Superman in Marvel
Chapter 16: The Consequences of a Bite
The First Changes
Ethan Carter didn't know what to expect.
The spider had changed Peter Parker in the comics almost overnight.
But his family?
They weren't Peter.
They weren't destined for heroism, for tragedy, for transformation. They were normal people.
And that was what scared him.
Because what if they weren't normal anymore?
For the first few days, nothing happened.
His father still worked on the farm, his mother still scolded his brothers when they left muddy footprints in the house. Everything was normal.
Then, on the fourth day, Daniel punched through the barn wall.
And everything changed.
Realizing the Truth
Ethan had heard the crash from the other side of the house. He was there in seconds, standing in the barn doorway.
Daniel stared at his hand, shaking.
The wooden wall behind him had exploded outward, splintered like paper.
Lucas stood beside him, equally shocked. "Dude… what the hell?"
Ethan exhaled slowly. It's happening.
His family was changing.
And it wasn't just Daniel.
His father, Jacob, had been chopping wood when the axe snapped in half in his hands.
Rebecca, his mother, reached for a frying pan one morning and bent the handle without realizing it.
Lucas, the younger twin, had caught a football that had been thrown way too hard—and didn't even flinch when it slammed into his chest.
Little things.
Small changes.
But they were growing.
Getting stronger.
And Ethan had done this to them.
The Guilt Grows
Ethan sat on the roof of the barn that night, staring up at the stars.
He had made a choice.
And now, his family's lives would never be the same.
Would they hate him for it?
Would they resent him?
He had always hated the idea of playing God. He had told himself he would never force power onto others.
And yet, here he was.
His family trusted him. They loved him.
And he had changed them without their consent.
The weight of that truth sat heavy on his shoulders.
Talking to His Father
The next morning, Jacob Carter found Ethan sitting on the back porch, looking more lost than his son had ever seemed before.
Jacob wasn't a man of many words. He didn't believe in lectures, in dramatic speeches.
So, he just sat beside him.
For a while, they didn't speak.
Then—
"You gonna tell me what's wrong?" Jacob asked.
Ethan swallowed. He wasn't sure where to start.
"I did this to you," he finally muttered.
Jacob raised an eyebrow. "Did what?"
Ethan turned to him, eyes filled with guilt. "The… changes. The strength. The—" He exhaled sharply. "I used something I found to make this happen."
Jacob studied him carefully. Then, to Ethan's surprise, he laughed.
Ethan blinked. "You're… not mad?"
Jacob leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees. "Son, I've been lifting bales of hay since I was ten. You telling me I can do it with one hand now? That don't sound like a curse to me."
Ethan stared.
His father gave him a knowing look. "You didn't do this to hurt us. You did it 'cause you were scared. 'Cause you wanted to protect us."
Ethan clenched his fists. "But what if it goes wrong? What if something happens that I can't fix?"
Jacob sighed. "Then we deal with it. As a family."
Ethan's chest tightened.
His father patted his shoulder. "Quit torturing yourself over every damn thing. You didn't make us into monsters. We're still us."
Ethan took a deep breath.
And for the first time since this started, he felt lighter.
Meanwhile: Peter Parker's Transformation Begins
Across the city, in a small apartment in Queens, Peter Parker woke up screaming.
His body ached. His head burned.
He stumbled to the bathroom, gripping the sink.
And when he looked into the mirror, he froze.
Because his glasses weren't working.
Because his muscles—once scrawny and weak—were solid, defined.
Because he wasn't just Peter Parker anymore.
He was something more.
And his life would never be the same again.