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low-key based on the final battle scene in Mulan bc i watched that today on Disney+

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The battle had begun before you were even ready. The explosion on the Avengers base had separated you from your friends, leaving you trapped in a caved in cavern that once was the basement with Barton. But you pressed forward, gauntlet in arms, blood of those you had to kill covering you.

Now you really just needed to find the single person you kept thinking about.

Your eyes darted across the battlefield for him. You were looking for a flash of gold and red armor, identical to yours. Luckily for you, it wasn't hard to see him swinging from the ships overhead - and it wasn't hard to see him get knocked down by Thanos.

No, you said to yourself, overwhelming dread making your steps slow for the smallest of seconds.

"Peter!" you cried, running up a mountain of rock and stone. You slipped, catching yourself with your hands flying outward. A sharp corner cut into your palm, but you pressed forward, leaping from one ledge to another. You gripped the side, grunting with the effort of staying up on the rock, your legs dangling off the side. Sweat poured down your face as you pulled your body up. 

Up on the top of the mountain, you glanced up. Your arms were shaking with exhaustion, but adrenaline pulled you through. 

Thanos was standing over Peter. Peter was on his knees, being pushed so hard into the rock that it crumbled beneath him. His wrist was locked in the grasp of the Titan, his other arm held back with a large, sharp weapon that you could only imagine cut through the toughest of armor.

"You are the one that took everything from me," Thanos growled, and you knew he was thinking of how you had just killed one of his favorite children right in front of him, gauntlet in hand, wearing identical armor to Peter's. 

He thought he had the culprit in his hands, the reason that Captain Marvel had the gauntlet currently, the reason your side was winning-

And he was going to kill Peter for it.

"No!" you cried, picking up a rock and throwing it at him. It bounced off his gold helmet without so much as putting a dent in it. He turned his head slow. You stood brave, hands made into fists at your side. Your iron suit covered your skin. "I did." 

"___!?" Peter said in alarm. "Don't-"

Thanos smiled. "Insect," he said, and he shoved Peter down onto the ground, crushing him into the rock. 

You turned and darted away, dropping down the side of the rocky ledge. You shot two webs from your wrist and pulled, feeling your feet lift off the ground.

His hand was around your leg, dragging you down and slamming you against the side of the ledge. Your eyes screwed shut as the back of your head collided with the rock. You slipped down the rest of the ledge, landing hard on your face.

Get up. Get up now.

He was standing over you. You turned over, hand out to grab his crushing palm that inched its way towards your neck, intent on crushing your palms in his hand-

"___!" Peter cried. He was so scared, you could hear it.

"All out of ideas, aren't you?" Thanos taunted, smiling as he pushed you against the rock. Your push against his hand didn't phase him, and you were officially out of any other option.

You had one more thing to try.

"Not quite," you whispered, dropping his hand and quickly slamming both of your fists against the pile of rocks that made the rocky ledge.

His head shot up. "What-"

The hill of stone and rubble shook, and Peter leapt off of it as it came crumbling down on top of you and Thanos, leaving a giant puff of dirt and dust.

"___!" Peter exclaimed.

He landed on the now settled rubble, his mask vanishing from his face. He choked on the thick dust and pressed his mouth and nose to the inside of his arm.

He looked around and around, but he couldn't see you. His heart was in his throat, his mind was unable to think about anything other than how you were probably being crushed somewhere beneath his feet, choking and gasping for air-

He didn't want to, but he had to look for you beneath the rocks. Peter pushed away any thought that it could be your body he was pulling out-

"Peter."

He turned.

There you were, busted lip, messed up hair, cheek cut right down the bone, covered in bruises and dirt.

"Oh, God!" He slid down the pile of rubble and ran to you, throwing his arms around your body and pulling you into a crushing hug. "I thought..."

"I know," you said, hands against his back. "I'm okay."

"Thank God." His face pressed against the dip of your shoulder. He was smiling.

You wanted to look at him, so you did. You moved your hands to cup his face and you cried, shaking your head.

He was back.

Just as you were about to speak, Thanos' hand popped out of the rubble. You and Peter jumped backwards, stumbling. Your hand found his, your other hand grabbed his arm, and as the Titan pulled himself up out of the rubble, you looked at Peter. And he looked at you.

He nodded.

You would face Thanos together. You would keep him away from the gauntlet. You would ensure that no one gets hurt ever again.

And you would never let him take Peter away from you again.