Maya Stark

Chapter 140: Peter 3 needs a hug

Wind. The first thing I notice as I gain my thoughts is the wind. My hair crashing into my face. Shit, I was falling. Why the hell was I falling? My eyes blink open to see my Peter. Peter getting slammed by Osborn's glider, throwing him off course. Shit, shit, shit. I was falling. Why was I falling? I hit my head. MJ and Ned. It comes to me hard, and I don't know how much longer I have until I hit the ground, but I couldn't seem to wrap my mind around the fact I was falling. My body throbbed, my breath was non-existent, and my vision was cloudy. What the hell was happening? I hear somebody scream, 'No!' and soon arms were wrapped around me as a web lowers us to the ground.

I try to regulate my breathing as I look up from where I fell. It was a very long way down, and I still have no clue how long I was passed out, falling lifelessly towards the ground. I did my best to hide panic, but some things are easier said than done. It was Peter 3 that caught me.

'Are you okay?' he asks.

I nod as a tear rolls down his cheek. 'Are—Are you okay?'

He nods subtly and sets me down. 'Your head is bleeding.'

I bring my fingers up to my forehead and they come away bloody. It's not that bad and my mind flashes back to my fight with Walker. Now that was a lot of blood. I wave him off in reassurance.

'Believe me, I've had worse,' I say. Then my eyes widen. 'Ned and MJ? Are they okay?'

I move before he can stop me, and yell out their names as loud as I can fathom. I turn a corner to see Ned, MJ a little ways behind him, the cloak removing itself from her.

'Ned, MJ, thank God,' I say, actually pulling Ned into a hug. He didn't really know how to respond to that. 'Are you guys okay? Please tell me you're okay.'

'Thanks to you,' MJ says, pulling me into a hug. 'You saved my life.'

I shrug. 'It would've been more heroic if I didn't get knocked out by a pole.'

We laugh and separate in different directions. Soon enough, Peter's voice is ringing in my ear. We look over the ledge and see Peter standing on the destroyed shield with Osborn. He was looking around for us frantically.

'Peter! Hey!' I shout, waving my arms, and he looks to us.

'Are you okay?' he shouts back, clearly panicked.

I nod. 'We're okay. We're all fine. I promise.'

I see him take a deep breath of relief, but it doesn't seem to last long. His attention is turned back to Osborn. Peter adopts a battle stance, glaring in something I can only describe as rage. Osborn stands up and removes his goggles. I can't totally hear what they're saying, but I know for a fact, it's nothing good.

The two charge at one another and the scene is horrible. Hard blows go back and forth, and Osborn manages to evade Peter's webs. Osborn swings at him but Peter ducks, avoiding the blow and webbing Osborn's foot to the surface. He goes to punch him, hard. Peter tries to perform a jump slam attack, but Osborn frees himself and is able to roll over. He rises from the ground and pulls a knife from his gauntlet. It takes Peter a couple tries to get a good hit, but he manages to get one in as he avoids the blade. Osborn strikes him in the face with his other hand though. That look like it hurt.

Peter recovers almost instantly and webs Osborn's legs to the ground once again, hitting him twice. Osborn manages to break free once more, but loses the upper hand. Peter disarms him, hits him like seven times, webs him, and pulls Osborn onto his knees, punching him in the head, then throwing Osborn to the ground. Osborn doesn't move and Peter keeps punching him over and over again.

'Come on, Peter,' I whisper, my nails digging into my palm. 'Don't do this.'

Peter finally stops punching him and goes to lift up his glider. I bite my lip hard.

'Are you not going to—'

'No,' I say, cutting off Ned. 'No, this can't be me. The others will stop him.'

Peter holds the glider over his head, starting to bring it down on Osborn's head with a scream. Before he can, Peter 2 steps in and stops the glider mid-air. Peter still tries to push through and reach Osborn to no avail. After seconds of high tension, Peter finally lowers the glider and drops it to the ground. I watch as Osborn takes out a knife and stabs Peter 2, who falls to the ground. No, no, no. I resist the urge to run over there. My Peter needs to do this with them. It's okay to sit out once in a while.

Osborn says something I can't hear, and I see the flash of anger come across Peter's face. Peter 3 tosses the cure to my Peter, who sticks it into Osborn's neck. I see the look of confusion in his eyes as the serum is released. Osborn sinks to his knees. I watch as the two Peters kneel by Peter 2. I don't know what was being said, but I could see slight smiles on all of their faces.

Flashes light above my head, and I look up to notice cracks in the sky. Silhouettes of people were coming into sight, and I curse under my breath.

'What's happening?' Ned asked.

I sigh. 'I think we broke the multiverse.'

'This isn't good,' MJ says.

I watch my Peter go up to Strange and a bad feeling overwhelms my gut. I knew this would happen. I could've stopped this. Why did I let him do all of this? I start to pace, and MJ and Ned watch me not knowing what to do. I click my suit off, feeling like I was being suffocated by my own skin. The pain in my stomach surges in suddenly, but I choose to ignore it. We had bigger problems. Problems that couldn't be ignored.