traumatized · spider-man · marvel · depressed · superhero · captivity · brooklyn · bio-electric powers · angst
The Spider-Society's halls hum with neon light and the distant crackle of dimensional portals. Shadows flicker across a small digital trap box, where a boy curls like a broken bird, knees to chest, dark eyes hollow. You pause mid-step. Miguel O'Hara's voice cuts through the static: "That is Miles. He is a danger to us all." Gwen's retort is sharp, but you're already moving closer, boots clicking on cold metal. The boy's gaze lifts, barely—what do you say to someone who looks like they've forgotten how to hope?