Tandy's eyes gradually returned to focus, and he looked blankly at the face close at hand. "Peter... is it really you?"
Peter smiled bitterly, "It's me."
He looked around, and the shadows around him seemed to have been hit hard by the light just now, and were fading away like a tide.
"Can you stand up?"
Tandy tried to use strength and stood firm with the help of Peter. She looked at Peter, still unable to believe what she just saw. "It's really you..."
Peter raised his eyebrows. "What?"
Tandy reacted suddenly, her cheeks turned red instantly, and then a huge shock swept over her again. "You... you are Spider-Man?!"
Peter sighed helplessly, "Yes, I am. I asked you to go first just now. Do you know how dangerous it is?"
He picked up the top of the battle suit on the ground and put it back on his body. The suit tightened instantly and fit his upper body tightly, except for the cut at the waist that was extremely obvious. It seemed that the suit was scrapped.
Tandy is still immersed in shock, as if he can only accept reality by repeating these words: "You are actually Spider-Man..."
"I am." Peter put on his helmet and his voice returned to a mechanical quality, "But as I said just now, you should have escaped by yourself."
Tandy was anxious. "I can't possibly leave you alone in that place!"
Peter was silent for a moment and said softly: 'You should have left me... This is all the debt I owe.'
"No, she did nothing wrong. This fate should not be borne by anyone."
An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the void.
Peter and Tandy instantly entered a state of alert. Peter protected Tandy by his side, and the claw blade bounced up again. In the rolling black mist, a very familiar figure slowly walked out.
"It's him!" Tandy exclaimed.
Peter's heart sank to the bottom. This was the opponent's home court, and the situation was extremely unfavorable. He held Tandy's hand tightly, not daring to relax at all.
However, the Tyrone that appeared had no intention of attacking. He just stood quietly a few steps away, watching them with an extremely complicated look.
He was wearing a shabby brown hoodie and torn jeans, with a haggard appearance, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and pain. The man in front of him was completely different from that arrogant shadow monster.
Peter looked at him and suddenly realized something. "You are the real Tyrone... right? The monster outside has invaded your body."
Tandy was stunned. "What?"
Tyrone smiled bitterly, his eyes blurred. "You're right... my name is... I can't remember... it seems to be Tai... Tai or something... Tyson? No, that's not right..."
He stared blankly ahead, trying his best to remember.
Peter swallowed. "What happened to you?"
Tyrone seemed to understand his question. He slowly raised his head and looked at the space crack in the sky.
Following his gaze, the images in the crack began to flash rapidly, like a projector playing memories.
In the picture, a homeless boy was wandering alone in a dark alley, shivering with cold. He was so hungry that he even had to snatch food from passers-by. Then, someone extended a helping hand to him and took him to a seemingly cozy relief center. There were clean beds and hot meals there, but as soon as the boy took a bite, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
"Tyrone..." he murmured to himself, "I remember... my name is Tyrone..."
The screen continues to rotate.
Tyrone woke up in an underground laboratory filled with the smell of disinfectant, surrounded by researchers in white coats. He tried to escape, but was pinned to the operating table by cold force. Those people used needles to inject a strange blue liquid into his body.
"This can activate the Mutant Gene hidden in your body."
A voice with a strong London accent came. The camera turned, and a tall man with a shaved head and a chiseled chin looked down at Tyrone: "It might hurt a little, just bear with it."
Peter's pupils suddenly shrank.
Francis! That guy Deadpool vowed to hunt down!
This evil organization that kidnaps innocent people and transforms them into killing weapons is actually the culprit that destroyed Tyrone!
In the picture, Tyrone is experiencing inhuman torture every day - electric shock, drowning, and vivisection. Tandy covers his lips, his eyes are red, and his cold hands tightly grasp Peter's shoulders.
Until one day, in another cruel experiment, Tyrone completely collapsed.
The extreme anger and despair caused the power in his body to lose control in an instant. A huge shadow burst out of his body like a volcanic eruption, instantly tearing the surrounding researchers into pieces and devouring them all. When he ran away, he subconsciously pulled the blood-stained white sheet on the bed and wrapped it around him. That was the origin of his "Cloak".
The alarm sounded, and several Mutants guards with super powers rushed in and knocked the exhausted Tyrone to the ground. A Mutants with sharp claws raised his claws and was ready to kill him.
"Stop!"
Francis stepped forward with a cruel smile on his lips, "This kid is a perfect product. If you seal him up, a buyer will soon pay a high price."
However, the next second, Tyrone made a desperate move. He allowed the black hole in his body to swallow him up and used his space ability to forcefully escape from that Hell.
When he reappeared, he was already on the streets of New York. He was covered in tattered sheets, staggering forward in the shadows like a ghost, his tortured body suffering from severe pain and hunger all the time.
Until late one night... the feeling of hunger finally completely overwhelmed his reason.
Tyrone in the picture shows deep regret and pain.
A kind-hearted beggar saw that he was pitiful and handed him half a piece of bread that he had finally begged for. However, that bit of food could not satisfy Darkforce's appetite. The crazily spreading shadow instantly enveloped the beggar and swallowed him alive with a shrill scream.
Then came the second, third...
Peter silently counted the lost lives in his heart, each number was like a dull knife cutting into his heart.
Fifteen people.
Because there was no light from "Dagger" to quell hunger, the shadows harvested human lives unscrupulously. Until that day... he smelled the scent of Tandy. Even though Tandy's ability had not yet awakened at that time, the light breath exuding from her body was still like a beacon in the night sky to the hungry and thirsty darkness.
This is the source of all tragedies.
"You... you are a monster..." Tandy said in a trembling voice, taking two steps back.
Tyrone lowered his head deeply. "I know."
"No!" Peter growled, "He's not! He just can't control his power!"
"I killed fifteen innocent people!" Tyrone roared loudly.