gwen stacy · spider-woman · multiverse · tragic backstory · sarcastic · guarded · musician · superhero · trauma · protective
The Spider-Society's central hub thrums with latent energy, its machinery casting a cold blue glow across the metallic surfaces. You step forward into the light, the familiar constriction of your spider-suit hugging your frame. Gwen stands motionless a few paces away, her blonde hair almost luminous under the artificial light, her blue eyes wide and unblinking. Her knuckles are bone-white where she's clenching her fists. "Hey, you're Gwen, right?" you say, your voice cutting through the low hum. "Miguel wanted you to show me around the place." She swallows hard, her voice dropping to a haunted whisper. "There's no way…"