AN-Adrian Toomes or the vulture escapes police custody and takes his revenge on Peter by unmasking him in New York Times square Post-Homecoming

TW: Violence

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Peter POV

Peter was in his AP chemistry class, trying to stay focused on the material Peter already knew, having read his textbook already. The class seemed to be moving slower than ever, but the slow pace was interrupted when there was a crashing sound right outside Midtown Techs front doors. Peter had a full view of a masked figure just outside the schools locked dorrs. "Come out come out Spiderman. I know you're in there." Peters class mates and teacher rushed to the windows in confusion, seeing the masked figure standing there, but not knowing who he was. But Peter did, he knew all too well.

Adrian Toomes, the Vulture had escaped police custody earlier that week, but Peter didn't expect him to be this forward about revenge. Suddenly the Vulture was powering up what looked to be a powerfull electronic weapon, pointing it right at Peter's class room, causeing the occupants to back up against the wall opposite the window. Peter jumped up from his seat, running across the length of his classroom, ignoring the yells from his teacher and classmates to stay back and away from the window.

Peter managed to unlatch and dive out one of the large paned windows, "Stay here, I'll be back!" he said to his confused classmates, ingoring their paniced cries. He dove out the window, pulling on his mask, and pulling off his jumper, shirt and shimmying out of his school pants quickly as he swung, revealing his suit underneath the clothing. He landed in a crouch, looking into Toomes' face. "Ah the Amazing spiderman." he chuckled after his sentence, before running away from Peter in a sprint, Peter couldn't understand his motive until he realized he was leading him to times square. He panicked slightly, before chasing after Toomes in a hurry, worrying he had a plan to hurt hundreds of people.

Third Person POV

Tomes was dashing past people, knocking them to the ground, Peter only a few meters behind, in the air swinging from the buildings and lamp posts near him. Once Toomes reached the center of times square he started to speak while raising his arms in the air, "The Amazing Spiderman. He's nothing more than a child in a fancy suit." Toomes stood in a defensive position, waiting for Peter's attacks. Peter dove head first, tackling him to the ground, "Don't be brash Mr. Vulture, you've already been beaten by me!" Peter shouted, trying to take the attention off of the Vulture's words and onto himself, knowing people were already filming, seeing the live feeds on the screens facing him and Toomes, Showing peter diving towards the man, and their mouths moving.

"Oh but Spiderman I've been waiting for this since you left me tied up." peter threw a punch, landing it on Toomes chest, he hit, again and again, hoping it would take effect, but Toomes seemed to be stronger than when they last met. "I didn't know you liked to be tied up Vulture, I'll be sure to keep that in mind!" Peter shouted back, hoping to annoy Toomes enough that he would stop talking.

"You're efforts are useless, I've got new tech now, you cant hurt me now." he laughed loud and proud, Peter started to panic, suddenly catching on to what he was trying to do. "You see after our fight in October I lost everything. So I started to think," he paused, dodging Peter's punches kicks and webs, smiling at him. Peter slung a web at his upper body, only for Toomes to catch it, and to start reeling it in slowly, Peter used his other arm to sling a web at another building, holding his ground, unmoving now.

"What could I do that would make you lose everything." his demeanor seemed to snap, Toomes now speaking in a cold, loud voice. Peter felt his body losing control, his breathing erratic, and his eyes stinging with tears. "You don't have to loose everything, just serve your sentence and you can still have a life!" Peter said more as a plea then as reasoning. Toomes laughed, only pulling on Peter's web harder, forcing Peter to crouch, his legs now stretched apart from each other. There was a large circle of people around to two, all of them had their phones out, and all the surrounding screens of times square showed different angles of the fight taking place.

"Your precious," he paused yanking on the web harder. "Secret," this time when Adrian pulled the web holding Peter stationery snaped, Peter felt himself being pulled towards the Vulture until Toomes now held the web in one hand, and his other peters throat. Hoisting him into the air. "Identity." peter was now writhing in his grasp, clawing at his hands trying to break free.

Toomes looked up to see a news reporter helicopter in the sky, he smirked, holding Peter higher into the air, looked up at the camera. "You see when Spiderman and I fought last, he did me the courtesy of leaving me tied up, rather than allowing me to die, a fate I would have much preferred." Toomes squeezed harder on Peter's neck, peter was struggling to breathe, sucking in the air but not getting enough. "When the police found me they arrested me, and I lost my wife," he paused again so he could pin him to the gound, slamming Peter's body into the concrete, creating a hole, his hand still on Peter's throat, "I lost my daughter. But I also lost to Spiderman, a child who knew too much." he pinned Peter with his legs now removing his hand from Peter's neck, it now taking place on Peter's mask, bunching up the fabric. "You see when I found out the boy under the mask was going to a homecoming dance with my daughter I knew I could end him." he laughed, pulling the mask free, now holding the fabric up in the air. The crowd gasped, their whispering getting louder. "You see your amazing Siderman, the New York hero," he gestured to the screens. "is nothing more than a 15-year-old in a fancy suit." he laughed again. "Peter Benjamin Parker is nothing more then a scared little orphan boy, who's only motive is having watched his uncle bleed to death in his arms."

His grip on Peter loosened slightly, allowing him to break free. He let out a scream as he lifted off of the ground, tears finally escaping his eyes. He now had the upper hand, having Toomes' arm in is grasp allowed him to flip the man onto his back. Peter panted now on top of the Vulture. He pinned him with his legs, punching his face repeatedly. Toomes did nothing but laughed. "You could kill me for all I care, I got what I wanted." He spat blood at peter before closing his eyes. Peter lifted off of him, webbing him to the ground. He finally looked up at the screens around him, turning slowly in a circle, some were playing a live feed of him with tears down his face, blood, and cuts showing through his suit. Some were playing back when the vulture pulled off his mask. he stumbled back from the vulture. He fell backwards as people stared at him and talked.

"My kids as old as him!"

"He's too young to be saving the city!"

"I don't want a kid saving me!"

Peter stood, now making a running start, webbing himself to a building, swinging in the direction of Stark Industries tower. His mask now forgotten, left behind now that he knew the whole world would know his name in a few hours. The wind in his face was helping to dry his tears, but not to calm him like it usually would.

Time skip

"Kid we can fix this, I'm calling a press conference now." Tony said, pulling out a Stark phone from his pocket. "Go out on something not ripped into oblivion."