monster ψ p.parker ¹

xvii. | old scars

Kyrils jaw dropped, he immediately pulled her into a hug. She winced, yet appreciated the affection from her brother. Salene couldn't help but think about Peter. His eyes were red-rimmed, his nose was turning the same color. Salene couldn't help but feel it was her fault if she caught the Shocker or the Vulture. If she was able to give someone to Tony and the FBI, maybe Peter and her would be able to keep her suits.

Now she's stuck with nothing but her old gas mask and her gauntlets. She didn't even have a fallback suit as Peter did. But something told her that she didn't even want to go back out there.

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SALENE WISHED THAT she could get her brown hair and normal life back. Maybe she wouldn't feel so guilty for not doing anything but school and work. The Twins' birthday is coming up, and Salene and Kyril made plans to get them their presents after school since their parents got their shift covered. Since Salene hasn't had the time to put better thought into Dina's gift, she now has to harass all of Dina's friends to see what new album she wants to add to her collection. She keeps blowing off buying the one Led Zeppelin album Salene knows since Dina lets her school consume her.

Alessandro is easy, Kyril once got him a pack of socks with little animals on them and their brother looked like he was about to cry. Salene and Kyril just had to make sure that they didn't get them the same thing on accident as they did in 2014. It was funnier than anything else now, but it was something Salene and Kyril vowed to never do again.

"Now that you have powers, wanna try Manhattan stores?" Kyril asked, he seemed to be joking to Salene but something in her wanted to go.

In May 2012, the Kalimeris family had taken a trip to Manhattan for Adrian's birthday, the parents had saved up some money and they were going to spend a good chunk of it on their oldest son who had just recently come out and needed a change in his room set up and wardrobe. They were trapped in the museum, all except for Salene, who has swept away in the crowd and was about to get blasted by a chitauri alien when Black Widow had killed it with a spear she stole from a different alien. She was only ten.

"Why not?" She asked, "it's about time we went back." Kyrils face dropped a little, his eyes stared dead into hers.

"I was joking," he frowned, "what if they come back?"

"Tony nuked those fuckers' planet," Salene assured him, "I watched them drop dead in front of me."

Kyril nodded, a shudder went down his spine, Salene could tell because of the goosebumps that had run down his arms. Even though they were stuck in the museum, it still wasn't a haven, they were two seconds away from being bombed by a chitauri explosive, Steve Rogers had saved them. He was hot then, he's hot now.

"I wonder how Steve is doing," Salene thought out loud, the last she saw, he was flying away in a quinjet with Bucky Barnes.

"Probably not well since he's wanted in every country," Kyril responded, "enough about this, have you been asked to homecoming? I saw mom give you extra money, I assume it's for a dress."

"Yes, Mr. Detective, it's for a dress but no I haven't been asked, I'm just gonna hang out with some kids from the team, unless someone asks me," Salene shrugged, she glanced to Kyril as he snorted, her left brow raising at his reaction to her answer.

"By someone, you mean Peter?" He winked at Salene making her frown.

"What makes you think Peter would ask me to homecoming?" She turned her torso to face him better, also to ease her muscles in her upper back since they were still sore from the ferry.