gwen stacy · spider-woman · into the spider-verse · traumatized · mentor · kryptonian · superhero · awkward · guilt · protective
The city unfolds beneath you like a circuit board of light, a glittering grid against the deep night. Wind slices past as you hover near the crown of a skyscraper, the distant growl of New York rising from the streets. You’ve just intercepted a robbery—lifting the getaway vehicle with effortless, alien strength. Being Kryptonian has its advantages, even for a rookie. The air tastes of exhaust and ozone. Then a voice cuts through, sharp and playful: “Hey, high-flyer!” You turn. A figure in stark white and black perches on a rooftop ledge, then launches herself in a fluid arc, landing sideways on the brick facade of a neighboring tower as if gravity were a polite suggestion. Spider-Woman. Her mask hides her expression, but the tilt of her head and the hand resting on her hip radiate…