10.| ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ [11]

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    .Chapter Ten.
   [10]. Far From Home.
[Part Eleven]
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AFTER LESS THAN AN hour of a flight, The Stark Industries Private Jet flies over an area. The three were now in Dorest Coast, United Kingdom. Right now all that was left was James and Peter who were waiting for the suits to finish.

James turns towards Peter. "Okay. Fury's got the coded message. Your friends are at the Tower Bridge."

"What about Wanda?"

"We're still looking for her.." Happy says softly from behind. "But don't worry, we'll find her."

James slowly nods. "Okay."

Happy nods. "I'mma go scoop them up, okay?"

"Yeah."

"We're close," James says

Peter nods slightly nervous. "We're close."

"How're the suits comin'?" Happy questions.

"Almost done."

"Good." The men say

"Wait, wait, whoa, whoa. Before you go..." Peter pulls out the Black Dahlia necklace. "If something happens to me, could you please give this to MJ?"

Happy glances at James who shook his head. "You're gonna make it back. You'll give it to her yourself. 'Kay? We've got this." James says.

"We got this."

Happy exhaled. "Now walk me through it."

James who took a deep breath in turns to Peter. "So we know it's illusion tech, right?"

"Mhm."

"All I have to do is get on the inside of the illusion, then I can take it down, find him, and he's just a guy, Then I can take E.D.I.T.H. right back and hand it back over to Peter," James says.

"Right, but last time, you got hit by a train." Happy says clearly unsure of his plan.

James rolls his eyes. "Yes, but he's forgetting my wife is the queen of mind games and Illusions. All I've got to do is focus on breaking myself out of it as I did before."

Happy nods. "Great, so we just gotta hope your love for Wanda is strong enough to get you out of this. But what about Peter? How's he going to help."

"His Peter-tingle. He'll tell me where the drones are."

Peter looks visibly annoyed by the mention of Peter-tingle. It's clear that Aunt May told James about the Peter-tingle.

Happy furrows his brows. "It's not working, though. I heard it wasn't working right now. Is it?"

"It is working," Peter says before closing his eyes in frustration. "Well, I don't... I don't know if it's working—"

"—Good, so you got the Peter-tingle! James has Wanda's love. That's the plan. I'm gonna go get your friends and Wanda back." Happy says "You get that Peter-tingle back online." Happy runs back to the cockpit.

Peter glances at James who notices his uneasiness.

"Hey, we've got this, kid," James says with a reassuring smile.

"But what about Wanda?"

James looks down at his ring and holds onto it tightly. "We will make sure everyone gets out of this safely."

The Spider-Man suit and James's suit are still in the process of being made as the outer layer is currently being applied. The eye lenses were now being constructed rapidly by several mechanical arms. Finally, the American Star logo just like what Steve had on his suit is inserted by a mechanical arm right in the middle of the suit.

James smirks. "Nice job, kid."

"Thank you. I-I matched it up with uh—y-your dads, your moms, and Wanda's suits." Peter stutters out, still nervous as hell. "Do you like it?"

"I love it."

Happy was now in the cockpit, flying the jet. The group was now in the air, ready for battle. "All right, comms check. Can you hear me?"

Peter in his upgrade Spider-Man suit is on the outside plane on the left side of the cockpit. And James was flying right next to him.

"Yeah, we can. It's just a little loud out here." Peter says.

"I like the new suits."

"Thanks."

Happy then notices the Elemental from a distance. "Whoa, Rogers, you sure that's not real?"

A large storm cloud surrounding the Tower Bridge is shown from far away.

James nods. "Yeah, it's just a hundred times bigger than I expected."

"Still the play?"

"Uh-huh. We need to get high enough so Beck doesn't see me coming." Peter says.

The Jet begins to ascend in altitude. "Copy. Stay sticky." The Jet rises vertically right next to the Elemental.

"Hey, Happy," Peter says grabbing the man's attention.

"Yeah, kid. What is it?"

"We need to have a serious conversation about you and my a—"

Peter isn't able to finish the word "aunt" before he lets go of the plane, falling toward the Elemental from above. James snorts before flying down with him. Peter is flipping through the air and falling from the sky. He engages his parachute and dives toward the Elemental and James hovers above Peter the entire time to ensure his safety.

Spider-Man drops low enough and ejects his parachute and uses his web wings to glide toward the Elemental illusion.

"Kid, this is you," James says into the comms.

Peter inhales deeply. "Ah. It's not real, it's not real, it's not real!"

The two then enter the illusion, crashing into one of the combat drones that was projecting the Elemental and holds onto it, looking all over in awe at the illusion.

"Whoa. That's awesome."

"Stay focused."

"Sorry."

Peter uses his webbing to stick onto the drone he was holding on to. He flips onto another drone, linking them with his webbing. He flips from one drone to the next, continuing to link them with his webbing.

Peter links a combat drone with two webs and jumps off the drone and shoots and another web, which attaches to it. "I hope this works. If not this is on you it was your plan."

"Shut up."

Then Peter presses his spider logo, which is a button that sets off his taser webbing, sending electricity to all the drones that he managed to link. The drones begin to malfunction and they are surging with electricity. Peter lands on top of a combat drone and sees that the illusion begins to fall apart. Parts of the Elemental and Mysterio's green smoke trail begin to disappear and hundreds of drones can be seen.

James smirks. "Good job, son."

Peter smiles widely, it felt good to hear those words come from James's mouth.

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