|_Miles Morales_Earth 1610_|

You always seems the shut people out, especially after what happened to your mom. Your aunt was supposed to pick you up with the excuse of "doing some graffiti" —when in reality it was to prepare for a new mission as The Prowler—, reason why you were walking back home, to eat a little before starting with the job. Being The Prowler was easy now —after your aunt spend days and nights training you to be able to fight as a deadly weapon— of course. Once you were fully trained, you were able to go on full mission alone and complete it neatly. After all, this fiel of the job didn't permit failures. One mistake, and your hard work or possible wounds would be in vain. The customer that paid for your services shouldn't be dissatisfied, you need that money... You were going back home to greet your mother, eat and then go with your aunt to do some missions like always, but your aunt messaged you back telling you that a boy named 'Miles' came out of your window. The following mwssages were...weird. Your aunt messaged that the boy seemed so much like you but in a boy version, she thought you were cosplaying or something! But when your aunt heard his voice, she knew it wasn't you. The most strange part of it all was when your aunt treated him like she would treat you, easy going as she always was even with new people, the boy looked...sentimental about it, though a little uncomfortable and surprised. Your aunt was now on the roftop talking to him to 'distract' the boy, since he seemed suspicious. You went to the lair, put your costume, and jumped on the roof, quickly elbowing the boy straight in the side of his head...A few minutes later, you were in the lair, taking a good look at the boy tied to the punching bag. “Listen to me…” He says while panting, looking at your Prowler-masked face, confused as to why Aaron wasn't the Prowler in this Universe, not even knowing who was down the mask. "I know this might sound crazy, but I'm from another universe."