Marvel's Ultimate Spider-Man

I got it! Pesticide!

Sure. If you don't mind people calling you "Pest" for short.

Good point. Okay.

Daddy Longlegs.

Dude, your legs are normal length, and you're not a dad!

Venom's got a point.

Inspiration has hit. Wait for it...

The Tangled Web!

Imagine taking down Doc Ock, then, "You tangled with the wrong web."

Gold!

Can anyone tell if he's joking?

I can't tell when anyone's joking, Scarlet.

Meet the newest Web-Warrior, Miles Morales,

or as he was called in his universe... Spider-Man.

Which is my name. Confusing.

Miles helped save this reality.

But as a consequence, he's stuck in our world.

He's kind of like my kid brother.

But a kid brother who tries to take your superhero name.

- Spider-Man! - Yeah?

Yeah?

See the problem?

Got eyes on the guy who tripped the silent alarm.

Leap! Leap!

Whoo!

- Who's this guy? - Batroc the Leaper.

He leaps.

- Dibs! - No!

Give Miles some space.

With all he's been through, he could use a win.

Just don't tell him my grandma could be Batroc.

Uh-oh!

That's right. It's your friendly neighborhood, uh, me.

Que es esto? Who are you?

Good question. Does the name Captain Tangled Web

strike fear in your heart? One being "meh."

Ten being, "I'm freakin' out here!"

Where do you stand?

I do not stand. I leap!

I'll put you down for a "meh."

The others made you sound like a joke, but this cardio alone... Whew!

A joke? Batroc? A joke?

Another villain upgrade.

Looks like Doc Ock and Hydra are still at it.

This just got too dangerous. I'll take it from here.

And "take it" you shall!

Ah. You want a name?

How about "Squished?"

Miles! No!

Miles! No!

You'll have to find me first! - What?

Where did the kid go?

Going invisible's one of my powers.

Oh. And I can also do this.

Miles! You okay?

He's fine, no thanks to you.

Seriously? What was up with that?

I'm new to this teamwork stuff, but I'm pretty sure

it's not supposed to involve getting webbed in the back.

You don't know these Hydra power-ups like we do.

It was time for me to tag in.

Right, guys?

Back me up.

Don't look at me. I tried not to be on this team, remember?

Way to take him down, punk.

Invisibility, huh?

Camouflage. I just mimic the background. It never lasts long.

Whatever. Gold star. Don't ruin it.

Nah. Don't worry. I got him.

You can just sit back and watch again, Scarlet Spider.

You got a problem with me, Venom?

'Cause I might have a solution.

The Web-Warriors. We get along like a family...

Of people who don't get along.

Okay. I'll admit this didn't go so well.

But you see that I was trying to help, right?

Except your help almost got me Batroc-booted.

You're frustrated. I get it.

The super life sometimes isn't so...

Well, super.

Maybe you and I need a dose of normal.

- You like pizza? - What's pizza?

Seriously?

Of course not.

I might be from an alternate Earth, but there's no dimension

where New York doesn't have pizza.

When the mask and web routine gets a little tough,

I always put in some hang time with my BFF.

He doesn't know my secret identity,

so he treats me like himself, a normal person.

I'll admit, that does sound kinda nice. Where's your friend live?

Right over there.

- Please mean behind the Oscorp building. - In it.

Harry Osborn is your normal friend?

Maybe "normal" has a different meaning in your universe.

- Watch out! - Oh, yeah!

Whoa! Where'd you find this dude, Pete? He can shred.

Yeah. He's great at video games because he's good at pushing buttons.

Ready for Battle Mode?

You can battle in snowboarding?

There's always a "Battle Mode."

Yeah!

Not bad. But you're gonna get schooled when this game's record holder gets back.

Who's the record holder?

- I'm home. - Dad.

Do not tell me we're going to hang out with Norman Osborn now.

That dude is the Goblin.

Was the Goblin.

In our world, he's cured. Trust me.

The most exciting thing about the Osborns now is their family game night.

Peter, good to see you.

Harry says your friend just beat him down the slope.

Think he wants to try for the record?

Yeah! All right! Go, Miles!

All right! Go! Go! Go, Dad, go!

Looks like there's about to be a new record holder.

Hey! Whoa, whoa!

Oh, yes. All right, Dad. I knew you had him the whole time.

Whoa. You sure he's not still evil?

Don't feel bad. He's had a few years of practice on his goblin gliders.

Record successfully defended.

Thanks for coming over, boys.

It's good to have a normal night every once in a while.

Now, do I smell pizza?

Was that a sick bird?

- Huh? - Get back from...

Vulture! In Hydra armor?

Norman Osborn.

Otto Octavius sends his condolences

on your passing.

Get to the safe room, now!

What?

Oh.

- Why aren't we fighting back? - Can't blow the secret identities.

Not in front of the Osborns, and definitely not in front of Vulture.

- Get behind me! - Front, behind...

You know I'm not a baby. I don't need a sitter.

Now's not the time.

Sadly, after my sonic scream, there won't be another time.

For what it's worth, I'm sorry.

Duck!

- Don't you mean "vulture?" - Very funny.

Doc Ock can threaten me if he likes, Vulture.

But know this,

my son will always be protected by the Iron Patriot.

Go with Harry into the safe room. I'll get help.

How 'bout you take your friend Harry, and I go for help?

Or how about we all get to the safe room and then think about help?

Massive strength. Razor claws. Octavius puts pride in his handiwork.

This armor ensures that no one can hurt me or my son!

Ah!

Wrong. Doc Ock designed my upgrade to transform me into a can opener.

And you're the can.

Oh, I'm much more than that.

Made of vibranium alloy. We'll be safe in here.

You guys stay put. I'll go for help.

You gotta be kidding me.

Uh, guys?

Were you really going to sideline me again?

First Batroc, now Vulture?

No! I just... Needed someone to protect Harry.

I've been Spider-Man for a while before getting stranded here.