Spidy Oneshots!

Stabbed

Patrol was quiet today, there wasn't much to do, which is totally fine. I love watching New York City at night, there is no place I'd rather be.

"There appears to be a mugging in an alleyway two streets down," My, AI, Karen says.

"On it," I say with a slight smile, hopefully this will be more challenging than the last few crimes I've stopped tonight.

I reach the alley and see a man with a knife threatening a woman for her purse.

"Hey! Mister!" I yell, the man looks at me and redirects his knife towards me. Since the knife is no longer turned towards the woman, I web her purse over to her and tell her to run for it, leaving just me and the mugger. He runs toward me, and I flip to the side.

"Aggressive much?" I attempt to web him up to the wall, but I missed. I can tell he's an amateur because of the way he's holding the knife, but I obviously don't say anything. 

I see multiple people staring at the end of the alleyway and that momentarily distracts me from the fight at hand, I see a look of fear in their eyes and before I know it my spider sense goes off and they are yelling, "Spider-Man look out!"

The mugger guy stabs me on my lower abdomen, the knife is small, so it doesn't hit any major organs but it's enough to take about 2 days to heal with my super healing. 

The guy looks at me in fear, the knife is still in the wound, "I'm so sorry," he says before I web him up.

"It's fine, just don't keep robbing people after you get out of jail," I give him a small smile and head over to the police station. I keep the knife in the wound the entire time to help slow the bleeding, but I can already feel myself starting to get lightheaded. 

I let the police know where the mugger is and what happened, they thank me, and I start swinging home. The local police stations near where I usually do my patrols are used to me coming in and helping them out. I'm even friends with a few officers. 

When I get home, I'm tempted to just fall into bed and pass out, but I know that I need to tend to my wound. I get out the first aid kit that I keep under my bed and get the wrapping stuff. After getting stabbed almost every other week you would think I know the different names of stuff in my first aid kit, but I don't. 

I'm really tired so I'm sure my wrapping job isn't the best it could be but oh well, it'll last for two days while I heal.

I finally pass out and about four hours later my alarm for school wakes me up. Shit, I totally forgot I had school today. 

I groan and get up. My entire body feels sore but that's what I get for going out every night and helping out the little guy. 

I get dressed in a white science pun t-shirt, a flannel, and some light wash jeans. I put some converse on and eat a granola bar. I really should eat a better breakfast because of my fast metabolism and the fact that I got stabbed yesterday, but I'm really not that hungry. 

I write Aunt May a note that says I'm walking to school because Happy let me know that he got caught up in some security stuff. This happens at least once a week, but I don't mind because my neighborhood is really cool. There are a ton of people I've befriended over the years that greet me on my way to school whenever I walk. Sometimes someone will join me, and we'll make small talk until I get to the school gates. 

School goes smoothly, for the most part. I fall asleep in most my classes and keep hitting my head on the table, so I have a massive headache, but I've felt worse. 

I fall asleep again during Chemistry, using my flannel as a pillow. I feel some warm liquid run down my side, which makes me stir in my sleep slightly, but it doesn't wake me up.

"Peter, holy crap you are bleeding a lot!" Ned says a little too loud from beside me. I look to my side and sure enough my stab wound has started bleeding again.

"Ugh, do you have any extra wrapping stuff? I forgot to pack some today." I whisper to him. Ned shakes his head. 

When I look up the entire class has their eyes on me, and everyone starts freaking out except for MJ. 

My senses start blaring because of all the sound, "Can you guys shut up!?" I yell without thinking. The class goes silent. 

"Instead of freaking out, it would be a lot more helpful if you found the first aid kit," 

"Peter you're bleeding how are you not freaking out?" Flash practically yells.

"Fine I guess I'll find it myself." I stand up and immediately get lightheaded, "Never mind, standing makes me super lightheaded." 

MJ stands up and quickly grabs the first aid kit, "You are such a loser," Classic MJ.

"Thanks MJ, you're my knight in shining armor," I chuckle.

"And what are you? My knight in shining spandex?" The words leave MJ's mouth before she can think about it.

Ned bursts out laughing at the out-of-pocket comment she made, and I try my hardest not to laugh.

Looks of confusion scatter across the classroom, "What's that supposed to mean??" Flash blurts out loud.

"None of your business Flash," MJ rolls her eyes.

"If you guys don't like blood, I suggest you don't look," I say before taking off my shirt and unwrapping the wrapping stuff, a series of gasps ring out through the room. 

"Dude Peter, what happened this time?" Ned asks, Mr. Stark has been telling me that if I'm going to reveal my identity I might as well do it in the most unexpected way.

"I got stabbed by a mugger," I shrug, fighting the smile that threatens to spread on my face.

multiple, "AND YOU DIDN'T GO TO THE HOSPITAL???"'s and "WHY ARE YOU AT SCHOOL?"'s are shouted and I shrug again.

"I know how to heal my own wounds, why waste the money? Plus, the only reason I did a bad job wrapping up the stab is because I was tired and wanted to go to sleep," 

People start yelling again and my senses start blaring again, "PLEASE quiet down!" I try hard not to yell.

"How can you expect us to be quiet when you were stabbed and didn't go to the hospital to have a professional take care of it? Did the mugger even go to jail??" I think this is the most Flash has ever cared about me.

"Well after he stabbed me, he was kinda shocked, so I took that as the perfect time to web him up then I went to the police station to let them know where he was. I kept the knife in the entire time to stop the bleeding." I fight the smile on my face again but this time I fail. 

"Web?" The entire class says in sync with the exception of Ned and MJ.

"Yeah, didn't I mention I'm Spider-Man?" I know they won't believe me right away, but I'll give them proof when they ask.

"Oh my god Peter, you are not Spider-Man, and I can't believe you are using the fact that you were stabbed to lie again," Flash puts his head in his hands. 

Once I'm all wrapped up again, I say, "You want proof?" and I jump up onto the ceiling. I crawl around for a little bit and flip down. "Was that enough?" 

The class seems frozen, I burst into a fit of laughter along with Ned.

"By the way, Flash, I was actually lying about my internship with Stark. I'm not his personal intern, I'm practically his son!" I with that I burst into another fit of laughter. It hurts where my wound is, but I can't stop.

And that's how the world learned that Spider-Man was a 16-year-old teenager from Queens.