I'm Spider-Man (MCU) - Chapter 632: Betrayal

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As Knull emerged from the portal, a wave of symbiote slime followed closely behind, spreading across the floor like a dark tide. Miguel, with a sense of urgency, gestured toward Peter, directing Knull’s attention. “It’s him you need to kill. Once you do, I’ll uphold my end of the deal and open a portal to any universe you desire.”

Knull, the eldritch god of darkness, turned his imposing gaze towards Peter, his presence exuding an otherworldly malevolence. “You,” Knull rumbled, his voice sending shivers down Miguel’s spine.

“Yo.” Peter waved casually, his demeanor the complete opposite of Miguel, who seemed like he would sh*t himself should Knull take a single step in his direction.

Miguel, nervously trying to maintain his composure, insisted, “Deal’s a deal. Kill him, and you get what you want.”

However, Knull’s gaze shifted away from Peter, as if the Spider-Man before him were inconsequential, and turned to Miguel, staring at him as if he were a speck of dust. Confused and alarmed, Miguel couldn’t fathom why Knull was gazing at him like this. After all, he was the one to summon the god and set up the deal in the first place.

“Deal? It’s not you I’ve made a deal with, little bug,” Knull declared, his attention drawn elsewhere, turning back to eye Peter, who raised a curious brow.

‘Ohh, I can feel the drama unfolding…’ Peter thought as he started ti enjoy this whole situation, and wondered whether he should summon some popcorn for himself to enjoy the show.

Miguel, staring at Knull’s back, was perplexed. He had contacted Knull through LYLA, his AI, and brought him here, so who else could he have possibly made a deal with? ‘What the f*ck is going on?!’ Miguel thought, truly perplexed.

As Knull ignored him completely, Miguel worked up the courage to walk forward, reaching out to grab Knull’s shoulder, attempting to regain his attention. “Hey, wait a minute! You may have met with LYLA, but I’m her boss-”

Before Miguel could finish his sentence, his hand only inches away from Knulls shoulder, suddenly, the black sludge on the floor moved with a surprising burst of speed, forming a blade that sliced through Miguel’s arm. The severed limb fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound.

Miguel, wide eyed and in pain, stumbled backward, cradling his injured arm. The symbiote goo formed a protective barrier around Knull, preventing any blood from reaching their god.

Uncle Ben, standing beside Peter, watched Miguel’s severed arm fly from his body and hit the floor with a satisfied grin. Though he yearned to be the one inflicting the pain, witnessing Miguel’s suffering brought a sense of great gratification.

Knull turned to eye Miguel with indifference before addressing LYLA, who stood to the side, smiling viciously as she watched the entire exchange. “Does this one not know who your real master is?”

LYLA replied coldly, “No, Master Centurion wouldn’t allow me to reveal anything until now.”

Miguel, still reeling from the unexpected attack, screamed in agony as he struggled to comprehend the situation. The pain in his severed arm was excruciating, and the revelation that Knull had a different master left him bewildered and vulnerable.

Peter observed the chaos unfolding with a mix of amusement and surprise. Amusement because Miguel, in his desperation, had not only summoned an eldritch god but was now reaping the consequences of a deal gone wrong. His surprise, however, stemmed from the unexpected revelation that LYLA, one of the main founders of the Spider-Society and Miguel’s trusted companion, betrayed him as well.

‘This was not in the movie…’ Peter thought. Though he began to realize that it made sense. LYLA was the AI that pretty much ran the entire Society, so it wasn’t hard to believe that she was the one behind everything. ‘She must have been manipulating them from the background under her real Masters orders…’

Speaking of her master, the name Centurion triggered a flicker of recognition in Peter’s mind as he recalled the leaders of the council of Kang’s…

Immortus, Rama-Tut, and lastly Centurion.

It seemed LYLA had some dark connections, either corrupted or planted by Centurion himself. The details mattered less to Peter than the realization that she had never truly been on Miguel’s side, at least not for a long time.

Meanwhile, Miguel, facing betrayal from both Knull and LYLA, turned to the AI with a look of pure disbelief. She had been his confidante, his ally, and now, she had cast aside their trust.

Miguel muttered, “This is a joke, right?” His eyes never left LYLA, who scoffed dismissively. Seeing her reaction, reality hit him as he questioned, “Why?”

LYLA, seemingly annoyed, retorted, “God, you’re so pathetic. I don’t know what I ever saw in you.” Her disdain cut through Miguel’s already wounded pride.

But LYLA wasn’t done. “You’re nothing like Master Centurion! He’s so strong… smart… and handsome!” A fanatical glint appeared in her holographic features, surprising Miguel with her sudden shift in allegiance.

Putting the pieces together, Miguel realized that this Centurion person must have hacked and corrupted LYLA, turning her against him. The betrayal stung deeper as he grappled with the fact that his most trusted ally had become an instrument of his downfall.

Ignoring Miguel once again, Knull turned to LYLA, questioning, “He’s the one Centurion wants, right?” He gestured to Peter, not taking him seriously at all.

LYLA nodded, her cold response dripping with malice. “Yes, Master wants him alive, though he never said anything about him staying in one piece, so feel free to injure or maim him however you please.”

A malicious smile crept across Knull’s visage as he turned back to Peter, sword in hand and an army of symbiotes at his feet.

In the face of Knull’s imposing presence, Peter’s casual demeanor contrasted sharply with the fear gripping everyone else in the room. Shivers ran down their spines as they beheld the eldritch god’s power, invoking a primal fear that paralyzed them.

The Spider-Gang couldn’t help but shrink away from the dark gods imposing stare, inching closer to Peter in fear for their lives. After all, they were just normal Spider-People. They weren’t built for fighting these types of universes ending entities.

Ignoring Knull for the moment, Peter focused on LYLA, realizing the impending confrontation with the Council of Kangs demanded her capture for crucial information. And if he wasn’t quick about it, then she would most likely run away during his battle with Knull, which would annoy him to no end.

Contemplating how to apprehend an AI, Peter’s gaze fell upon a formidable-looking supercomputer setup at the back of the room. A sly grin played on his lips as he pondered a plan. ‘That might just work,’ he thought, eyeing the computer.

As Knull grew more furious with Peter’s disregard for his presence, he prepared to voice his displeasure. But before a word could escape his lips, Peter vanished from view, leaving everyone in the room bewildered.

Knull, however, quickly spotted him, sitting nonchalantly in Miguel’s computer chair, fingers dancing across the keyboard at lightning speed. The disrespect and disregard for his presence was beginning to the dark gods pride.

Although his pride and ego were being challenged, Knull’s curious about Peter’s actions kept him quiet for a moment, observing his targets actions with growing interest.

Soon, the others in the room followed Knull’s gaze, only to find Peter there as well. As LYLA saw what he was doing, panic and fear reflected in her eyes. Desperate, she screamed, “Stop! Don’t touch that!” But sadly, for her, it was far too late.

With a casual tap of his finger on the enter key, LYLA’s holographic form flickered as she screamed, “Aaaaarrggh!”

As her ear piercing banshee scream filled the room, suddenly, her form completely vanished completely.

“W-What did you do?” Miguel asked, a worried look on his face. LYLA may have betrayed him, but he was still hopeful of fixing her somehow.

Ignoring Miguel, Peter smirked as a locked file icon titled LYLA appeared on the computers main screen. Without missing a beat, Peter extracted a hard drive from his storage necklace, plugged it in and transferred the file before stowed it away once again.

He now held LYLA captive, ready to extract the truth later.

Shock and disbelief painted the faces of those witnessing the scene, but Uncle Ben, wearing a madman’s smirk, reveled in LYLA’s swift capture. He had always hated LYLA. It was like he could sense her bad intentions, which always seemed to rub him the wrong way.

Standing up, Peter turned to Knull, who eyed him with a small bit of newfound caution. “Why don’t we find a nice secluded place to fight? After all, I don’t want to destroy this entire planet a few seconds into our fight…” Peter suggested, though it sounded more like a demand.

Knull was on the verge of refusal, but Peter waved his hand, conjuring a massive portal beneath Knull, swallowing him and his symbiote army.

“!?” Knulls eyes widened as he fell through the portal, but for he could try to escape, it snapped shut behind him.

Before following after Knull, Peter tapped a button on the computer, which swiftly sealed off the entrance portal Knull had arrived through, cutting off the rest of the symbiotes.

Turning to Uncle Ben, Peter delegated the aftermath of Miguel’s fate, saying, “I’ll leave what’s left of Miguel to you.” With that, he vanished, teleporting away, leaving Uncle Ben to relish the opportunity for revenge as a wicked smirk adorned his face.

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