Prophecy of the White Tiger

Chapter 2

Katanas pov
When I came to I was in a strange room, laying on a bed with my left arm laid out above my head. When I lifted it to inspect it I noticed a deep gash on my forearm had been bandaged. There was a bit I blood on it but my healing factor would have it fully healed in no time. Sitting up, I looked around the room. I wasn't alone though, sitting in a corner there was a boy in a red and blue skin suit. I freaked out, immediately reaching to see if my mask was still on, fearing that my identity was out. When I reached up my mask was only a fraction of the way up, but I realized that I had a cut on my cheek and my mask was damp with blood. I turned my attention to the boy and began rattling off questions. "Who are you? Where am I? How long was I out for?" He finally answered after I stoped my rambling. "My name is Spider-Man,your in my house where I brought you after you blacked out, and about two hours." I decided to attempt to sit up but had issues because my left arm was still weak. Spider-Man quickly rushed over and helped me to sit up, against the head board of what I assumed to be his bed. "Oww, dammit why hasn't my healing factor kicked in by now," I cursed wanting to scream. I looked up at him angry, finally I asked,"Can I trust you?" Confused he finally answered,"So long as I can trust you." Nodding I took off my mask, revealing who I was. Looking up I noticed he had done the same. he had saggy light brown hair, bright blue eyes, overall he looked gorgeous. He looked to be around the same age as me, maybe a year or two older,but not much. "Mm...my names Katana." I stuttered. He looked at me smiled then said, "The names Peter, nice to meet you. How long does it usually take for your healing factor to heal a gash like that?" I looked at him puzzled, then remembered my arm. "I'm pretty shire that's it's healed by now. Is tree somewhere I can go to clean up?" He nodded,"Down the hall, first door on the left." I got up and followed his directions to a small bathroom. I went in an unrawped my arm and inspected it. It had healed into a rough looking scar, that was slowly getting better but I knew it would always be a scar. As I scanned farther up I noticed a black tattoo outline in the same shape as my amulet. I made a mental note to call my dad and ask what it meant. After I had cleaned the blood off, I left and went back to Peters room and sat down on the bed. He asked me what I was doing on the roof of the abandoned building. I explained," I was following a lead on a company called cryvex. When I was ambushed by a couple of their tougher thugs, I wasn't strong enough to take them both down and then I ended up here." He nodded," How are those cuts healing? They looked pretty bad earlier". " There doing fine my healing factor took care of them but it was a little slower than usual." "Peter why did you save me when I fell?" I asked. He blushed slightly, obviously a little stunned, but then his face softened into an understanding smile."At first it was just my instincts kicking in and taking over. I was originally going to save you then leave, but curiosity killed the cat and once I realized who you were I knew I couldn't leave you. If I would have let you, you'd most likely be dead by now, so I brought you home."
"Thank you for saving me, without you I'm not shire what would have happened." I replied. Looking down at my arms I noticed my wrist an remembered I needed to call my dad. "Is there a phone I could use, I need to call my dad and when I go out as the white tiger I leave mine at home?" He nodded his understanding,then handed me his phone. I dialed my dad's number and waited, hoping he would answer.
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Hey there again kittens. Hope you all like the story so far, we'll y'all know the drill. Don't forget to like/vote and comment. Not edited btw.
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