Peter Parker got off the phone with one of his old friends.

"Well, thanks loads, Doc. Tell Wong I'll dig up his cousin's records, too. Bye."

May Parker, absolutely astounded by the red-shift in her abilities, waited on the ceiling, having finally coaxed her little brother Ben to sleep.

"So? What'd he say?"

Half-frowning, Parker took his infant son and handed him off to a wife only slightly more amused by big sister's antics. May landed, lighter on her feet than ever before. Reed had yet to test her new strength levels properly.

"Doc Strange spoke of an event some thirteen years back. Ever hear of Lake Sunnydale, California? Well, it used to be just Sunnydale."

"Lemme guess. Sinkhole?"

"No. Hellmouth. Doc says it was of an unusual structure and concentration, differentiating it from your usual dimensional portal. Anyway, it went away in 2003. One of Mephisto's second cousins got uppity, and he--it--was brought down by the Slayer."

"Err--Slayer?"

"Doc's current disciple was her best pal. A woman spawned by old-school magic to fight a breed of vamp specially made to bring on the end."

May sat down, strength aside.

"Wow. So now I'm the one-and-only?"

Peter shook his head.

"No, kiddo. No more than you're the only spider type. When this Willow Rosenberg did her thing with a kind of Slayer-Excalibur, basically every girl who could be a Slayer became one. Doc says its kept Drac and Lilith on their toes for over a decade, but they're due for a resurgence. So someone with extra abilities would be very welcomed, even as a local adjunct."

May did an extra-wide back-flip that only her father's experience kept from this becoming a father-daughter foot-in-mouth moment.

"HOOKAY!! Exit Spider-Girl, enter the Spider-Slayer!!!!"

Peter picked her up bodily, as he had not since she was only eight. He looked her sternly in the eye.

"NO--Spider-Slayer."