Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 13 - Intruder

Warning: for attempted physical/sexual assault and aggressive fighting.

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I quickly gathered up the leftover food, setting an assortment of a little bit of chicken, veggies, and noodles as I put a plate of it in the microwave. As the food warmed up, I ran around the apartment, picking up spare trash, clothes, and other things to make the apartment look as close to clean as I could manage with the many few moving boxes still littered around the floor.

Once that was done, I quickly checked myself in the mirror, fixing my hair. I wondered if I should change out of my dance clothes into something more comfy, but the beeping of the microwave threw me for a loop so I grabbed a sweater and slipped it on as I slid across the floor into the kitchen. The food was ready, heated up nice and hot. Shoot, maybe I should have asked if he likes Chinese food?

I didn't want to keep him waiting, especially since he initiated the meeting in the first place.

"Okay, you can come over now! o/" - Lisa

Was the wave emoji too much? I face palmed as I realized how cringe I was acting. Why did I add that? I thought it was cute, but now I just feel stupid.

I leaned against the counter, waiting for Miguel's response, but it never came. A storm began to brew outside as the sky turned dark, the pitter patter of rain splatting against the windows. I felt that it represented my emotions to this situation fairly well. The wave emoji was absolutely too much. I scared him off, didn't I?

A bright light startled me as another portal opened up in my living room and I watched as Miguel stepped through it, his mask dematerialized to show his face. The portal closed as he looked around the apartment before spotting me, offering me a polite nod. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me,"

"Oh, no problem at all, Miguel," I smiled softly at him as I motioned my hand towards the couch. "Make yourself comfortable,"

He glanced back at the couch before nodding towards me again, "Thank you," he walked around, his long legs making big strides with each step before he sat down. He had to be over 6 feet tall at least.

"Need anything to drink?" I offered as I took a peek in the fridge to stop myself from staring at his back.

"Water would be great," He replied.

I grabbed two water bottles from the fridge before taking Miguel's plate of food in the other and calmly made my way over towards the couch. If this was an emergency, Miguel would be more upset, frantic even. He appeared calm and collective as he accepted the plate I handed to him and set his water bottle on the coffee table, causing a pulse of relief to wash over me.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked him as I sat on the opposite end of the couch to give him space.

I watched as he took a bite out of his food, gulping it down before speaking. "We have reason to believe that Oscorp might try to go after you again,"

"Oscorp? You mean those guards that kidnapped me?" My eyes widened at the realization.

"Peter and I realized that they were experimenting with radioactive spiders, trying to recreate the venom that gives Spider-Man, well, their powers. Since you got bitten, they can't use the spider anymore," Miguel shook his head before he cast a hard stare. "Meaning, they'll try to use you instead,"

"You mean take my powers away?" I gasped, my grip on my water bottle tightening as the plastic crinkled under my grip. "But when they tried to do it the first time, they said the process would kill me. . ."

"All the more reason I'm here," Miguel stated firmly. "I don't know when they intend to strike. I have a plan, which is why I asked you to meet with me,"