Sup motherfuckers, I have another barely thought up au that I would like to hand over to you.
So basically, when Danny, Sam, and Tucker were 14 years old.
The world was invaded.
It wasn't an instant invasion at all, instead it was a gradual thing. Interdimensional aliens sent a virus to infect humanities greatest minds and leaders, before slowly spreading to a larger chuck of the population.
Then when a significant portion of the human race was infected.
It activated.
Supposedly that virus was there even before the trio turned 14, which means the alien's prepared this in advance. It went unnoticed for years and when it was noticed?
It wasn't pretty.
People dropped like flies, their bodies unable to defend themselves from this virus that killed them in a few days.
The longest someone lasted was a week.
Taking advance of the massive drop in population, the aliens finally invaded, opening a large portal that sent through ships and troops that further killed of the human race.
Surprisingly, the GIW or Guys In White, proved themselves to be useful in fighting against the aliens, beating back the troops and either reclaiming lost territory or holding onto it with an iron grip.
They, along with the military managed to reclaim some semblance of order in various spot outside of Amity Park.
Amity Park was completely unaffected by the virus, the residents biology somehow prevented the virus from even lasting a few minutes within their bodies.
That doesn't mean they weren't unaffected by the invasion when it happened, the ghost shield around the town took the brunt of the damage, with the aliens trying and failing to get in to the town as easily as any other.
Phantom then appeared and beat them back.
The entire world was shaken by this seemingly out of nowhere invasion, with anywhere other than Amity Park suffering great losses.
Agent Alpha, the chief of GIW, approached the Fenton family. To various reactions from each memeber.
Blatant distrust from Danny.
Wariness from Jazz.
And politeness from the Fentons.
Agent Alpha threw away his dignity at asking non-government officials for help, not like that even really matters anymore to be honest, and asked the Fenton's to join their war effort.
Danny and Jazz immediately said no.
To which Agent Alpha wasn't surprised at, but he asked from time to explain.
Jack and Maddie agreed to hear him out.
Agent Alpha then went on to explain what life outside of Amity Park was like, telling them how humanity has been culled significantly down from they're frankly overpopulation. Cities have been destroyed, with some smaller islands and continents taken over by the alien force.
Agent Alpha doesn't want them fighting in this war physically, no. What he wants is for them to replicate what they did for Amity Park with their ghost shield, and supply them with Fenton works technology.
In return, they will offer any material they have at their disposal. And if they don't have it?
They will find it.
He again emphasized that they themselves do not have to fight in this war, they're actually far to valuable for that, but he wishes for them to supply their side with the defenses and weaponry needed to survive and hopefully win this war.
And how could the Fenton's say no such a thing?
Jack and Maddie went down into they're lab and handed them anything they thought they would need.
Such as ghost shield's, Fenton phones, Fenton bazooka's etx.
After the GIW left, they immediately started working on what was requested of them.
Danny and Jazz couldn't help but feel a bit of displeasure at the way they're parents are back in their lab and not coming out for hours on end after they finally decided to be a family again.
Even though they understand why they have to do it.
Danny himself has been rather fidgety a few weeks after Agen Alpha came by, with the alien attacks getting less and less frequent because of the GIW and Military deploying bases to fend them off from anywhere close to the Fentons.
Two months later phantom joined the war.
With intense displeasure from his family and Sam and Tucker, but Danny assured them he would be ok. Hell, some other ghosts even joined in.
Sam went off into the zone to pleas Undergrowth to help her, help her gain power to fight without the need to rely on any kind of tech or weaponry.
Perhaps Undergrowth was amused, or perhaps he simply took a liking to the girl. Regardless, he took her under his wing and taught her what humans would dub as 'magic'.
Tucker and Jazz, the great minds that they is. Helped the Fenton's develop and make ideas for new technology or to even upgrade existing ones.
With they're help, they even managed to complete the Ecto-Skeleton, and even make prototype nano-bots that enhanced healing and made the user stronger.
A year later was when Sam came back stronger than ever.
A year later was when the Fenton's and Tucker managed to complete the nano-bots and make even more of the Ecto-Skeletons.
A year later was when more ghosts joined the war.
A year later was when Sam joined the war and unleashed the might have nature upon her enemies.
A year later was when people started to gain abilities not unlike those out of comics like the elements and flight.
A year later was when the aliens found a way to kill ghosts.
Nobody knew how they managed to find a way, but they did. Adding on to even more of the stress this war has on basically everyone.
Even with all of this tech the Fenton's made for everyone, the nano-bots in their blood streams making them tougher and stronger. The war was still ongoing.
Even as a half and being far more durable than the normal human, Danny still had to take the nano-bots.
He couldn't say no to the worry and concern from basically everyone he knew.
To everyone's surprise, Jazz became a pilot for one of the alien bioships they managed to take down and rework for themselves. She was determined to not let her brother fight alone here, to which is understandable, but Jack and Maddie still asked her not to this.
Faced with her determined expression, they could only give her a hug and words to get back safe and send her on her way.
Jazz was one of the only few who were highly compatible with the alien bioship, so much so that it was a perfect assimilation.
In the middle of the year, humanity finally saw hope. Sam, Danny, Jazz and the GIW took down an enemy mothership.
To which the Fenton's greedily took and remade, and as even more compensation, Agent Alpha and the Military leaders let them keep the thing whenever they completed it.
Sam herself helped in multiple ways, one of them was fighting yes. But she also grew food and helped guide those with similar abilities along with their powers.
Tucker, Jack and Maddie finished the Mothership nearing the end of the year. Moving the most important things into it such as research and all that.
A few days into December was when something terrible and great happened.
Danny was almost killed by an alien mothership.
Another mothership was taken down.
Danny took the brunt of the damage, almost dying again just to ensure that the ship was taken down. He was incredibly weakened because of this, his body littered with cuts that were thankfully healing thanks to his powers and the nano-bots.
Jazz immediately scooped him up before he fell to the ground, not taking any type of bullshit and taking him straight home and staying by his side.
Agent Alpha gave her the go ahead, much to some of the Military leader's chagrin, mostly because she was one of the best pilots out of hundreds of people.
Agent Alpha then reminded them that she is just a child and was unwillingly to take zero shit in this regard.
Sam also pulled away from the war for a time, going back to check on her friend, which again, just like Jazz. Agent Alpha gave the go ahead for.
Although it was a reduce in their combatants, they were good enough to hold out for an extended period of time.
Though Jazz and Sam had to inevitably come back to help, Agent Alpha still gave them the leeway to go back and check on their friend whenever they felt like it. The children already joined a war they shouldn't be in, he'll gave them as much leeway as he's able and deal with the other leader's to protect what little innocence that they have left if he has to.
A few months later, and Danny still hasn't woken up. Connected to the best medical facilities they have in the Fentonship, they would have thought him dead if they didn't know any better.
Didn't help how Danny was looked like he was basically engulfed by the bed and hooked up to various machines.
Safe to say, that year ended off with a very solemn Christmas.
The beginning of next year was when Jazz and Sam left to back to the battle field.
The middle of next year was when another mothership fell and Jazz and Sam returned to Amity park.
The end of next year was when the aliens had enough.
Enemies swarmed the bases around Amity park, swarm after swarm after swarm. Taking them out and reaching Amity park.
The last mothership left focused most of its power into a single shot, leaving enough to leave it floating in the air, and shot it at the Ghost Shield.
The ghost shield broke.
And the aliens invaded.
Jack and Maddie told Jazz, Sam and Tucker to stay in the mothership. It was no request either.
It was an order.
Amity was quickly overrun, people dying left and right. Even Vlad put aside his one-sided feud with Jack to help against the hoard.
It wasn't enough.
Jack and Maddie built a giant ghost portal before this happened, big enough to fit the Fentonship ship through. They said it was to get even more ectoplasm to power the increasing demand of their tech.
Which wasn't a lie, but wasn't the whole truth.
The Fentonship had a secret command installed into it, one not even Tucker himself knew of.
When it looked like Amity Park would fall, and the combined forces of Jack, Maddie, and Vlad weren't enough. The Fenton's executed the command.
The Fentonship powered up and flew itself into the Ghost Zone. Then, sharing a nod between the three of them.
The ghost portal was broken.
Vlad made sure to deactivate and take apart every ghost portal he has himself, and so did the Fenton's. They let Vlad in on the plan and he, surprisingly, agreed to it.
The Fentonship flew into the zone, and then through another portal. Lading in an empty part of space.
Jazz was barely keeping herself together, and when a hologram video of her parents standing together and saying how "If you are seeing this, then we are already dead", and then explaining they're plan to keep them safe in case Amity Park ever fell.
Jazz couldn't keep herself together anymore.
Sam and Tucker comforted her in anyway they could, and even they themselves couldn't help but shed tears over what they've heard.
Danny is still in a coma.
Amity Park fell.
The Fenton's are most probably dead.
Earth lost a great combat force and minds.
so there they were, 4 kids flying through space with one of them in a coma and the unknown of if their home even survived.
Some time later, they don't know how long but they could tell its been a while, they came across an earth look a like.
They don't know if its actually earth, but they couldn't help but hope that they're home actually survived, and that the Fenton's aren't dead and that there's still time.
A few hours prior, the Justice League discovered and unidentified spacecraft flying to earth.
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Spider-Man India, but... where from India?
A SUPER long post featuring talks of: cultural identity, characterisation, the caste system, and what makes Spider-Man Spider-Man.
I’m prefacing this by saying that I am a second-generation immigrant. I was born in Australia, but my cultural background is from South India. My experiences with what it means to be “Indian” is going to be very different from the experiences of those who are born and brought up in India.
If you, reader, want to add anything, please reblog and add your thoughts. This is meant to be a post open for discussion — the more interaction we get, the better we become aware of these nuances.
So I made this poll asking folks to pick a region of India where I would draw Pavitr Prabhakar in their cultural wear. This idea had been on my mind for a long while now, as I had been inspired by Annie Hazarika’s Northeastern Spidey artwork in the wake of ATSV’s release, but never got the time to actually do it until now. I wanted to get a little interactive and made the poll so I could have people choose which of the different regions — North, Northeast, Central, East, West, South — to do first.
The outcome was not what I expected. As you can see, out of 83 votes:
THE RESULTS
South India takes up almost half of all votes (44.6%), followed by Northeast and Central (both 14.5%) and then East (13.3%). In all my life growing up, support towards or even just the awareness of South India was pretty low. Despite this being a very contained poll, why would nearly half of all voters pick South India in favour of other popular choices like Central or North India?
Then I thought about the layout of the poll: Title, Options, Context.
Title: "Tell us who you want to see…"
Options: North, Northeast, Central, East, West, South
Context: I want to make art of the boy again
At first I thought: ah geez. this is my fault. I didn't make the poll clear enough. do they think I want them to figure out where Pavitr came from? That's not what I wanted, maybe I should have added the context before the options.
Then I thought: ah geez. is it my fault for people not reading the entire damn thing before clicking a button? That's pretty stupid.
But regardless, the thought did prompt a line of thinking I know many of us desi folk have been considering since Spider-Man India was first conceived — or, at least, since the announcement that he was going to appear in ATSV. Hell, even I thought of it:
Where did Spider-Man India come from?
FROM A CULTURALLY DIVERSE INDIA
As we know, India is so culturally diverse, and no doubt ATSV creators had to take that into account. Because the ORIGINAL Spider-Man India came from Mumbai — most likely because Mumbai and Manhattan both started with the same letter.
But going beyond that, it’s also because Mumbai is one of the most recognisable cities in India - it’s also known as Bombay. It’s where Bollywood films are shot. It’s where superstar Hindi actors and actresses show up. Mumbai is synonymous with India in that regard, because the easiest way Western countries can interact with Indian culture is through BOLLYWOOD, through HINDI FILMS, through MUMBAI. Suddenly, India is Mumbai, India is a Hindi-only country, India is just this isolated thing we see through an infinitely narrow lens.
We’ve gotten a little better in recent years, but boy I will tell you how uncomfortable I’ve gotten when people (yes, even desi people) come up to me and tell me, Oh, you’re Indian right? Can you speak Hindi? Why don’t you speak Hindi? You’re not Indian if you don’t speak Hindi, that’s India’s national language!
I have been — still am — so afraid of telling people that I don’t speak Hindi, that I’m Tamil, that I don’t care that Hindi is India’s “national” language (it’s an administrative language, Kavin, get your fucking facts right). It’s weird, it’s isolating, and it has made me feel like I wasn’t “Indian” enough to be accepted into the group of “Indian” people.
So I am thankful that ATSV went out of their way to integrate as much variety of Indian culture into the Mumbattan sequence. Maybe that way, the younger generation of desi folk won’t feel so isolated, and that younger Western people will be more open to learning about all these cultural differences within such a vast country.
BUT WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH SPIDER-MAN INDIA?
Everything, actually. There’s a thing called supremacy. You might have heard of it. We all engaged with it at some point, and if you are Indian, no matter where you live, it is inescapable.
It happens the moment you are born — who your family is, where you are born, the language you speak, the colour of your skin; these will be bound to you for life, and it is nigh impossible to break down the stereotypes associated with them.
Certain ethnic groups will be more favourable than others (Centrals, and thus their cultures, will always be favoured over than Souths, as an example) and the same can be said for social groups (Brahmins are more likely to secure influential roles in politics or other areas like priesthood, while the lowers castes, especially Dalits, aren’t even given the decency of respect). Don’t even get me started on colourism, where obviously those of fairer skin will win the lottery while those of darker skin aren’t given the time of day. It’s even worse when morality ties into it — “lighter skinned Indians, like Brahmins, embody good qualities like justice and wisdom”, “dark skinned Indians are cunning and poor, they are untrustworthy”. It’s fucking nuts.
This means, of course, you have a billion people trying to make themselves heard in a system that tries to crush everyone who is not privileged. It only makes sense that people want to elevate themselves and break free from a society that refuses to acknowledge them. These frustrations manifest outwardly, like in protests, but other times — most times — it goes unheard, quietly shaping your way of life, your way of thinking. It becomes a fundamental part of you, and it can go unacknowledged for generations.
So when you have a character like Pavitr Prabhakar enter the scene, people immediately latch onto him and start asking questions many Western audiences don’t even consider. Who is he? What food does he eat? What does he do on Fridays? What’s his family like, his community? All these questions pop up, because, amidst all this turmoil going on in the background, you want a mainstream popular character to be like you, who knows your way of life so intimately, that he may as well be a part of your community.
BUT THAT'S THE THING — HE'S FICTIONAL
I am guilty of this. In fact, I’ve flaunted in numerous posts how I think he’s the perfect Tamil boy, how he dances bharatanatyam, how he does all these Tamil things that no one will understand except myself. All these niche things that only I, and maybe a few others, will understand.
I’ve seen other people do it, too. I’ve seen people geek out over his dark brown skin, his kalari dhoti, how he fights so effortlessly in the kalaripayattu martial arts style. I’ve seen people write him as Malayali, as Hindi, as every kind of Indian person imaginable.
I’ve also seen him be written where he’s subjected to typical Indian and broader Asian stereotypes. You know the ones I’m so fond of calling out. The thing is, I’ve seen so much of Pavitr being presented in so many different ways, and I worry how the rest of the desi folk will take it.
You finally have a character who could be you, but now he’s someone else’s plaything. Your entire life is shaped by what you can and can’t do simply because you were born to an Indian family, and here’s the one person who could represent you now at the mercy of someone else’s whims. He’s off living a life that is so distant from yours, you can hardly recognise him.
It shouldn’t hurt as much as it does, yeah? But, again, you’re looking at it from that infinitely narrow lens Westerners use to look at India from Bollywood.
AND PAVITR PRABHAKAR DOESN'T LIVE IN INDIA
He lives in Mumbattan. He lives in a made-up, fictional world that doesn’t follow the way of life of our world. He lives in a city where Mumbai and Manhattan got fucking squashed together. There are so many memes about colonialism right there. Mumbattan isn’t real! Spider-Man India isn’t real!! He’s just a dude!! The logic of our world doesn’t apply to him!!!
“But his surname originates from ______” okay but does that matter?
“But he’s wearing a kalari dhoti so surely he’s ______” okay but does that matter?
“But his skin colour is darker so he must be ______” okay but does that matter?
“But he lives in Mumbai so he must be ______” okay but does that matter?
I sound insensitive and brash and annoying and it looks like I’m yapping just for the sake of riling you up, so direct that little burst of anger you got there at me, and keep reading.
Listen. I’m going to ask you a question that I’ve asked myself a million times over. I want you to answer honestly. I want you to ask this question to yourself and answer honestly:
Are you trying to convince me on who Pavitr Prabhakar should be?
...
but why shouldn't i?
I’ll tell you this again — I did the same thing. You’re not at fault for this, but I want you to just...have a little think over. Just a little moment of self-reflection, to think about why you are so intent on boxing this guy.
It took me a while to reorganise my thinking and how to best approach a character like Pavitr, so I will give you all the time you need as well as a little springboard to focus your thoughts on.
SPIDER-MAN (INDIA) IS JUST A MASK
“What I like about the costume is that anybody reading Spider-Man in any part of the world can imagine that they themselves are under the costume. And that’s a good thing.”
Stan Lee said that. Remember how he was so intent on making sure that everybody got the idea that Spider-Man as an entity is fundamentally broken without Peter Parker there to put on the suit and save the day? That ultimately it was the person beneath the mask, no matter who they were, that mattered most?
Spider-Man India is no less different. You can argue with me that Peter Parker!Spidey is supposed to represent working class struggles in the face of leering corporate entities who endanger the regular folk like us, and so Pavitr Prabhakar should also function the same way. Pavitr should also be a working class guy of this specific social standing fighting people of this other social standing.
But that takes away the authenticity of Spider-Man India. Looking at him through the Peter Parker lens forces you to look at him through the Western lens, and it significantly lessens what you can do with the character — suddenly, it’s a fight to be heard, to be seen, to be recognised. It’s yelling over each other that Pavitr Prabhakar is this ethnicity, is that caste, this or that, this or that, this or that.
There’s a reason why he’s called Spider-Man India, infuriatingly vague as it is. And that’s the point — the vagueness of his identity fulfils Lee’s purpose for a character that could theoretically be embodied by anyone. If he had been called “Spider-Man Mumbai”, you cut out a majority of the population (and in capitalist terms, you cut out a good chunk of the market).
And in the case of Spider-Man India? Whew — you’ve got about a billion people imagining a billion different versions of him.
Whoever you are, whatever you see in Pavitr, that is what is personal to you, and there is nothing wrong with that, and I will not fault you for it. I will not fault you for saying Pavitr is from Central due to the origins of his last name. I also will not fault you for saying Pavitr is from South due to him practising kalaripayattu. I also will not fault you for saying he is not Hindu. I also will not fault you for saying he is a particular ethnicity without any proof.
What I will fault you for is trying to convince me and the others around you that Pavitr Prabhakar should be this particular ethnicity/have this cultural background because of some specific reason. I literally don’t care and it is fundamentally going against his character, going against the “anyone can wear the mask” sentiment of Spider-Man. By doing this, you are strengthening the walls that first divided us. You’re feeding the stratification and segmentation of our cultures — something that is actually not present in the fictional world of Mumbattan.
Like I said before: Mumbattan isn’t real, so the divides between ethnicities and cultural backgrounds are practically nonexistent. The best thing is that it is visually there for all to see. My favourite piece of evidence is this:
It’s a marquee for a cinema in the Mumbattan sequence, in the “Quick tour: this is where the traffic is” section. It has four titles; the first three are written in Hindi. The fourth title is written in Tamil. You go to Mumbai and you won’t see a single shred of Tamil there, much less any other South Indian language. Seeing this for the first time, you know what went through my head?
Wow, the numerous cultures of India are so intermingled here in Mumbattan! Everyone and everything is welcome!
I was happy, not just because of Tamil representation, but because of the fact that the plethora of Indian cultures are showcased coexisting in such a short sequence. This is India embracing all the little parts that make up its grander identity. This scene literally opened my eyes seeing such beauty in all the diverse cultures thriving together. In a place where language and cultural backgrounds blend so easily, each one complementing one another.
It is so easy to believe that, from this colourful palette of a setting, Pavitr Prabhakar truly is Spider-Man India, no matter where he comes from.
It’s easy to believe that Pavitr can come from any part of India, and I won’t call you out if the origin you have for him is different from the origin I have. You don’t need to stake out territory and stand your ground — you’re entitled to that opinion, and I respect it. In fact, I encourage it!!!
Because there’s only so much you can show in a ten minute segment of a film about a country that has such a vast history and even greater number of cultures. I want to see all of it — I want him to be a Malayali boy, a Hindi boy, a Bengali boy, a Telugu boy, an Urdu boy, whatever!! I want you to write him or draw him immersed in your culture, so that I can see the beauty of your background, the wonderful little things that make your culture unique and different from mine!
And, as many friends have said, it’s so common for Indian folks to be migrating around within our own country. A person with a Maharashtrian surname might end up living in Punjab, and no one really minds that. I’m actually from Karnataka, my family speaks Kannada, but somewhere down the line my ancestors moved to Tamil Nadu and settled down and lived very fulfilling lives. So I don’t actually have the “pure Tamil” upbringing, contrary to popular belief; I’ve gotten a mix of both Kannada and Tamil lifestyles, and it’s made my life that much richer.
So it’s common for people to “not” look like their surname, if that’s what you’re really afraid about. In fact, it just adds to that layer of nuance, that even despite these rigid identities between ethnicities we as Indian people still intermingle with one another, bringing slivers of our cultures to share with others. Pavitr could just as well have been born in one state and moved around the country, and he happens to live in Mumbattan now. It’s entirely possible and there’s nothing to disprove that.
We don’t need to clamber over one another declaring that only one ethnicity is the “right” ethnicity, because, again, you will be looking at Pavitr and the rest of India in that narrow Western lens — a country with such rich cultural variety reduced to a homogenous restrictive way of life.
THE POLL: REINTERPRETED
This whole thing started because I was wondering why my little poll was so skewed — I thought people assumed I was asking them where he came from, then paired his physical appearance with the most logical options available. I thought it was my fault, that I had somehow influenced this outcome without knowing.
Truth is, I will never really know. But I will be thankful for it, because it gave me the opportunity to finally broach this topic, something that many of us desi folk are hesitant to talk about. I hope you have learned something from this, whether you are desi or a casual Spider-Man fan or someone who just so happened to stumble upon this.
So just…be a little more open. Recognise that India, like many many countries and nations, is made up of a plethora of smaller cultures. And remember, if you’re trying to convince Pavitr that he’s a particular ethnicity, he’s going to wave his hand at you and say, “Ha, me? No, I’m one of the people that live here in the best Indian city! I’m Spider-Man India, dost!”
(Regardless, he still considers you a friend, because to him, the people matter more to him than you trying to box him into something he’s not.)
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