"God what's wrong with me." Mj slowly got out of bed. Peter left a note on his pillow as per usual.
Stay in bed for as long as you need pretty girl. Miles was getting antsy I had to take him out. I love you beautiful.
Mj smiled slightly at the little note. Going into the kitchen, she almost tripped on Andy. Meowing very loudly at her feet. He would hiss occasionally.
"What's wrong with you?" Mj asked him. He was hissing at the corner of her living room.
She picked him up and walked him to her kitchen. Making herself coffee and eggs.
She ate her breakfast eyeing the corner suspiciously. The last time Andy had ever hissed at something was when Norman Osborn broke into her apartment nearly two weeks ago now.
Maybe Andy was just being anxious. Hasn't recovered himself from the night Mj was taken.
"It's okay buddy. I'm not doing okay either." Mj said petting him. The voice in her head wasn't loud anymore. What the hell was going on with her last night.
She sat in silent, the only noise was Andy hissing. She was on edge for some reason. Andy's hissing was really stressing her out.
Mj left her phone in her room. She got up to go get it, wanting to call Peter. She backed up towards her door keeping her eyes on the corner of her living room.
The moment Mj had to take her eyes off of her living room to go into her room, she heard pounding footsteps.
She shoved her bedroom door closed and locked it just in time. Someone was trying to turn the door knob. Mj panicked, scrambling to find her phone.
She called Peter and looked for a way to escape. Surely Tony had put some kind of secret escape in her room. Maybe she could try and use Peters web shooters?
When Peter went to voice mail, she felt so trapped. The person outside her door was pounding on it now. Steady drums filled her ears as the intruder pounded away at her door.
Even if she did find Peters extra web shooters, could she really swing herself away? Miles also went to voice mail. Same with Eddie and Michelle. Where the hell were they.
"Come out come out little Mary Jane." A taunting female voice called out from behind the door.
The woman broke Mj's door open easily, almost as if she was faking trying so hard to pound on it. Like it was a game.
Wanda Maximoff pushed through the door way, red hands glowing. Her teeth gritted.
"Wanda?" Mj hesitantly walked towards the Scarlett Witch.
Mj hadn't been close to Wanda at all in the past, she was already moved to her apartment by the time wanda joined the avengers. Last time she had talked to her was at Tony's funeral.
"What are you doing here?" Mj asked.
"Your alone finally." Mj felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck.
"What the hell Wanda. Bruce said he was looking for you, why haven't you called him back." Mj said, though she said as still on edge.
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The Tragedy of Mary Jane Stark
Fanfiction"I just feel like the burden of his last name will never leave me, ya know? As if I'm destined to be just like dad and Howard. Branded by their name and blood" "You know, I could always change your last name to Parker." "Shut up Peter we are only 17...
