Will Them Into Existence

Revelations and Resolve

Wilbur's body moved with calculated precision, their elevated senses entirely aiding each punch and kick. What they lacked in real training they made up for in experience, and parts of their brain flashed back to grips with Dean during their childhood that taught him how to throw a hit. Around them, the warehouse became a battleground. Shadows danced across the walls and encircled them as he backed against the only light in the building coming from the hole in the wall, his breaths coming in short and fast bursts. With every maneuver, he fought the pressure in his head as the darkness spread to every available corner, their desperation betraying their fear, a terrible trait to display in the situation they found himself in. He bit his tongue, rolling from the wall as a shadow launched itself their way.

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Colby bursted through a shiny door, borrowed suit finally falling off as his knees made contact with the floor. The brunette snapped his head up, meeting the gaze of those gathered in the room. He stuttered, and the taller blonde teenager rushed to his side, pulling him up and checking him over.

"Colby, man, where the hell where you?" Sam said, narrowing his eyes at the suit on the floor and looking opened mouth back at his best friend. "What- what the fu- are you fucking Spiderman?" He said, voice shaking in disbelief.

Colby opened and closed his mouth, and looked at the others in the room. Tony rolled his eyes, eyebrows still creased. Dean and his brother both stood to the left, holding one of Tommy's arms each as tears streamed down the blonde teenagers face. Pepper stood to his right, ear piece in and PR face on. The brunette teen looked back to Sam, and shook his head once, his own tears starting to fall as he furiously wiped them away.

"No. No. I-" His voice cracked, and he closed his eyes angrily, opening them again and looking at the group. "I'm not Spiderman. Wilbur is. And they're in danger."

"What?!" Pepper exclaimed, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Wilbur has been risking their life this whole time, and we had no idea?"

Tony's jaw clenched, his expression a mix of frustration and concern. "Damn it, Wilbur. What kind of danger? Where are they?"

Colby scoffed and pushed away from Sam, picking up the suit from the floor and tossing it to Tony, who caught it with a raised eyebrow. "Of course you knew. A warehouse. With-" He glanced towards Dean, swallowing hard.

Dean squeezed Tommy's shoulder once, stepping forward with eyebrows set. "I figured. Or, I could've. I knew they had...something. Going on." He paused briefly, running a hand through his hair. "Is it...It's the company, isn't it?" He asked, voice already growing dim.

Colby nodded, and then laughed in disbelief. "He fucking pushed me away. Told his damn A.I. to take me here. He fucking-" The brunette teen breathed deeply, tears prickling his eyes again. "He's alone. There. With- with the company."

Tommy sniffed and ran his hands down his wrinkled pink vest, his face set even with drying tear tracks present. "So. Right now, my twin brother is locked in a warehouse, facing something that's tormented them for years. Something that comes from the company that - correct me if I'm wrong - quite literally tortured them." He looked around, and then gently pushed away from Sam, patting his arm as he did.

The group snapped their attention to the shortest blonde, a mixture of surprise and worry on their faces.

"Tommy, what are you doing?" Sam asked, concern filling his voice as he lifted his hand to reach back out the the younger blonde.

Tommy's voice was resolute, and he turned to the larger group as he wiped his face with his sleeve. "I'm going to save Wilbur." He said, gesturing to the suit in Tony's hands. "They think they can save everyone. But they never think about themself. Someone has to save him. I'll be damned if it isn't me."

There was a collective gasp as the team tried to dissuade him. "Tommy, you can't just go in there," Dean pleaded. "You've never done anything like this before. It's too dangerous."

Tommy's eyes locked with Dean's, unwavering. "Then teach me. Show me how to fight, how to protect myself. I can't sit idly by while my brother fights alone."

Dean and his brother made eye contact over Tommy's head, and the. Dean looked to Tony, who tapped Pepper's arm lightly before nodding. "Okay. Okay. I'll- I'll show you." The brunette man turned, looking at the other two teens. "You two also," He turned back to Tony, "But I'm gonna need your help."

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