Pointe Shoes and Spider Webs

64. Rare

Due to their incredible rarity, Zephyrs are a prized jewel in anyone's collection. They're a true curiosity, often enslaved and used by sorcerers to increase their power to unimaginable heights. The shorter the expected life span of the Zephyr's species, the more powerful the energy is that can be taken from them. Example: an Asgardian will make a weaker Zephyr than a Midgardian.

Peter can hear his breathing quicken, but he can't feel it. There's no oxygen in his lungs. His eyes scan the next part of the text. He's not blinking.

Zephyrs are created by accident. They are not born as Zephyrs. Three people are involved: a source of immense power, a strong-willed sorcerer and the future Zephyr. The exact rules for creation have never been studied, as Zephyrs cannot be created on purpose.

Zephyrs cannot perform any magic. They can only give energy to other magic users. Taking their energy is very painful to them. One should take care of them well to prevent premature death.

Peter stares at the words wide eyed. His stomach flips and he wants to throw up. This can't be. She can't be... He grabs his phone and takes a picture of the page. He shuts the book with a loud thud and stares at the binding. His mind races. He must've been breathing, because he hasn't fainted yet, but he can't feel his chest. Tony didn't want him to read this. Why? Why does this need to be a secret from them? Why has he been playing them? He feels a sudden ache in his chest, like a dagger.

Tony knows. He knows what Daphne is and yet he hasn't told them. Stephen must have told him, there's not other explanation. Peter squeezes his eyes shut. The man he looks up to so much – his mentor – lied to him. Peter can feel the tears resurface and his breath is shaky. The words he read bounce around in his mind, not letting him calm down.

Enslaved and used... Peter shakes his head aggressively and the tears start streaming down his face. He didn't realize the gravity of what Daphne's going through and he blames himself for not taking the books sooner. He wipes his cheeks as another intrusive memory flashes in front of him. Premature death.

...

Peter aggressively drops the books on the floor in the Sanctum.
"Careful, thief, those are rare copies." Just like yesterday, Stephen appears at the top of the stairs.
"Rare, huh?!" Peter scoffs. Stephen cocks an eyebrow.
"I believe you owe me an apology."
"Keep believing, Strange. But I wouldn't count on one." Peter turns back around to walk out the door, but with a wave of Stephen's hand it shuts and locks.
"Woah, there. When did you lose your manners?" Peter glares, but doesn't turn back to Stephen.
"Let me out," he grumbles. "I need to talk to Tony." The short silence that falls is so heavy, both males can feel it drag down their shoulders. Neither of them expected him to say that. Peter called him Tony. Not Mr. Stark. Tony.

"Peter...?" Stephen tries softly. "Did you read the third book?"
"I read what I needed to read." Peter clenches his fists and his jaw twitches.
"Listen to me, Peter," Stephen brings his hands up as a signal of peace and slowly walks down the stairs. "I told Stark about what I thought Daphne is. I was never sure and I told Tony to keep his mouth shut. This is on me. Not him." Peter turns his head and meets Strange's gaze.
"Since when do you defend him?!" he sneers. Stephen huffs and shakes his head.
"I'm not defending him. I'm telling you the truth." Peter stares at Stephen.
"What do you mean you weren't sure? A-about Daphne?" He asks, a little calmer.
"You saw my library. How should I know where to start looking?"

Stephen takes another step and rolls his eyes with a groan.
"When I checked her after the kidnapping, I immediately felt that I could draw from her. All I knew was that she is a channeling device and those... Things are rare and wanted."
"So, you don't know what she is?"
"I know now because of the books you took." Stephen gestures at the books on the floor with his head. "I have no ill intentions towards Daphne, but I understand that whatever that mist told her about herself is making her distrusting. A Zephyr is rare, Peter. The more people know about what she is, the more danger she is in." Peter doesn't look away from the books. He frowns. "I promise, I won't go near her," Stephen adds. "I just want you to know you should keep everything you read to yourself."

"Wait, you want me to not tell Daphne?"
"My best guess is that she already knows what she is and she can't engage in conversation with you about it. It will only hurt her." Stephen crosses his arms and looks at Peter with a cocked head. Peter bites the inside of his cheek and looks back up at Stephen. He's right, but how is he supposed to not talk about what he read? It was incredibly disturbing. She only recently found out about him being Spider-Man and he felt so much relief, not having to keep secrets from her anymore. And now Stephen expects him to keep another secret? About her?!

"She deserves to know that I know." Stephen sighs at that.
"We kept it from her because it could make her paranoid or scared. She's a collector's item, Peter. The moment word gets out that there's a Zephyr on earth there will be a hefty price on her head and you and I will be a whole lot busier fighting aliens."
"Well, you said it's likely the mist told her."
"As long as that Memory Prison spell is active, we won't know what exactly he told her."
"She's been on edge lately, so she must know something." Peter crosses his arms and Stephen sighs.
"Do what you want, Pete. Just... Don't tell anyone else."

"I won't, Doctor Strange." The corner of Stephen's mouth curls up at the return of Peter's politeness. Peter turns around to the door, but pauses mid-turn and looks back at Stephen. "We really do have a school project on the Anemoi, by the way," he mumbles. "She had a panic attack when she couldn't read the word 'Zephyrus' and that's why I came here." Stephen scoffs. The kid really can't keep a secret.
"I think it's best you ask your teacher for a different topic." He waves his hand and the books float from the floor towards him. "And don't ambush her with this. Go easy on her."
"I will, Doctor." Peter hears the door behind him unlock.
"Now, go yell at Stark. I have other things to do."