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After his uncles death Peter starts to fall down a dark hole. At first he and May had each other's backs until May decided that life was too painful to do sober and alone so she took to drinking and dating not very good men. May als...
My eyes widen at the text. I quickly open the message reading it. Hey kid. Vision called in the middle of the night. Something was wrong with his mechanics and Wanda was freaking out. I rushed out quickly not even thinking. I'll be back tomorrow. Sorry for scaring you. Mr. Stark was safe. Nothing happened to him. I smile knowing he is safe. I head home with my head a little higher. But that doesn't last long. I get to my front door and sense movement inside. May. My heart starts beating faster and my hand starts to shake. Slowly I open the door and before I can even close the door my spidey senses start going insane and Crash a beer bottle lands next to me and sprays glass all over my hands. "Where were you last night?" May asks in a way to nice tone. "A-at Neds ma'am." I say gritting my teeth hoping she wouldn't catch my lie. "Bull. I can tell your lying!" May says slapping me. ————————————————————————————————————— Well that was not fun. But what can I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing just like usual. And so here I am sitting on a random roof somewhere is Queens trying to decide if I should just go back to May because a) nothing really interesting is happening and b) I'm in serious pain. I sigh trying to gain the strength to stand when I hear a loud sound coming from somewhere nearby. I quickly stand and run towards where my spidey senses say where the danger is. I arrive at a what I think is a ship yard but it's hard to tell because of the little fire creatures running around and well all the fire. What the creatures look like
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Credit to Linda Treffler I landed up on top of some hanging crates and surveyed the current situation. I decide that I really just want to go home but it's my duty to my city so I throw caution to the wind and start webbing these fire rams up. I swing around grabbing them and throwing them into the harbor. My spidey sense start going crazy and I look around to see none other then the freaking avengers! I decide now is not the time to fangirl or is it fanboy? Anyway I decide that they probably don't want to interact with me so I just decide to continue what I'm doing. And let me tell you it's a little hard when the avengers are throwing shields, knives, blasters, and so many other things. But help to my sense it was a little easier to avoid them. I could hear them communicating through what I assumed to be ear pieces when I hear something interesting. I hear Natashas voice come through Mr. Starks ear piece. "I need some help over here" Natasha says I hear Steve say "Where are you Nat?" "Over by the water. Clint and I are surrounded and our only way out is the water." "Stay put I'll try to get to you." Sam says. I take off not caring any more about those stupid creatures but more so about Natasha. Even though she doesn't know I'm under the mask she still made me feel like I belong. I swing over to see a half dazed Clint and a injured Natasha still trying to fight them off. I shoot a web and throw it into the water. Natasha looks up and smiles at me and talks into her ear piece but I don't here what she is saying because I'm more concerned about her and Clint's safety. I jump down and move closer to them. "You two get out of here. Your both injured and no offense but you fighting injured won't do you any good." I say trying to mask my voice. Natasha gives me a worried look so I nod. She swings Clints arm over her shoulder and take off towards what I assumed was their plane. As I help round up the last few, my spidey sense start going crazy. I turn to see one of those flame rams headed straight towards a unaware Mr. Stark. My adrenaline kicks in as I run as fast as my legs would go and push him out of the way as the rams horns come in contact with my stomach throwing me backwards. I quickly get up with all my strength i have left and run off before they have the chance to come over to me. I swing home and strip off my dirty suit and put on a teeshirt and pajama pants and not caring any longer I flop down onto my small bed and let the darkness consume me.
