His Protective Dad (Starker FF) Completed ✓

A New Threat Looms

The warm glow of the Stark Tower was a welcome sight for Peter as he entered, holding one of the twins in his arms, with MJ close behind him. The battle was over—for now—but the tension in Peter’s chest hadn’t lifted. His thoughts raced, every moment spent in the warehouse haunted by the fear of losing his family. The Vulture was still out there, and this wasn’t the end. It couldn’t be.

Inside the Tower, the Avengers had already begun securing the premises. Sam and Natasha were standing guard near the main entrance, while Steve and Tony led the others toward the medical bay, ensuring that everyone was checked for injuries. The twins were being monitored, their tiny bodies held safely by a team of medical professionals who had been ready for any emergency. But Peter could hardly focus on the relief. His mind was still on the Vulture’s words, his threats lingering in the back of his mind.

"Pete," Tony called out from across the room, his face tight with worry. "Are you okay?"

Peter didn’t answer right away. Instead, he glanced at MJ, his heart aching with the weight of everything that had happened. The twins were safe, but for how long?

"I’m fine, Dad," Peter replied, his voice strained. "But I don’t think this is over. The Vulture—he’s not done."

Tony’s brows furrowed as he approached, his gaze intense. "We’ll take care of it, Pete. But you’ve got to stay safe. You’ve got a family to protect now."

Peter clenched his jaw. He knew Tony was right. But how could he sit back and let someone like the Vulture terrorize his family?

"You’re not listening," Peter said, his voice sharp. "The Vulture will come for us again. He’s already proven that. This isn’t just about revenge anymore. It’s about breaking me, about taking everything I love." He looked down at the twin in his arms, the little face peaceful despite the chaos. "He won’t stop until we’re all gone."

Natasha and Sam entered the room just then, their faces grim. "We’ve got eyes on the perimeter, but we can’t keep up with the Vulture for long. He’s got resources. If he’s planning something bigger, we need to move fast," Sam said, glancing at Peter.

Peter nodded, but a flicker of doubt crossed his face. The Vulture wasn’t just some random criminal. He was smart, ruthless—and now he knew about Peter’s family. There was no telling how far he was willing to go to destroy everything Peter had worked so hard to build.

"We need to find out where he’s hiding," Natasha said, her voice firm. "If we don’t get ahead of this, we’re going to be playing catch-up, and that’s not a game we can win."

Peter stood straighter, his eyes narrowing with determination. "You’re right. Let’s move fast. We can’t wait for him to strike again."

Tony stepped forward, placing a hand on Peter’s shoulder. "Pete, listen to me. You’ve got a family now. You can’t do this alone. We’ll all be here, okay? We’ll fight this together."

Peter nodded, but the weight of his responsibility pressed heavier on him than ever before. He wasn’t just fighting for himself anymore—he was fighting for MJ, for the twins, for his entire future. And no matter what, he wasn’t going to let the Vulture destroy it.

Suddenly, Peter’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, his eyes scanning the screen before his heart skipped a beat.

"Guys," Peter said urgently. "I just got a message from the Vulture."

The others crowded around as Peter opened the text.

"You think you’ve won, Parker? This is just the beginning. Get ready for what’s coming next."