~ Guardian Angel ~ (Completed) ✅

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(y/n) - your name

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"Come on, Peter. Come on, Spider-Man!" I groan, hearing loud creaking and grunt as I slowly open my eyes. My body was in agony like something had pierced through me and I slowly open my eyes to see Peter lifting the building.

"P-Peter?" I breath out, feeling a large pillar that was crushing me lifted as he grunted loudly and screamed, finally freeing us and throwing off the large pillar away.

"(y/n)!" Peter falls to his knees next to me, slowly lifting me off from the ground. I notice that he was ok, no wounds or bruises and I know I had kept him safe even though I was crushed. "Shit! Your stomach..." I look down and my eyes widen as I see a pole lodged in my abdomen, hissing as I finally feel the delayed pain coursing through me. "We need to pull it out-"

"-what no!" I screech out, going to grab Peters arms but I freeze as I see the soft black pulsing streaks in my arms having shredded my skin. "I'm fine, you don't have to-" a scream leaves my lips as Peter rips the pole from my stomach, quickly holding down the wound to stop the bleeding. "Fuck you Peter!" I hiss out but he purses his lips as he rips more of my dress to act as a bandage.

"We need to get you help." Peter helps me up on my feet, holding me up with an arm around my waist.

"And you need to go after Vulture. He's getting away." I wheeze, pointing to the billboard to see him perched there and waiting for the plane to take off.

"But-"

"-I'll call Pepper ok. She'll help me. You need to go." I shove Peter softly and he frowns at me. "Now." He looks back at the Vulture before looking at me, hesitant to leave. "Go Peter, I'll be fine." he sighs and nods, swinging off and shoots his web to catch a ride on his wings as he flies up high off the ground. I drop onto a random broken pillar, sitting down and just catching my breath when my phone suddenly rings. "Oh give me a break already." I groan out, answering the call.

"(y/n)! How's the dance going?" It was May calling.

"It's going great but I am craving some food from dancing a lot." May chuckles, agreeing with me.

"Thats the only downside to homecoming but the best thing we get to do is having late night take out. Hows Peter?"

"He's doing fine, dancing with Liz ya know."

"Really!? How bad is he dancing?"

"Not too bad, he's got a hang of it."

"Oh I wish I was there to see this."

"Uh huh, quick question. There is a Halloween costumer that is like a black and white ombre assassin suit that I put in the wash, is it dry?"

"Oh! So that's what that was! Yeah, I took it out and left it in Peters room."

"Thanks a lot for that May-oh, its time for the slow dance, I have to go!"

"You kids go enjoy! Make sure to tell me everything when you get home!"

"I will. Night May."

"Night to you sweetheart." May ends the call and I take in a deep breath, focusing on changing my clothes to my suit while trying to ignore the burning.

"Ok, come on. Lets do this." I try to psych myself over, holding in the screams of pain as I use my powers to hover off the ground. I jump off from the hidden platform beneath me and shoot up into the sky, freefalling for a bit when my powers flicker and I get it to steady as I chase after the plane.