The world was in chaos. The Avengers had failed and half of humanity had dissolved into nothing, with no one able to do a thing about it. Matthew, Wyatt, Chris, Tamora, Kat, and Aunt Paige had survived because they were part angel, and the rest of his surviving family were demanding a meeting with the Angel of Destiny to fix this.
In the meantime, Matt sat alone, in the attic. He hadn’t heard from Peter since that day, and while there was always the possibility his friend was busy, something in his gut told Matt the answer wasn’t that easy. But there was one way to know for sure.
“Here these words,
Hear my cry,
Spirit from the Other Side.
Come to me,
I Summon thee,
Cross now the Great Divide.”