(y/n) - your name

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"Come on, Peter. Come on, Spider-Man!" I groan, hearing loud creaking and grunt as I slowly open my eyes. My body was in agony like something had pierced through me and I slowly open my eyes to see Peter lifting the building.

"P-Peter?" I breath out, feeling a large pillar that was crushing me lifted as he grunted loudly and screamed, finally freeing us and throwing off the large pillar away.

"(y/n)!" Peter falls to his knees next to me, slowly lifting me off from the ground. I notice that he was ok, no wounds or bruises and I know I had kept him safe even though I was crushed. "Shit! Your stomach..." I look down and my eyes widen as I see a pole lodged in my abdomen, hissing as I finally feel the delayed pain coursing through me. "We need to pull it out-"

"-what no!" I screech out, going to grab Peters arms but I freeze as I see the soft black pulsing streaks in my arms having shredded my skin. "I'm fine, you don't have to-" a scream leaves my lips as Peter rips the pole from my stomach, quickly holding down the wound to stop the bleeding. "Fuck you Peter!" I hiss out but he purses his lips as he rips more of my dress to act as a bandage.

"We need to get you help." Peter helps me up on my feet, holding me up with an arm around my waist.

"And you need to go after Vulture. He's getting away." I wheeze, pointing to the billboard to see him perched there and waiting for the plane to take off.

"But-"

"-I'll call Pepper ok. She'll help me. You need to go." I shove Peter softly and he frowns at me. "Now." He looks back at the Vulture before looking at me, hesitant to leave. "Go Peter, I'll be fine." he sighs and nods, swinging off and shoots his web to catch a ride on his wings as he flies up high off the ground. I drop onto a random broken pillar, sitting down and just catching my breath when my phone suddenly rings. "Oh give me a break already." I groan out, answering the call.

"(y/n)! How's the dance going?" It was May calling.

"It's going great but I am craving some food from dancing a lot." May chuckles, agreeing with me.

"Thats the only downside to homecoming but the best thing we get to do is having late night take out. Hows Peter?"

"He's doing fine, dancing with Liz ya know."

"Really!? How bad is he dancing?"

"Not too bad, he's got a hang of it."

"Oh I wish I was there to see this."

"Uh huh, quick question. There is a Halloween costumer that is like a black and white ombre assassin suit that I put in the wash, is it dry?"

"Oh! So that's what that was! Yeah, I took it out and left it in Peters room."

"Thanks a lot for that May-oh, its time for the slow dance, I have to go!"

"You kids go enjoy! Make sure to tell me everything when you get home!"

"I will. Night May."

"Night to you sweetheart." May ends the call and I take in a deep breath, focusing on changing my clothes to my suit while trying to ignore the burning.

"Ok, come on. Lets do this." I try to psych myself over, holding in the screams of pain as I use my powers to hover off the ground. I jump off from the hidden platform beneath me and shoot up into the sky, freefalling for a bit when my powers flicker and I get it to steady as I chase after the plane.

I race against the wind, hearing Peter scream when he was about to get shredded in the plane engine but I collide into him and grab him as we roll onto the top of the plane. "(y/n)!?" I hook my fingers into the plane, the metal shifting around them to not cut them off as I hold Peter to make sure we both don't fly off form the strong winds. "Watch out!" Peter shrieks as the Vulture lands in front of us, swiping his wings at us to shred us into pieces but I quickly let go of the plane as we fall back away from the attack.

"Shit!" Vulture keeps attacking us and we keep trying to avoid him as he aggressively starts shredding up the plane. Peter and I land on a platform I created just above one of the spinning engines as the vulture suddenly starts ripping into the plane, complaining about not going empty handed. "Peter! We're going to crash into the city!" I was struggling to keep us onto the plane and Peter shoots his web at the right wing of the plane, pulling on it to change the plane's direction.

"Please turn! Please turn!" Peter begs as I keep a hold of him on the back of his hoodie, holding onto a lasso of my powers around the plane but I panic as my grip starts to slip. Peter slips and I struggle to keep him up on the plane, my powers fading from exhaustion and bloodless.

"Peter, I can't hold on!" I scream out, losing my grip completely as the plane hits an amusement ride.

"(y/n)!" Peter grabs my arm before I could fall to my death, his other arm holding tight against the plane wing until it crashes into the beach and he loses his grip. We both scream out as we roll onto the beach, skidding across the sand and I groan out in pain once the spinning stops.

Fuck...

My ears were ringing and my whole body ached as I just laid on the sand, feeling the heat from the smoke and flames of the destroyed plane. I look up to see Peter stagger up on his feet, sending a quick blast at Vulture as he was about to attack him.

I stumble onto my feet as Vulture goes back to attack Peter. "Get away from him!" I hiss out, shooting forward and flying into Vulture as I send him backwards.

I shriek as the Vulture suddenly grabs me, and I choke out as he wraps his hands around my neck painfully. "Both of you have ruined everything for me!" Vulture screams out and I start to loose consciousness as he flies up high.

"Let her go!" Peter growls out before webbing the Vulture and swings to punch him in the face, quickly catching me as I fall through the air. I quickly throw a shield over the sharp debris below us and we roll off to land on the beach with a thud. I shriek as the Vulture swarms down towards us, throwing up a forcefield as he continues to use his wings to break through.

"Peter! Are you ok?" I gasp out, dodging the winged knifes that pierce through the forcefield.

"Y-yeah, just needed a breather." I blast out the forcefield and the Vultures flies back, skidding back against the sand. He suddenly spots a crate filled with arc reactors and grabs it with his talons, trying to fly away with it. "Your wing suit! Your wing suit's gonna explode!" Peter shoots a web at the crate, trying to pull back

"Time to go home kids."

"We're trying to save you!" Peter gasps as the Vulture cuts his web off and I blast a lasso around the crate, trying my best to pull back as well but my powers fissure and disappears and I stumble forward on my face.

"No!" Peter mutters as the Vulture falls back to the beach before an explosion errupts before us.

"Lets go!" I stumble onto my feet with Peter and run towards the flame infested beach to find The Vulture trapped under his wings. We both shriek in pain from the heat but pick up the wing suit and throw it away before we pull the Vulture out from the wreckage. "Shit, I'm exhausted..." I flop back on the ground, letting Peter wrap up Tony's items and webbing the Vulture against them before he peers over at me.

"Ready to go home?"

"Oh fuck yeah..." I groan out as he picks me up from my arm, keeping hold of me as he helps me walk off from the beach. Peter swings us faraway from the beach as Tony's men come in to inspect the crash, landing on a rollercoaster beam to just rest for a bit.

"Tony, I'm fine." I sigh out as he fusses over me in his lab, inspecting the multiple wounds and deep scars I've gathered like stamps across my body.

"At this point, if you keep getting hurt, I might have to start replacing limbs!" Tony scolds me and looks over his holographic screen that was floating next to me.

After the whole Vulture fiasco, Peter dropped me off at Tony's house after I called him that we needed some help. I was staying with him at the new Avengers Facility since Peter was coming today to get his new suit and Tony just wanted to make last minute checks on me before I left. Plus I wanted to say goodbye to Peter.

"Hurry, Peter's gonna be here any minute!" I jump down from the table, holding onto the ledge as a familiar vertigo hits me. "And soon." I shake my head to clear the darkness creeping around my vision, Tony leading me out of his labs to the lounge area where Peter and Happy were waiting.

"(y/n)!" As soon as he sees me, he runs up to me and hugs me tightly, being careful of my wounds. "How are you!? Are you ok? Are you still in pain!?"

"No Peter, I'm fine." I chuckle as the teenage boy looks over me with worry. Tony pulls us away, eager to talk to Peter as I shrug my backpack on filled with my important belongings. Tony gives his strange speech that included pet clinics and pooches as we stop in front of the compartment holding Peter's new suit.

"I was wrong about you. I think, with a little more mentoring, you could be a real asset to the team." Tony reveals the new suit and Peter walks up to it in awe. He goes on about setting Peter up next to Vision and stuff like that but Peter turns around.

"Thank you, Mr. Stark. But I'm good."

"You're good? Good? How are you good?" Peter declines the offer graciously like the humble kid he is.

"Well, now that's sorted, it's time for me to say my goodbyes." Peter whips his head to look at me in confusion.

"What!? Why!?" I can see my vision start to darken and I stumble back.

"Do you have to go now?" Tony pouts and I smile at him. "I barely got to spend time with you besides us fighting..."

"You know I can't control when I move onto another film Tony." I pass him an envelope and he looks down at. "Pictures of me from homecoming. Thought you and Pepper might like them..."

"When will we see you again?" Peter looks at me sadly and I shrug, the buzzing in my head getting louder.

"When I drop face flat on your floor again." Tony chuckles at the memory and I beam at him. "Thank you for the dress too. Sorry it's all shredded and green."

"Green!? What do you mean green-"

"-also, you owe me for losing the bet Tony! Told you Peter was gonna say no to you!" I yell out as I wave goodbye to the boys, falling back into the darkness that surrounds me.