(Notice: this is entirely satire)

My name is Pedro Parker, when I was 16, I was bitten by a radioactive tarantula. For the past [x] years, I have been the one and only El Hombre Araña. Im pretty sure you know the rest. I saved the village... again... and again...maybe too many times. I almost choked on a churro, I saved mi familia... I couldn't save mi amigo, Míchaelez. Now I save everyone else. 

Powers: basic Spiderman stuff, can shoot webs, superhuman capabilities, etc. Can summon tarantulas, and can talk to spirits of the dead.

Enemies: El Amalgamar - A spirit not content with being dead, possessed numerous animals and made them kill themselves and combine to become a mass of mangled limbs.