Running, running, running. You were running as fast as you could though the woods, Tree branches cutting into your sides and arm. The sting from the cuts radiating through your body.

"You can't run..." A voice rang throughout the forest. "I will find you... I know who you are... your weaknesses, your fears... neither you or anyone you love will escape me... But it is you who they will fear... you will destroy everyone you love... everything..."

"No! I won't!" You screamed back. You came to a dead end. There was a tall cliff in front of you. You went to turn back and run in a different direction, but you were now trapped. The cliff walls moved all around  you, caging you in some kind of a box. "Leave me alone! I won't let you hurt anyone!"

"I will not be the one to hurt anyone... you will."

"No! You're wrong!" I screamed. I stopped running and fell to my knees holding my ears as the voice echoed through my head.

"You will destroy everyone you love... You are a monster who will distory everything... you will never control who you are... I know you feel it too... madness taking over your body. Your mind... give in and make it easier on yourself... there is only one way this will end..." The voice sounded as though it was whispering right into my ear millimeters away. "Only one way..."

I opened my eyes slowly and the jungle had disappeared. In front of me was ruins of a city. Flames bursting out everywhere. Dead bodies surrounded me. I gasped.

"Y-y/n..." I flinch as I whipped my head around to see the source of the faint voice. "Y/n... Why?..."

"PETER!" I ran over to him and knelt down next to him. "P-Peter?... what h-happened? Are you ok? Please tell me you're ok." I whispered going cup his face. But as a went to cup it he flinched away. Most of his body was underneath rubble but his face was out. He flinched away from my hand with fear in his eyes. "P-Peter..."

"St-stay away." He said. I felt like a million daggers just got stabbed into my heart.

"Wh-what?"

"Stay away. You're a monster! You did this! You killed everyone. You're a monster with no heart! Stay away from me you... you freak!" My breathing got caught in my throat. 'Freak'... Is that what he thinks of me as... Tears poured down my face. I stumbled away from him crying. "You-you're a monster..." Peter let out one final breath. No! No please! I was crying more and more.

"NO!!!" I screamed. The words echoed throughout my mind once again... monster... freak... you're a monster with no heart......stay away...

Is that what I need to do? To save people I care about from... me?

There was another voice. It was muffled but it slowly got louder and louder.

"Y/n!... Y/n!... Y/N! WAKE UP!... please..."

My eyes shot open as I shot up into a sitting position gasping for air. I was sweating and shaking all over... another dream?

"Y/n!" I felt arms around me. I closed my eyes crying and hugging back. Of course it was Peter. "It happened again... but worse. You were shaking violently. You were whispering things like... freak, stay away and monster." Peter hugged you tighter. You were still crying.

"P-Peter. It happened again. I had another dream. The voice was th-there. I-I... I ended up in a city... but it was all r-rubble... y-you were there... you said-" I cut myself off replaying the memory and pulling away from Peter and putting space between us. He looked at me in confusion but I just backed away from him up against the wall. I didn't want to hurt him...

"Y/n? Are you ok? What did I say in the dream?" He moved closer to me but I stood up and walked to the other side of the room. I leant against a corner and slid down it hugging myself into a tiny ball. "... y/n..." He walked over to me and went to touch my shoulder.

"No. St-stay away from me..." I stuttered through tears. "... I don't want to hurt you... not again... I-I'm a monster... you were right..."

I didn't expect this. He dropped onto his knees in front of me and hugged me towards him even though I was trying to resist. He pulled me into his chest. "Y/n. Please stop this..." One of his tears fell onto my shoulder. "These dreams are a lie. You are not a monster! You won't ever hurt anybody because you have the kindest heart in the world." He hugged me tight. "I know for a fact. No doubt at all in the world that you would never hurt me. You never would. I know you. The only way that you are hurting me is what you keep saying about yourself." I sniffled. "These dreams have been going on for a week. You need to listen to what I say right now. Y/n. You are not a monster. You are not a harm to anyone. You hear me? So stop it!" His voice was raising now. "Stop saying these things! It is Shade Signature! Don't forget what I say here and now. Stop it!" He was shaking slightly. "Tell me you believe me y/n... please."

"I-I believe you... I'm sorry... the dreams just keep on getting worse..." You sniffed.

"You have nothing to be sorry about." His voice was now soft. "Please just remember who you are and that all of this is Shade Signatures fantasy of you. Ok?"

I nodded my head in his chest. He rested his chin on the top of my head.

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Peter's POV

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It had been a week since y/n's first nightmare and each day they get worse. Now in my dreams there's this voice that rings in my dream saying things like "Y/n is a monster... you know what she is.." the second is true. I always yell back something Iike "Yes! I know who and what she is! She is compassionate! She is kind! She is not a monster!" I know who and what y/n is. I ignore the voice and it goes away soon enough. 

This morning I was sleeping on a mattress on y/n's floor because I've been sleeping in her room or her in mine ever since the nightmares. I look up at y/n sleeping peacefully. Maybe she finally had a nightmare free night. Finally. I thought. I could not have been more wrong. 

Two minutes later y/n flinched suddenly in her sleep. She mumbled 'no'. Then she started shivering and flinching violently. Her breathing became rapid and shallow. Oh no it's happening again... I tried to wake her up even though I knew it wouldn't work. "Y/n! Y/n!" Her shaking was becoming worse and she was mumbling things like 'I'm a freak... stay away... I'm a monster..." Everytime she said something like that my heart dropped. Shade Signature was going to pay for doing this to y/n. I was going to personally see to it. "Y/n! Please wake up!" I felt my eyes sting with tears at seeing y/n's distressed face and seeing her like this. And I couldn't help it.

I placed a hand on her cheek. The weirdest thing happened. All her shaking and flinching stopped immediately at my touch. She whispered faintly 'Peter...' Oh my god! Did I make her stop!? Am I helping! Even though I was supposed to be focussing on getting y/n awake I honestly felt a bubbling feeling in my gut at the thought but it wasn't a bad one like the ones you get when you feel sick. 

My thoughts were interrupted by y/n shooting up into a sitting position awake and she began to shake. I hugged her and I felt a tear drop off my face onto her shoulder. But she soon moved away from me after telling me. About her dream. She stopped before telling me what the fake me had said.

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Your POV

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Peter was right. I no longer feel scared or like running away from everyone. I feel angry. At Shade Signature. He was right. I am a monster. But only to those you are unfortunate enough to piss me off. And he was at the stop of my list. Peter and I had been discussing our plan to take down Shade Signature. I stopped suddenly.

"If he can get into our minds then-" I stood up and walked over to my window. 

Oh no... 

There was a note...

"What? What is it?" Peter asked me walking over. I opened the note and read off it.

One week passed. One week closer to destroying you and Spider-Man. Or should I say Peter Parker. You will never escape me or yourselves. I know everything. I am superior to you. I am the game master. You are the players.

-§

"Oh no..." I sighed as I handed Peter the note.

"Oh s**t. He knows..."

"Language." I huffed half heartedly. "He has to be psychic. The one villain we get after Vulture is a freaking psychic who we know nothing about. But, he knows everything about us."

"We just need to find some way to face him head on." Peter huffed as he plonked down next to me. "What time is it?"

"Um... 7:33." I read off my clock on my nightstand.

Peter and I exchanged a quick look before we both jumped up and ran around the my room frantically. "SCHOOL!"

"CRAP! WE ARE GOING TO BE SO LATE!" We ran around Peter getting changed in the bathroom and me making smoothies. I put them in travel mugs and Peter and I ran out the door to go to school.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y!" I yelled to the AI, "Lock the doors and windows and stuff bye! If dad asks say I was studying all night and slept in!" We ran out the apartment.

The subway doors were about to close when Peter and I jumped on and panted for breath. "That... was... way... too close..." I huffed out.

"Y-yeah..." Peter grabbed onto a railings as the train lurched to a start I had lost my balance and almost fell over but Peter caught me. "You know for superheroes we are both so unorganised. Plus you are really clumsy."

"You're one to talk. Didn't you trip off the train yesterday?" I laughed. Peter rolled his eyes.

We arrived at school. We walked to our lockers. "So we've got... English right?" Peter checked.

"Yup. Great more boring classes. Yaaaay."

"Hey, I.T. isn't that bad." Peter laughed.

"Yes. It is." I rolled my eyes but soon hissed in pain. I got a headache. Great.

I expected to see a robbery maybe or something. But I saw something else. It was like looking through someone else's eyes. They were writing a note. They had just finished and put down an '§'. Wait! §! I'M LOOKING THROUGH SHADE SIGNATURE'S EYES!?

I gasped once the vision ended and grasped onto Peter's shoulder. "Y/n? What's wrong? What is it? A robbery?" Peter asked.

"Peter! I just saw Shades Signatures point of view!"

"What!? How!?"

"I-I don't know... but he was writing another note. I didn't see much of it. Only the '§'"

"You didn't see what it said?" Peter asked.

"No..." I sighed.

"We can look further into it after school. Come on." Peter and I walked into English were the teacher had already started so we just snuck to our seats while her back was turned.

"Hey guys!" Ned whispered. "Why are you so late? Where were you last night? Did something happen?-"

"Ned." Peter cut him off. Ned looked at him as if hinting for him to continue. "Shut up."

"Come on you weren't home last night. Where were you?" Ned asked.

"Y/n's." Peter shrugged.

"Why?" Ned pushed. Then he gasped. "DID YOU TWO-?"

"NO! NED! SERIOUSLY!?" Peter smacked the back of Ned's head. "What is with you and asking that first up!? Geese!"

"Nightmares..." I sighed looking at my hands stopping the boys bickering.

"Again?" Ned asked more sympathetically. I just nodded. Then I got a headache again. "Ah!"

I saw a street. I was walking down the street looking around. There was a building with windows I looked into the window and I saw that I was once again Shade Signature! Then it ended.

"Peter!" My breathing hitched. "It happened again!"

"Really? What was he doing?" Peter asked.

"He was just walking down the street." I sighed in disappointment.

"Which one?" Peter asked.

"Umm... the one with the TV shop." I answered.

"What's going on?" Ned came into the conversation.

"Y/n's getting these weird visions when she sees Shade Signature's point of view for a small time." Peter answered.

"Dude really!? You mean like with Harry Potter and Vold-sorry he-who-must-not-be-named?" I would have facepalmed so hard if he wasn't right.

"Yeah actually. Ned you're right. It's just like that. Dude..." I awed. "But he wasn't feeling a particular emotion or anything like for Harry and Voldemort. He was just walking down the street." I shrugged.

Ned gasped. "Do not say his name child." Ned somehow made a joke out of this whole situation making us all laugh. "Still super cool though." Ned smiled.

Once English was over we walked into the I.T. Classroom. I sat down at a desk and put my books down when I once again got a headache. "Ah!" I held my head. This time the vision was a little different. There was a man I knew! I had saved him a week ago! I was in Shades Signature's point of view still. He had beaten the man as he now had a blood nose. He had passed out and was lying on the ground. Shade got a knife and was carving into his skin. He carved '§' into the man's left arm! Then the vision ended.

"PETER!" You gasped.

"What!?" Peter's expression was worried. "What is it?"

"He's going to hurt a man that we saved! He's going to carve that double s in his arm! Peter we have to do something!" You frantically stood up.

"Y/n. Y/n, clam down. We are going to fix this just calm down ok?" Peter's tone was soft.

"Ok." You breathed in and out. "We are wasting time now. Come on." You linked his arm and dragged him off. You both got changed into your suits and swung off through the city. Your sixth sense hinted where you needed to go. You two landed in an alley where Shade was. "SHADE!" You caught his attention. "Stop! Leave him alone!"

"The Hunter becomes the hunted..." He disappeared. You ran over to the man. "Sir! Are you ok!?" He didn't wake up. He wasn't dead though. You saw the signature on his arm. The Hunter becomes the hunted... The phrase echoed over and over in your mind.

You called the police and an ambulance took the man to hospital. You answered the police's questions and they drove away.

"Y/n..." Peter walked up to you and held your hand. "It will be ok. I know I say that a lot. But that's because it's the truth. You know that right?"

You nodded your head slowly. "I just wish that..." you furrowed your eyebrows at your own answer. "I wish it was just him and me. I want to end this by myself. No one else getting hurt. I want to end all of this. I've had enough of more people getting hurt because of his game."

"Why don't you want anyone else's help?" Peter asked you furrowing his own eyebrows.

"Because... I've always felt a little alone even with people around me. I don't want anyone else getting hurt in something that's in between me and him. I've always done things by myself... By doing it by myself. I guess I just assure myself that I know I'm stronger and don't need anyone else's help in anything. I can do this by myself."

"The thing is..." Peter looked me in the eye. "...You don't need to." That hit me hard. "Everyone knows that you can do all of these things. But, having someone with you to help you do them, doesn't mean that you are weak. If anything it proves that you are strong enough to accept help. It's like pulling a car with one rope and one person. You can do it eventually. But if you have two ropes and two people, you still do it. But faster and you have someone by your side the whole time and you can support each other."

"I hate it that you are so good at pep talks..." I sighed. "How are you so good at this?" I laughed rolling my eyes.

"Do you want the sarcastic or sappy answer? Because I got one of each." Peter laughed.

"I hate sappy. You know that. Give me the sarcastic." I wave my hand dismissively.

"Ok then... Because while I act like a five year old half of the time, the other half actually is mature believe it or not." Peter joked.

"Meh, It's more like 99.99999999999% of the time five year old Peter and then 0.00000000001% of the time mature Peter. If that part even actually exists." I joked back. We laughed at this. "Thank you for not giving me the sappy. I could have gotten sick to my stomach."

"Oh. Damn it. I would have loved to see that." Peter laughed. I slapped his arm. "Ow!"

"Serves you right Spidey." I roll my eyes. "But thank you."

"We're going to kick that Shade Signature's ass." He wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Saying 'Shade Signature' every time is getting annoying let's just refer to him as 'Shade'. Ok?" I clarify.

"Sounds good... we will kick Shade's ass." Peter re-stated ((I just got sick of typing the whole thing over and over again haha)). "Wait. Y/n look." Peter picked up a piece of paper. "It's another note."

"What does it say this time." I huffed.

The Hunter becomes the hunted. I am the hunter. You are the wounded deer. Every shot I take will get more and more painful for you. I promise that you and Peter will not suffer much longer however. I will end all of this soon. Even though it's fun to see you suffer. Sweet dreams. Both of you.

-§

"Bring it." I scrunched the piece of paper into a ball in my hand. I then shot a bunch of arrows into it leaving small fragments of paper in my hand. I opened my hand allowing the fragments to blow away in the wind.

A/N:

Hey suckas! SO what are your thoughts on wattpads new design? I think it's cool. But the first time I logged in I was like "What the friggers!?" It took me a while to process. 😂 

Stay tuned! And (if you haven't yet) Please check out my story the other perspective! I update that story every Tuesday! Also, I was maybe thinking of writing a chaos walking fanfic? What do you guys think? (If you haven't read chaos walking or don't know what it is, it is a really good book series that Is coming out as a movie that Tom Holland is playing the main character in) Thoughts????