Peter Parker never thought that something like this would happen but it was really true to be honest, the world was really about to change, would it be for the better, would it be for the worst, well that would be something that would happen in time.

He stood in the middle of New York City, it was a long way from being rebuilt to its shiny empire and Peter watched Gwen rather calmly in a moment. She walked over towards him, sliding behind him and wrapping her arms around him. He leaned back towards her, and the blonde smiled, leaning onto him.

"So?" Peter asked her and Gwen gave him a smile once again.

"Can you believe this?" Gwen asked Peter and Peter smiled, shaking his head in amusement as he looked at her. "I mean you've done it…not that I didn't have any faith in you but…the world just feels a lot more hopeful."

Peter spun around once again to face her and he placed his hands gently on the side of her head, brushing a strand of blonde hair away from her face once again. The young blonde once again raised her chest and allowed it to lower.

"Yes, let's hope it stays that way," Peter told her and Gwen looked at him, raising an eyebrow and she opened her mouth once again.

"Corny, just corny, Pete," Gwen said, giving him a playful punch to the shoulder and he turned around towards him.

"Well you know that you like that," Peter said, holding his arms around her but suddenly, Nick Fury showed up right next to him.

"You just know how to spoil a mood, don't you, Fury," Gwen said and Fury brushed it up after a few seconds once again.

"So, the world is saved once again, but I wouldn't be patting yourself on the back too much," Fury said once again.

"See, that's what he's like, he's always spoiling the mood, isn't he?" Peter asked her and Gwen shrugged her shoulders but Fury placed his hands down against his side once again.

"Well, I guess that when you're the top cop, you got to bring down the party," Gwen said and she shook her head. "But you got to believe, that he has a point to be honest about it."

Peter hated to agree with this but Gwen really did have that point and he hated that fact once again. Her fingers rubbed his scalp rather casually and calmly.

"So, we just keep picking up and doing what we're doing, and I'm sure that you'll be back in business all too soon," Peter said and Fury once again leaned his head down, staring into his face once again.

"You know so all too well…."

There was a moment where Peter turned around once again and the sun was setting on the world. There was a lot to do still but there was a lot that they were done.

Perhaps he was just imagining things, but he was feeling like he had accomplished a lot but there was a new chapter in his life that was beginning.

"Just enjoy the moment, because you might not have another one," Fury said and he disappeared once again.

There was potential technology that was around in the city, and Fury had to scramble to pick it all up, before some of the more unsavory people got their hands on it. The Avengers and the Fantastic Four were there.

"So, that's awesome, we did it," Kitty said, pumping her fist up into the air and then she stopped once again, crossing her arms together. Then she paused with Peter's eyes locked onto hers and the brunette shook her head. "Well…..you did it…"

"No, you're right the first time, we did it, we all did it together," Peter said once again and Kitty stared at him.

"So about the Phoenix Force….."

"Gone," Peter said snapping his fingers and Kitty opened her mouth. "It served its purpose with me, so it was time to let it go, it completely returned to the one person who could control it."

"Jean," Kitty muttered and Peter smiled and nodded in response.

"Jean," Peter said once again and he wondered what she was doing out there, she had to travel the universe to discover herself.

Discovering himself, boy he could deal with that, he could deal with that, he knew that, one hundred percent of the way. His head inclined down once again, with Kitty approaching him once again.

"I'm sure that she's really going to find herself and…"

"We're going to just do what we can do, and meet any challenges," Gwen said, and there was a blinking light off to the side, it was really hard to really figure out the long term consequences that was going to happen, but they would figure it out.

"So are you ready to go?" Peter asked her and Gwen turned towards him, with a bit of a smug grin on her face, placing her hands on Peter's waist.

"Ready when you are, Pete, ready when you are," Gwen told him and Peter decided that was good enough for him, the two of them prepared to go home.

At least to get a little sleep, where there was a lot more do and a lot more challenges that would pop up in the world.

"So, how does it feel like to save the world?" Gwen asked her.

"I had help…"

Gwen silenced Peter with a kiss, running her tongue into his mouth, and Peter returned the kiss with equal fever, pulling her in close.

"So, are you ready to accept responsibility for your successes?" Gwen asked and Peter didn't say anything, he just smiled.

It was time to head home and they knew what was going to happen next.

"Yeah, Aunt May, everything is okay…..yeah you take care as well, we've got a lot to do, but we're going to do it because that's what we do, that's what heroes do."

X-X-X

"Will the world ever understand what happened on this day? There has been a lot of speculation and much of it has been unfounded, but that being said, there is a lot of people who are trying to figure out what happened out there. The United States government declines comment, especially with their random about face of them deciding to restore New York after the past few months of shoving it underneath the carpet."

Nick Fury and Tony Stark looked at each other, they were neither going to confirm nor deny how much they had to do that. Needless to say, if Stark dealt with Congress again, it would be way too soon. He needed a good stiff drink.

He didn't make a habit of doing so after doing so but after dealing with politicians, he was going to need one.

"Pass me a glass of that Stark," Fury barked once again and Stark looked at him. "That's the good shit, isn't it?"

"Yeah it is, we're celebrating surviving Congress more than saving the world, aren't we?" Stark asked and Fury turned to him. "Right, just pouring you a drink right now once again."

Fury took the drink once again, tipping the drink up to his mouth and gulped it down. Once again, he dropped the drink down to the table once again.

"So, Parker…..he was something out there, wasn't he?" Stark asked and Fury nodded once again.

"Yeah, thought that the kid had the stuff for a very long time once again, but he had a lot to deal with, I think that he'll be quite the leader, in fact he's already on his way there," Fury said once again, he was not going to say that he butted heads with the young man for that long, hell he butted heads with the kid's parents, so that runs into a family.

"So, are you going to offer him a spot in SHIELD?"

Fury turned around to him.

"SHIELD isn't around anymore, so there really isn't any point, but anything that he's a part of, it should be interesting," Fury said once again. Apocalypse was the ultimate test once again and Fury took another drink when Stark offered to it.

"So, I have to ask the question…..you know what question, isn't it?" Stark asked him and Fury grunted, inviting him to say it. "Is this the end of Apocalypse?"

Fury once again looked at him, curiously surveying the man over the top of the glass. "You've been around the block a long time, not as long as me, but how many enemies have you seen experience certain doom and they've found a way to come back?"

"As long as there's a fanatical follower, then there will be a way to bring them back," Stark replied, nearly swallowing the lump in his throat and Fury looked at him once again.

"Now you got the picture, now you got the picture," Fury told him once again and he took a drink. "But someone like you Stark, you would have had the picture for a long time ago."

There was no question about it.

"Heroes are much more appreciated, we might not agree with what they do, and how they do it, but the average person on the seat realizes that without them, the common person would not have any hope."

"She's right, but she's wrong you know," Fury said and Stark's eyes turned towards him. "Heroes are born out of normal people, they just have extraordinary powers, and some of them not even that."

Fury was looking rather thoughtful, perhaps it was the fact that he knocked back a drink too many but there were going to be people like Spider-Man who had a long lasting legacy, long after people like Nick Fury, Tony Stark, Reed Richards, and Steve Rogers.

He was not a hero because of the fact that he was appreciated, in fact there were many instances when he was treated like dirt, and sometimes he was treated even beneath dirt. But that was fine, even though there were times where he was knocked to his lowest, he believed in himself.

Belief in himself, that was the most important thing there.

"Pass me another drink, Stark," Fury told him and Stark looked at him with a questioning expression in his eyes.

"Fury, with all due respect, are you sure that you…..you've had enough, haven't you?"

"Stark, did I stutter, I told you to pass me a drink," Fury told him once again and Stark once again gave him a mocking salute. "You know, without that armor, you're just another rich playboy…."

"Yeah, but I've got a few more brain cells than a your average rich playboy with an uninflated sense of himself," Stark said to him. "So, what's going on with SHIELD anyway?"

"Give me another drink, and put me in a good mood, and I might tell you," Fury said and Stark smiled, seducing your average woman wasn't as easy as getting information out of Nick Fury.

X-X-X

Gwen lazily leaned against Peter's chest when he stroked her hair. The blonde was just basking in the moment, and they were basking in each other's attention, when she shifted up against his body.

"You know something Pete?"

"Mmm," Peter said, once again playing with his soon to be wife's hair.

"You know, if you just stopped being Spider-Man, no one would fault you, or if you took a lot of time off to say the very least," Gwen said, she didn't sound hopeful, not really, she sounded rather matter of fact by that statement.

Peter's mouth shifted into a brief smile.

"Gwen, you know that I can't do that, and you know that I can't," Peter answered her once again, and pulled her into another simmering kiss once again.

The blonde dropped down against him, her head resting against it. "I know, but I'm just saying…..no one would…"

"I would have to look no further than a mirror to find someone that would fault me," Peter reminded her and Gwen's breath escaped her lips in a sigh.

"Well that's an interesting pragmatic response to that question," Gwen said once again but she thought that Peter had a point. If nothing else, this verified something that she knew to be true for years. "You are your own worst critic…"

"I am?" Peter asked and Gwen looked at him, deciding to shift her weight. Her legs straddled over his lap once again, placing her hands on his shoulder once again.

"Yes, Peter Parker, you are," Gwen agreed with him, her bright blue eyes meeting his brown eyes. "All of those years, you weren't fighting for the respect of anyone out there, not Jameson, not Fury, not any of the people who thought that you couldn't be a hero because you were a punk teenager, you were fighting your own internal battle with yourself."

"It's not all….it's not because of Uncle Ben after all of these years…"

"No, you wanted to prove yourself as something that the world can be proud of before then," Gwen agreed and Peter once again blinked. "Just stop and think about it, it was your uncle who said that…..he told you to do that the right way…"

"The right way, what's the right way anyway?" Peter asked her and Gwen smiled, brushing her hand against his chest once again.

"You've found that way, you've found that right way," Gwen said once again and she pushed back. "And Spider-Man has become more than a mask that you've worn, it has become a symbol for the future, and it's gotten you plenty of attention and admiration."

Peter once again opened his mouth to argue this moment but Gwen wrapped her legs around him once again, pulling him close.

"I agree though, it wasn't the right kind most of the time, but hey, they can't all be winners," Gwen said and she shook her head. "A few women who were torn between killing with you or molesting you…"

"And some of them weren't particular what order that did those deeds in," Peter told Gwen and Gwen wrinkled her nose in frustration and nodded.

"Yes, yes," Gwen agreed, she remembered some of those people quite well and Peter wasn't sure. "But in the end, I guess you inspired them…"

"Inspired my fair share of villians," Peter said once again but he wasn't saying this as a way of fact.

"Names might have been changed, gimmicks might be different, but a lot of those were on the slippery slope to villainy before Spider-Man swung into their lives," Gwen reminded them swiftly and firmly.

Peter was stopped colder, colder than he had against any single super villain that he had the misfortune going up against. Gwen's argument had done a good job in stopping him cold in his tracks to be honest, and his mouth hung halfway open.

"You know that I'm right," Gwen reminded him and Peter once again could not argue this point.

Gwen could barely hold back a giggle that she was holding him back into the couch, grinding up against him once again.

"And despite all of your powers, you're still weak to one thing," Gwen said once again and Peter looked at him.

"That's a good weakness though, and I doubt that many of the super villains will think of using of it…..and we still got a wedding to figure out when to have, you know, because it got post poned on the account of me dying."

"Yes, I know," Gwen agreed once again. "You know, we wait long enough, we'll be common lawed married anyway, but I supposed that we should have an official ceremony anyway…..and all of the security, because you know our wedding is going to be a magnate for super villains coming out in every which way."

Peter sighed, if that wasn't the truth, he really didn't know what was. That being said, Gwen pressed against his body once again, leaning in closely.

"I love you….."

Moment was killed right there when the phone rang. Gwen only gave four people on Earth that private number and she was pretty sure that she could guess that a fifth might be able to get his hands on it because of who he was.

She reached over and answered the phone once again, picking it up.

"Yes, Fury."

"I have a proposition for the two of you, if you would like to hear it," Fury told them and their curiosity was piqued suddenly.

Needless to say, Peter wondered where his legacy would be as Spider-Man especially when the entire world knew who was underneath the mask and that was a disaster waiting to happen but if Nick Fury called up, you just had to accept the charges, and see what he would have in store.

The adventured continued with a wild ride.

Twenty Years Later:

The front door was knocked down and a costumed criminal made his way through the door, holding a couple of sacks of money over his shoulder once again. He looked at the door that said Parker Industries once again but suddenly, there was something that jumped in front of him.

A line of webbing ripped the money out of his hands and caused him to land ass over tea kettle on the ground. He pulled out a weapon that shot a few rings at his enemy, but she dodged the attack once again.

She was dressed in the trademark spider webs, but there were a few alterations to the classic costume that caused a little bit of surprise for some people. That being said, the criminal looked up once again.

"The villains I fight in this city, I swear, they're getting lamer, the greater the technology is," the girl said, webbing the villain to a light post.

That being said, she didn't even have a chance to throw off a quality quip, and to be fair, she wouldn't want to waste them on this particular villain.

"So just stick around," she told him and he struggled against the post, trying to free himself but there was no way out, not at all.

She was the amazing, sensational, the spectacular Spider-Girl, and she swung away on a web line, making her way from the city once again, to find out more times.

The face of Peter Parker was plastered all over the city but in the park, there was a nice statue of his alter ego, Spider-Man. Or at least it was his alter ego, up until he retired from that life about sixteen years ago, around the time that he was born.

He inspired a generation of heroes and a super hero retirement meant too many times that you only put on the costume about eight months out of the year as opposed to twelve. That being said, age was slowing him down a little bit, even though he lived a life that was nice.

Riley Mayday Parker, the Amazing Spider-Girl dropped down once again, and she knew that her father was away, doing work, making the world a better place. Even though he didn't don the webs once again, there were still other ways where he could do a lot in the world, and make things much better.

There was a buzzing that could be heard and she held up the communicator link. There was an attractive woman with blonde hair dressed in a full SHIELD uniform that popped up on the screen once again.

"Director Parker," Spider-Girl said.

"That's Mom to you first of all, Riley," Gwen replied to her once again. "So, how are you doing? You better be keeping your grades up….."

"Mom, I'm fine, really I am," Riley said with a smile. "I mean, I got both your smarts, and Dad's…..sometimes I think that I got his common sense, fighting people twice or three times your size."

"It's not the size of the person in the fight that matters, it's the size of your heart," Gwen told her daughter gently. "But you are juggling everything right…"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine, really I'm fine," Riley said shaking her head, and she couldn't say how many more times to find. "So, how is running SHIELD?"

"An absolute nightmare," Gwendolyn Stacy-Parker, the Director of SHIELD for the past three years after Nick Fury finally retired or rather he was retired. He left strict instructions never to be brought back, because he wanted to enjoy the afterlife. "Kitty and Allison are helping me, and MJ and Felicia, you know how she offers a different perspective, and there are others as well….SHIELD rebuilt itself nicely."

Riley was now out of costume once again, and she was dressed in casual teenage clothes, a black blouse, and her dark hair clipped back when she dropped onto the ground. She nearly ran into a redhead who was standing there beside her.

"Oh, hi, I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going," she replied to the redhead, who smiled.

"No, I wasn't watching and you're….you're Riley Parker, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm her," Riley said once again.

"My name is Hope," she told her with a smile on her face.

"Did you know my father?" Riley asked, the name Hope sounded familiar, although she was trying to rack her brain once again.

"Not that I'm aware, maybe in an alternate life," she said with laughter in her voice once again. "But, I'm sure that I would remember someone as Amazing and Spectacular as Spider-Man…..but as his daughter, I'm sure that you get sick of hearing how amazing your father is."

"Not really, because it's true," Riley said and there was a distinct amount of pride flashing through her voice.

"I was going to get a bite to eat, at the food court," Hope told her and Riley smiled.

"Me too….maybe we could go together," Riley said to her.

"That'd be nice," Hope said, watching the girl leave, with a smile on her face, and a small flicker of flame in her eye, that resembled the mythological Phoenix.

The legacy of Spider-Man would live on forever, and it would be perfectly safe with each passing generation of heroes. There would be many new adventures, now, then, and forever.

Throughout time, the legend of Spider-Man and any future heroes to take up the spider mantle grew and as always, with great power, there must also come great responsibility.

The End.