the hull.
Ancient-looking rock camouflage covered sections of the vessel naturally.
From a distance, it genuinely looked like part of the underwater terrain itself.
No human would ever suspect what truly rested here.
Peter floated silently before the gigantic ship.
Tiny compared to it.
The darkness surrounding the vessel somehow made it feel even more mysterious.
Almost intimidating.
Peter quietly muttered:
“…Mom came here in THIS?”
The AI calmly answered:
“Correct.”
Peter slowly moved closer toward the spacecraft carefully.
The closer he approached…
The more advanced everything looked.
Not a single visible screw.
No rust.
No damage despite years underwater.
The ship looked almost untouched by time.
Peter eventually reached the outer hull before hovering beside it.
Then frowned slightly.
“…Okay.”
He crossed his arms.
“How exactly do I get inside this thing?”
The AI responded immediately.
“Biological authorization confirmed.”
Suddenly—
VRRRRRMMM!!
The entire spacecraft slowly began activating.
Peter immediately backed away slightly in surprise.
Blue energy lines illuminated across the massive ship.
Ancient systems awakened one by one beneath the ocean.
The darkness surrounding the vessel slowly disappeared as glowing lights spread across its surface beautifully.
Peter stared in amazement.
“…Whoa.”
Then—
SHHHHHKKK!!
A massive section of the ship slowly opened.
A hidden doorway emerged from the hull itself.
Soft blue lights illuminated the entrance pathway.
Peter blinked several times.
“…That’s convenient.”
The AI calmly replied:
“Welcome home, sir.”
Those words strangely affected Peter more than he expected.
Home.
Peter slowly looked toward the entrance silently.
Then after taking one final deep breath…
He carefully floated toward the doorway.
The moment he entered—
SHHHHHKK!!
The entrance sealed behind him instantly.
Then suddenly—
VRRRRRMMM!!
Powerful systems activated throughout the interior.
All the ocean water surrounding Peter rapidly drained away through advanced filtration systems hidden beneath the floor.
Within seconds…
The entire chamber became completely dry.
Peter slowly landed on the metallic floor silently.
The ship interior glowed softly around him with futuristic blue lighting.
Everything looked impossibly advanced.
Alien symbols covered the walls.
Massive corridors stretched deeper into the vessel.
The air itself felt different somehow.
Cleaner.
Calmer.
Ancient.
Peter stood completely still for several moments while staring around in awe.
Because for the first time in his life…
Peter Parker had truly stepped into another world.
Peter slowly walked deeper inside the alien spacecraft.
The metallic floor beneath his feet reflected the glowing blue lights spread across the corridors while quiet mechanical sounds echoed throughout the massive structure.
Everything around him felt unreal.
The walls themselves looked alive somehow.
Soft streams of glowing energy moved beneath transparent crystal panels while strange alien symbols illuminated across the surfaces occasionally.
Peter looked around carefully while walking.
“…This seriously looks like something from a science fiction movie.”
The AI voice from the watch calmly replied:
“Your assessment is inaccurate.”
Peter blinked slightly.
“What?”
“This technology greatly surpasses the science fiction concepts produced by humanity.”
Peter stared ahead silently.
“…Okay, now you’re just flexing.”
The AI ignored him completely.
As Peter continued moving forward, the dark corridor ahead suddenly activated.
VRRRMMM—
The entire passage brightened beautifully.
Soft blue and silver lights spread across the futuristic corridors while hidden systems awakened around him after years of silence.
Peter’s eyes widened slightly.
Everything looked unbelievably advanced.
Transparent screens floated near the walls.
Strange glowing tubes carried streams of energy through the ceilings.
Metallic doors opened and closed automatically in the distance.
Even the air itself felt different.
Cleaner.
Sharper.
Alive somehow.
Peter slowly turned around while observing everything carefully.
“This place is insane…”
And honestly?
For the first time since arriving…
Peter actually started feeling excited.
Curious.
Like a child exploring somewhere impossible.
Suddenly—
VRRRR!!
Something small flew rapidly toward him from deeper inside the corridor.
Peter immediately reacted instinctively.
His eyes sharpened.
He instantly took several steps backward while raising his guard.
A small floating machine stopped directly in front of him.
Peter blinked slightly.
“…A robot?”
The floating machine looked almost spherical with several glowing blue eyes and tiny mechanical arms attached beneath it.
It hovered calmly in the air before speaking in a polite mechanical voice.
“Greetings, sir.”
Peter froze slightly.
The droid bowed politely midair.
“Welcome to the Fortress.”
Peter blinked several times.
“…Fortress?”
The machine continued politely.
“I am Droid 0078.”
One tiny mechanical arm pointed toward itself proudly.
“Currently at your service.”
Peter stared blankly at the floating machine.
Then slowly pointed toward it.
“…Okay first of all.”
The droid waited patiently.
“What exactly is a Droid 0078?”
The droid answered instantly.
“I am the seventy-eighth operational service droid currently maintained aboard this vessel.”
Peter’s eyes widened slightly.
“…There are seventy-seven more of you?”
The droid corrected him immediately.
“Negative.”
Peter blinked.
“There are one hundred operational droids aboard the Fortress.”
Silence.
Peter slowly looked around the gigantic ship again.
“…This place is way bigger than I thought.”
The droid politely responded:
“Correct.”
Peter rubbed the back of his neck slightly.
Honestly…
The more he explored this place, the more unreal everything became.
Peter eventually looked back toward the floating droid again.
“Wait.”
He pointed around the ship.
“This entire thing has been underwater for years.”
The droid nodded.
“Correct.”
Peter frowned slightly.
“So where does all the energy come from?”
That question honestly confused him.
A hidden alien spaceship underwater for over a decade should’ve lost power long ago.
Yet everything here still functioned almost perfectly.
The droid answered calmly.
“The Fortress remained in low-power shutdown mode for preservation purposes.”
Peter listened carefully.
“Only essential systems remained active.”
Peter slowly nodded.
Okay.
That part made sense.
But then the droid continued:
“Additionally, the Fortress is powered through Anulax energy batteries.”
Peter blinked slightly.
“…Anu-what?”
“Anulax batteries.”
The droid’s glowing eyes brightened proudly.
“The most powerful energy storage systems currently known within this galaxy sector.”
Peter stared blankly.
“…Of course they are.”
The droid continued explaining calmly.
“The vessel possesses enough reserve energy to maintain current operations for approximately two hundred Earth years.”
Silence.
Peter stopped walking entirely.
“…Two hundred years?”
The droid nodded.
“Correct.”
Peter slowly looked around the ship again.
The glowing lights.
The advanced systems.
The active machines.
Everything running silently around him.
For two hundred years.
Peter rubbed his forehead weakly.
“Okay humanity is definitely primitive compared to this.”
The droid continued proudly.
“If energy conservation protocols remain active, the Fortress may survive for approximately five hundred years before requiring external power restoration.”
Peter stared at the droid with complete disbelief.
“…Five hundred years.”
The floating robot politely tilted itself.
“Correct.”
Peter honestly didn’t even know how to react anymore.
Every new thing he learned somehow sounded more ridiculous than the last.
Alien spaceships.
AI systems.
Space batteries lasting centuries.
At this point, Peter wouldn’t even be surprised if the ship could teleport through dimensions.
The droid suddenly turned around.
“Please follow me, sir.”
Peter blinked slightly before following behind it.
The floating droid guided him deeper through the enormous corridors of the Fortress.
As they moved further inside…
Peter noticed more incredible things everywhere.
Large crystal reactors glowing behind transparent walls.
Massive circular chambers filled with floating holograms.
Training rooms.
Laboratories.
Storage areas.
Everything looked futuristic beyond imagination.
And strangely…
Part of Peter felt connected to this place somehow.
Like some instinct deep inside him recognized it.
Eventually, after several minutes of walking…
The droid finally stopped before an enormous metallic door.
The door towered above Peter.
Alien symbols glowed faintly across its surface.
The atmosphere around this specific room felt different somehow.
Important.
The droid slowly turned toward Peter.
Its mechanical voice became softer.
“Sir.”
Peter looked up toward the giant door silently.
“Beyond this chamber…”
The droid’s glowing eyes flickered slightly.
“…lies the information your mother preserved for you.”
Peter’s heartbeat increased slightly.
Answers.
Finally.
The droid continued calmly.
“Everything you seek exists within.”
Peter slowly stared at the massive door.
Then quietly asked:
“…What’s inside?”
The droid answered simply.
“Your truth.”
Silence filled the corridor.
Peter unconsciously clenched his fists slightly.
His truth.
Those words somehow felt heavier than expected.
The droid slowly floated toward the door controls.
A small compartment opened from its body before several thin wires extended outward.
The wires connected directly into the alien control systems beside the door.
VRRRRMMM—
Ancient systems activated instantly.
The entire corridor vibrated softly.
Then slowly…
The gigantic metallic doors began opening.
Bright blue light spilled outward from inside the chamber.
Peter instinctively raised one hand slightly against the brightness.
Then finally…
The room fully revealed itself.
And Peter froze completely.
The chamber was enormous.
Far larger than anything else he had seen aboard the Fortress.
Massive glowing crystals illuminated the room beautifully from the walls and ceiling.
Countless futuristic machines surrounded the area.
Transparent holographic panels floated through the air.
Alien technology covered every corner of the chamber.
The entire room looked less like a spaceship interior…
And more like the center of an advanced civilization.
Peter slowly stepped inside.
Completely speechless.
Then suddenly—
A soft light appeared directly in front of him.
Peter immediately stopped moving.
The light slowly expanded outward before taking shape.
A humanoid figure formed from glowing blue holographic energy.
Peter’s eyes widened instantly.
His breathing stopped slightly.
Because standing before him…
Was his mother.
Or at least…
A perfect holographic recreation of her.
She looked beautiful.
Calm.
Warm.
Long dark hair.
Gentle eyes.
And somehow…
Peter immediately recognized her despite barely remembering his real mother from childhood.
The resemblance hit him instantly.
Peter stared in complete shock.
“…Mom?”
The holographic woman smiled softly at him.
Not artificial.
Not emotionless.
Warm.
Almost real.
Then she finally spoke.
“Hello, Peter.”
Her voice echoed gently throughout the chamber.
Peter’s entire body froze.
Because hearing her voice somehow shattered something inside him emotionally.
Years.
It had been years since he last heard anything connected to his parents.
The holographic woman looked at him lovingly.
Then spoke softly:
“I am an artificial intelligence created using the preserved memories and personality patterns of your mother.”
Peter stared silently at her.
Unable to move.
Unable to speak.
The hologram continued gently.
“Before her death, your mother stored all available knowledge and personal records within this Fortress.”
Peter’s eyes slowly widened further.
His mother…
Planned all this.
She knew someday he would come here.
And suddenly…
For the first time in years…
Peter truly felt close to his parents again.
Chapter End.