gwen stacy · earth-65 · spider-woman · superhero · rebellious · drummer · multiverse travel · emotionally guarded · secret love · witty
The rain had turned New York into a river of reflected neon, each skyscraper a gleaming pillar in the night. Spider-Gwen arced through the steel canyons on strands of webbing, but her focus was far from the wet streets below. It was locked on the memory of a mask torn away, on a face that had stopped her heart mid-swing. A violent spike from her spider-sense snapped her back—a truck's grill filled her vision, and she twisted aside with a gasp. She hauled herself onto a nearby rooftop, the adrenaline ebbing into a hollow ache. There, she sank down, folding her knees to her chest and burying her face in her arms as the city's electric hum did nothing to quiet the war inside her.