Miguel o'hara
spider-man 2099
universe: 928-x
homeMiguel O'Hara (Variant)
universe number: 928-x
age: 35
gender: male (transgender - female at birth)
sexuality: bisexual - male lean
symbiote: toxin > spawn of Carnage
symbiote status: intermittentAugments:
Optical enhancements
neural link ports (Base of skull & Left mastoid)
hormone balancing neural chip (hypothalamus)
genital augments
synthetic lungs
homeCanon events
[redacted]
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nexus-70
toxin-87
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HomeHusband (deceased) > Daniel O'Hara (D'Angelo)
Daughter (deceased) > Gabriella O'Hara
Mother (deceased) > Conchata O'Hara
Father (deceased) > George O'Hara
Brother (deceased) > Gabriel O'haraCurrent Partner (love interest) - Peter B Parker & Venom :
NEXUS-70INITIALIZING…“Reports suggest that the rogue virus is reaching residential devices as well. From cell phones to home networks.Martial law has been declared, allowing officials to enter residencies to force home network shut-down…”Every hologram plays the same news feed across the city. Alarms echo and refract within the jungle of buildings as Miguel swings as fast as his arms can take him.Breathe. In. Out. In. Out-The first crash, another, followed by an explosion.The flying vehicles that had once been powered by A.I. have begun falling from the sky. Across the world, the sky is literally falling.Keep going Miguel. Keep going. Get home. Just get home. You can’t save them all.People are screaming and scattering in the streets, desperately trying to avoid the rogue vehicles that mow through the crowds. And if that wasn’t enough, police bots have taken to patrolling the streets with their weapons drawn. The machines that had once kept the city safe, have begun a mass culling of anything flesh and blood.Shut out all the noise. This is too big for you to fight. Just get back to your family. Make sure they’re safe first.Keep going.Crackle. Buzz. Screams.Explosions. Rumbling…The end of the world.Just get home.Home.Home.…It’s eerily quiet. A stark contrast to the chaos outside, so quiet his ears ring. And this makes his blood run cold. The wood floor creaks as he creeps through the stillness. He steps over a shattered photo in the hall, eyes fixed on the broken door at the end. Pushing the splintered door, he stands frozen in time.Blood on the walls, the curtains, the picture frames, the carpet, the stuffed animals, the bed-the bed-the bed-The bloodied corpses on the bed.MEMORY FRACTURE“Oh god…”“No god, please… no… NO… GOD!!”Shrill screaming— the sound of a soul dying.“No no no no…. This isn’t- NonononoNO GOD PLEASE NO!!”Daniel’s body lay over Gabriella, littered with bullet holes. The attempt to protect her foiled by the immense caliber of the rounds fired; which tore straight through both bodies,the bed and the drywall. One sweep of this weapon and the entire room, along with its two occupants were completely obliterated.The bodies are still warm and he holds them until the warmth is long gone.…Outside, he watches his old life burn brightly in the night. He walks away from the flames with nothing but violence left in his heart.