Peter Parker was walking to his apartment on his college campus. Peter was now a college senior. He felt his spider sense go off and he ran in the direction. He would find himself down a fairly busy street. Peter saw a man getting attacked by a person with a knife. The victim had the attacker's arms. He reached behind him to get his mask out of his bag, but he couldn't. He realized he dropped his bag at the campus and didn't have his mask with him. He didn't let that get in the way of being friendly neighborhood Spider-Man since everyone already knew. "Not on my watch." He said. Peter pointed his wrists at the attacker and shot his web from his web shooters. The attacker dropped his knife. Peter ran to the attacker and webbed his feet to the ground. He grabbed the victim and pulled him away from the attacker. "Call the police." Peter said to him. He then gave a whistle, getting a few citizens' attention. "Is there an officer in the area?!" He called.
"Yes, there's one on their way." Someone said. An officer came running. "We got it from here, Peter." He said.
"Thanks." Peter said. "Still gonna take some time getting used to everyone calling me 'Peter' and not 'Spider-Man' or 'Spidey' or whatever." Peter laughed.
"Thanks, Spidey." The victim said.
"Are you okay?" Peter asked him.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Thank you."
"Do you need a doctor?" Peter knew he had to make sure he was okay. The victim smiled. "No, I'm really okay. Thank you."
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SpiderWitch
FanfictionAfter the events of MY Avengers Endgame What if Book, Spider-Man has begun to feel more comfortable with his identity revealed as Peter Parker. During his senior year of College, he starts to catch feelings for Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch. Whi...
