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The tone in which he spoke, made tears swell up in Bruce's eyes. As much as he hated the idea, he knew that the boy wasn't going to listen to him. But he was in a bad shape with blood scattered around his face and his nose looked broken... But then again, he wasn't going to listen... In the end, he went with the boy's decision. And he hated himself for it.
"O-ok Peter, but keep the watch with you and I promise you Pete.. I will come get you out of there.... But you have to promise me something Pete-" His voice was starting to break with emotions "-that you will stay safe... Please Peter stay safe for me, please" He was begging Peter at this point.
"Yes Dr. Banner Sir... I promise you... Just will you do something for me? " He asked, being on the edge himself
"Yes dear"
"If anything happens- please tell them that I don't blame them... Please... " He said, his voice wavering.
"Oh Peter, yes... Dear... I will tell them- but you will be there to tell them this yourself... I won't let u go Pete, Never" At this point, both had tears on their faces.
"Ok Dr. Banner, Bye" He said, his voice small.
"Bye Peter" He softly replied before Peter ended the call. He broke down after the call ended. He knew what he had to do. He needed to keep the NYC people safe, it was his duty, even if it came down to his life- he would give it away. For them, for the innocent. And with this thought in mind, he activated the Barn door protocol.
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Peter kept staring at the window, as the bright skyline of NewYork was taken over by the strong Vibranium doors. He had transferred the rights to access the AC ducts to Bruce for the Antidote purposes. Or they were just going to use the broken window to come in, after he uplifted the protocol. He had also wore the watch the second he activated the protocol.
But now seeing the doors close off of the main Avengers level, did the reality actually set in him. He had knowingly and willingly signed his potential death warrant. Regret and sorrow made its way into his heart when he thought about his family and friends. He knew that the Avengers would blame themselves and would probably drown in guilt. He thought about Ned and MJ. He hadn't been able to even bid them a goodbye. Suddenly an idea sparked in his mind.
He pulled on the webcam of the computer and started the recording.
“Hey Everyone,-” He winced at the roughness of his voice “- I- I just wanted to tell you that it's fine, that- that whatever happened wasn't your fault.. I… I would never blame you. I hope that I would be able to..-” He bit back a sob “- I would be able to tell you in person, but, by the looks of it, I won't make it… just- just don't blame yourself… and tell Ned and MJ a bye from me… and tell her that.. That I love her, always have and I-” He was getting more breathless now, with tears falling freely from his face, he grabbed his eyes with both his palms to stop himself from sobbing. He took a deep breath and said: “- I love you guys… Alw-” Just then he heard someone pounding on the glass door. It was Bucky.
Suddenly the sense of security he had felt in the lab vanished. The wall was made out of a bulletproof glass, but alas, it wasn't strong enough in front of the soldier. The glass started to crack under the pressure. He quickly started to look around for an escape route and saw the vent. He knew the vents quite well, considering he was the prank partner of Clint… .. Maybe he could escape from there… .
Mind set, he opened the vent and climbed up into it, ignoring the throbbing pain in his shoulder and his dysfunctional wrist and fingers. After getting the entirety of his body in, he gave himself some time to relax… after all, he knew that bucky did not fit in the vents. After gaining control on his breath again, he started to move in the direction he thought led to the staircase.
On the way there, he was met with a T crossing. Just as he was about to take the needed left, a shadow emerged on the curve far in the left side. It was Clint. With a knife. And without a single thought, Peter turned right and started to wiggle/ run in the opposite direction of Clint. Adrenaline was rushing in his body, just then, he felt his spidey sense flare up even more, so he ducked and a knife scratched him on the back. This surely slowed him down.
Peter turned around and saw Clint, only a few feet away from him. He raised his functioning arm which held the only web shooter he had, and shot almost furiously at him. He picked up the bloody knife, turned around, and ran around till he found a vent opening. He almost cried out in joy as he opened it, slowly descended to the floor below, closed the vent and webbed the entrance.
He started to look around, trying to pinpoint where he had landed. When he came across Thor. And Tony. Him and Tony stared at each other for a minute or two. Peter being able to even feel the trickle of sweat which was running down his ear. When like a big jolt, everything came to life.
Tony turned to face him fully as he went for the door. He quickly assembled his mini watch gauntlet and aimed the repulsor at Peter. His Spidey sense didn't warn him in time, it never worked for his family, so the blast and the shearing pain in his leg came as a surprise to him.
First he felt a blow on his leg, throwing him off the ground. Then the searing pain, it felt as though his leg was on fire, sizzling and blistering like there was no tomorrow. Fear engulfed him at the idea that his leg might have been blown off, he was fearing the worst of the worst as the pain was blinding all of his senses now. He raised his head and looked down. There was blood, and bits of flesh everywhere. But he was able to make out the rough shape of his now disfigured leg. He moaned out a list of words as white dots danced in front of his eyes. He forced himself to get up through the pain when he heard the repulsors charging again.
It all happened within a second, he took the bloody knife which he was carrying in his (now shaky) hands and lunged it at the mini arc of the gauntlet. It hitted the target and blasted into pieces. The arc let out a small blast of energy, which threw Tony towards the closest wall.
Fortunately it knocked Tony unconscious for a few moments. But Unfortunately it also woke the God of thunder.
Peter watched as Thor's eyes opened and he let out a growl. It sounded like he was trying to control himself also while losing control. He was shaking his head trying to get whatever was bothering out of his head. He was shouting and growling. That's when it clicked to Peter. The gas wasn't affecting him like it did to others. He was a God after all, he would have seen and endured far worse in his life. Like come on! He had centuries worth of experience under his belt! But the gas was affecting him in some manner, as in efforts to get rid of it, he radiated and jolted bolts of thunder off of him. And sadly one of them hit Peter on his already blasted leg.
(A/N)
Hi everyone! I know that I havn't updated this book in a month, I am so sorry! The thing is, that my wattpad hasn't been working well so I have only been able to update on AO3. I tried opening my wattpad on the computer, and it worked! so here I am with the forth chapter.
I hope that you like this chapter, And if you need to read more of the chapters quicker, You can find this story on my AO3 page.
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All the work is original.
Words: 1460
Date of writing: 24th May 2024
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