Memories

19. Not you again

Miles POV:

After we leave the party, I'm wheeled out of the car and up and into our apartment. I'm wheeled through the front door and the minute my mum let's go of the handles I'm sent into an uncontrollable spasm. I jolt upright and then collapse at the sudden movement unable to stop shaking when my face hits the floor. I see a faint red glare on the floor but cannot quite see it as my eyes are shunned by my eyes streaming out tears from pain. At first, I thought it was the light from my neck but soon the light envelopes my whole hallway. I hear the faint screams of my mom and shouts from my dad before everything goes dark and quiet.

The shaking had long stopped but unfortunately hadn't taken the pain with it. I was panting on the floor unable to move and see what the hell was going on. Then I feel a chilling claw grip my chin. It's just below my vision so I can't quite see, but I don't need to. "Told you I wasn't done with you quite yet."

He snaps his fingers and my vision goes red. I'm aware of everything but when I start moving, it's not by my own control. I watch helplessly as I walk over to my unconscious parents and grab my mom's neck and start squeezing. I watch as my dad wakes up slowly but faster that's I've ever seen him starts trying to pull me away. He starts yanking on my arm to pull it away as my mom now start to gurgle up blood. My dad finally is able to yank my hand off and my mom pants breathlessly grasping at her neck.

My dad looks at me with horror in his eyes as I step back and follow the figure of which is still nameless to me.

Y/n POV:

I wake up suddenly because of a nightmare. I remember watching as the figure which has haunted my dreams since I got back of which I know not his name as he turned Peter and miles into his minions. Their eyes glowing a haunting red and coming at me with arms outstretched and fingers pointed like claws. Peter jumping on me and clawing at my face.

I reach my hands to my face to find no scratches that are new. I look down to see Peter still in my bed. He slowly stirs and when he sees me awake shoots up and start to question me. "Another nightmare?" He asks soothingly.

"Mhm..." I murmur. He pulls me into his arms and we lay back down. As we lay there, we hear frantic knocking on the doors. Peter gets out of bed instinctively and when he reaches the door, he turns back to help me out. Instead of grabbing my crutches I just cling onto Peter as we creep onto the landing to get a view of the commotion.

"Sir, someone is at the door." Friday's voice booms over the whole compound.

I hear my dad drag his legs across the hallways to the door. "I can see that." He says sarcastically.

He opens it to find a very shook Mr and Mrs Morales. "Jeff? Rio? Is everything okay?"

He steps out the way to let them in. "No... not really. Miles just attacked us..."

I feel my stomach turn at the sentence. I grip onto Peter more tightly. "W-ha-t?" I manage out but apparently it was loud enough for them to hear.

"Y/n? And Parker... what are you still doing here!" My dad exclaims.

"I'm sorry Mr stark but don't you have a more pressing matter?" He nods to the Morales'.

"Right. What do you mean attacked you?" My dad asks. In response Mrs Morales unwraps a scarf around her neck to reveal a massive bruise on her neck faintly resembling a hand. I gasp and hide into peters chest.

Breathing hard I notice the red light on peters t-shirt. I back away but due to me not being able to stand properly I collapse. I know what that light means. If Miles has just attacked them, it wasn't his own doing. That's why he put that disc in his neck. This was his plan. Let us free and set me and miles loose on the world and kill everyone and everything we love.

I know what happens next. He's going to come for me next. I look pleadingly at Peter. I whisper "I do-n't wa-nt to go..."

He kneels down and grabs my shoulders. "What do you mean? Y/n?! You're scaring me?!" He exclaims as my dad rounds the corner breathless.

I cup his cheek and say " he-'s co-mi-ng fo-r me

ne-xt..." tears over coming me.

He shakes. I think he knows what I'm saying. Hopefully he knows. He starts to cry a bit but wipes them away and starts shakes his head. "No. If he comes, he's going to have to go through me. I'm not letting you go again." He says firmly.

"And me." My dad steps up and kneels down. "Nobody's taking my girl from me again."

I look up at them. How am I so lucky to have them? Not to mention my mom and now Wanda who has been oddly involved since I got back. And I knew if I asked MJ and Ned they'd be here as well. I smile at them.

Peter gets up and gives me a hand up. He helps me down stairs and me, Peter, the Morales' and my dad all head down to the workshop. When we get there, we already find my mom and Wanda there. Wanda rushes up and helps me sit down. I still haven't asked why she's here all of a sudden but I'm not complaining.

We all gather in silence for a minute until my dad speaks. " Tonight, miles attacked his parents. But due to having a red figure there we're led to believe he was being controlled by that person who is also the one who kidnapped our-" he's cut off by an orange circle emitting sparks and light. It was very much like the portal me and miles were sent through but orange. It opens to the sanctum and out steps Doctor Strange.

"Mephisto. That's who took Y/n and miles and is who we're now up against. He's a magical being much like myself but is from the dark dimension, servant to Dormammu. He's controlling miles through said magic and has a chip-" he points to the red light in my wrist. "-planted in Y/n and miles making it easier to submit them to his control. He's got miles and is coming for Y/n. We must protect her. If he gets her, he'll have to power to destroy the universe and submit it to the dark dimensions control. Miles is simply an amplifier of that power. A pawn in a bigger plan." He finished off leaving us all silent and stunned by all the information.

"Glad the mage cleared that up. We all clear? Don't let that monster touch my daughter. Expect a showdown of some sorts. Whether your magical, skilled in combat or just average don't. Let. Him. Have. My. Daughter."