It's been four days since I heard from Peter. I see all over social media that it's homecoming at Midtown Tech tonight. I don't know if Peter is going, or who he's going with. But I do know that he didn't want to talk to me after that day on the ferry and I wasn't going to force him. I was going to give him the space he so obviously wanted.
It's about 8 o'clock at night and I hear my phone ring. I look at the caller ID and see it's Ned.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Em! Peter needs you! The guy with the wings is Liz's dad and he knows both yours and Peters identities! Meet him at the address I just sent you. Go now!"
He hangs up on me and I immediately get dressed in my suit and fly off. I don't care how mad Peter is at me. He's in danger, and I know damn well I'm not gonna let him get hurt. Not if I can help it.
I arrive at an abandoned warehouse. I sneak in and hide in a shadowy corner. They don't see me yet, and Id like to keep it that way. I hear Peter and Liz's dad, who I looked up on my way here and found out his name is Adrian Toomes, talking.
"Hey! Surprised?" Peter yells at him.
"Oh, hey, Pete. I didn't hear you come in."
"It's over. I've got you."
"You know, I gotta tell you, Pete... I really, really admire your grit. I see why Liz likes you. I do. When you first came to the house... I wasn't sure. I thought, "Really?" But I get it now."
"How could you do this to her?" Peter asks.
"To her? I'm not doing anything to her, Pete. I'm doing this for her. Peter... you and Emerson are young. You guys don't understand how the world works." When I hear Adrian say my name, I jump down from my hiding spot. Peter jumps, and looks at me in shock. Toomes doesn't budge.
"But we understand that selling weapons to criminals is wrong." I say sternly, clenching my fist.
"Glad you could join us, Em. How do you think your buddy Stark paid for that tower? Or any of his little toys?" He turns his attention back to Peter. "Those people, Pete, those people up there... the rich and the powerful, including your friend here, they do whatever they want. Guys like us... like you and me... they don't care about us. We build their roads, and we fight all their wars... and everything, but they don't care about us."
"He's wrong Peter. Don't listen to him." I say, looking at him.
"We have to pick up after them. We have to eat their table scraps. That's how it is. I know you know what I'm talking about, Peter."
"Why are you telling us this?" Peter asks.
"Because I want you two to understand. And... I needed a little time to get her airborne."
He presses a button and his wing suit flys at us. We do everything we can to dodge it. It hasn't even touched either one of us and then Toomes speaks up again.
"I'm sorry, Peter, Emerson."
"What are you talking about?" I ask.
"That thing hasn't even touched us yet." Peter adds.
"True. Then again... wasn't really trying to."
We look over at his wings and notice it's hitting every single support beam. The beams holding the roof over our heads. But not for long, the wings go through the last one and the entire roof comes crashing down on top of us. I jump onto Peter and cover him from the impact. The weight is heavy, crushing me with every pound. But it doesn't phase me, because I'm indestructible.
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Peter and Emerson become closer as they are forced to protect the city from a new villain, the Vulture. They both need to look inside themselves and find out who they truly are in order to become who they're meant to be. THIS STORY TAKES PLACE DURI...