[ EU ] Give me the Origin Story of your favorite Superhero/villain set in a different historical time period .

Osborne's Circus had come to town, and Peter Parker was excited! Wonders of science and magic were waiting just beyond the gates! Life had been rough since the stock market crashed. Peter had lost his parents in the Great War that had consumed the world, and the Aunt and Uncle he lived with had lost nearly all of what little they had in the crash. Peter had been scrimping and saving every penny he could for month to get into this event. The circus was the one bright spot that would hit the town for months. 
 
 
 Just beyond those gates lay the one armed Lizard man, the man of living lightning, Goblins, and black goo said to have come from beyond the stars! It was everything a young man with dream of science could ask for! Genetic anomalies and extraterrestrial beings! It was a paradise for him! 
 
 
 He payed the entrance fee and stepped into a world he had dreamed of for ages! Marvels were all around him! A man with a rhino's horn growing from his face posed and postured for an adoring crowd. The Vulture man, with skin stretched from his wrist to his waist flapped his “ wings. ” A massive glass orb stood tall and proud in the centre of it all, the sunlight glistening from it. Inside, a thick black goo moved and contorted itself all over the glass. 
 
 
 It was all so amazing! Peter walked around in a daze. He wandered into a tent. Inside were massive glass enclosures, filled with spiders every colour of the rainbow. Some weaved webs as thick as his finger, while a particularly large one devoured a chicken. But one cage, he noticed, was empty. He stared into it for the longest time, trying to see what should have been there. What if... what if Mr. Osborne had created an invisible spider?! That certainly would be something! Peter noticed the card displayed in front of it. “ The Atomic Spider, ” he read. Maybe it was as small as an atom? He had no idea. That one may be a scam, he figured. If it's as small as an atom, you really ca n't prove it's in there; you would just have to take Mr. Osborne's word for it. 
 
 
 But as he turned to leave the tent, he felt something dig into his hand, almost like a bite, or a quick electric shock. He glanced at his hand and saw nothing. It stung a bit, but he just brushed it off. Could n't have been that bad, right?
