Spiderman oneshots

30- Call me Stephen

When the Scarlet Witch came to him for help, he'd already given up being the hero. Can you blame him for wanting- no, needing his life back. He needed May, he needed MJ and Ned and god, he needed mr. Stark back. 

So when the scarlet witch promised him all that, and all he had to do was capture one single girl, how could he say no? No one knew who he was anyway, and when he got out of this godforsaken universe, he could have everything he wanted again. He could turn his shit fucked life around, he could love again and he could be loved again. Oh how he desired to be held again. 

So yeah, fuck that girl and her stupid powers keeping it all for herself. He would get his life back, whatever it takes.

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"Climbs walls, shoot webs.."

"Yeah bingo."

"Out of his butt!?"

Before Stephen and Wong could answer, glass shattered around them and Spiderman landed in the cafe, crouching as he tilted his head up.

"No." He said shortly, referring to America's question. "Is this him? Doesn't seem so friendly." America cocked her head toward Stephen, who shared a look with Wong before focusing on the vigilante again.

"Probably because I'm not." Spiderman responded coolly, before shooting webs at both Strange's and Wong's hands in a matter of milliseconds before standing upright. Stephen and Wong immediately began yanking on the webs, which only made them stickier. America stood up quickly, chair falling on the ground from the sudden movement. 

She looked at Stephen's and Wong's tied hands and then back to Spiderman, who slowly approaching, flexing his wrists. "Sorry about this, Strange. I'll take the girl and after this you'll never see me again." America's eyes narrowed and she looked at Stephen, who nodded and mouthed 'run'.

Before she could even take a step, spiderman shot out a hand and just like that she was trapped in a web. "Come after me and I won't hesitate to hurt you." He hissed at the two sorcerers. He scooped America's webbed body up, who was screaming by now, and swung away.

"Since when is he some sort of lunatic? Didn't he help fight against Thanos and shit?" Wong grumbled. Stephen shook his head, thinking of everything he knew about the vigilante, but nothing came up. Wong called the cafe owner, who helped cut them free.

"We have to go after them. I- I think Wanda's behind this." Stephen mumbled, still lost in thought. "What? The Scarlet Witch? Strange, I don't think we can-" Wong began, but Stephen cut him of sharply.

"Maybe we can't, but she's planning something. Her and Spiderman. We have to stop them. Summon the sorcerers in Kamar-Taj."

"No. We'll do this alone. I won't let our sorcerers get killed."

Strange's eyes narrowed, but he nodded. And then he was gone, stepping through a portal which closed behind him quickly.

Wong sighed dramatically.

"I'm way too old for this shit."

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Peter's clad feet landed in soft grass. He was surrounded by beautiful apple blossoms and in the distance he could make out a small cottage. Before he could start moving, he almost dropped the girl slung over his shoulder from shock when Wanda appeared from out of nowhere. 

"Spiderman, you have the girl?" Her gaze flicked greedily toward the girl he was holding. He dropped America carefully. "Yes. Strange and his sorcerers are probably coming though, we should hurry." Peter explained and Wanda smiled at him as she walked towards him.