The chaos of the fight echoed throughout the warehouse as the Avengers continued battling the Vulture’s men outside. Inside, Peter stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he saw MJ and the twins in the hands of the Vulture’s goons. Every instinct screamed at him to act, but he knew he had to tread carefully. One wrong move could endanger his family.
The Vulture smirked, taking advantage of Peter’s hesitation. “You thought you could outsmart me, Parker? This is my game now.” He gestured to his men. “Take them away.”
“No!” Peter shouted, his voice trembling with desperation.
He lunged forward, but the Vulture was ready. With a powerful swing of his wings, he knocked Peter back, sending him crashing into a pile of crates.
MJ struggled against her captor, her voice firm despite her fear. “Peter, don’t let him win! We believe in you!”
Her words fueled Peter’s resolve. He shook off the pain, his eyes locking onto the Vulture. He wasn’t going to let this happen. Not again.
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Outside, the Avengers were making progress. Natasha and Steve fought back-to-back, taking down one enemy after another. Tony and Sam provided cover from above, their precision strikes keeping the goons from overwhelming the team.
“Tony,” Steve called out, deflecting a blow with his shield. “How’s Peter holding up?”
Tony’s face was grim as he scanned the warehouse with his suit’s sensors. “He’s holding his own, but he’s surrounded. We need to get in there now.”
Steve nodded. “Let’s finish this.”
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Inside, Peter stood, his body tense and ready. “You want me, Vulture? Fine. Let them go, and I’ll do whatever you want.”
The Vulture chuckled darkly. “You really think I’m going to let them walk away? No, Parker. This is about making you suffer. And nothing hurts more than watching the people you love fall apart.”
Peter’s fists clenched, his anger bubbling to the surface. “You’re wrong. What hurts more is what I’m about to do to you.”
With a sudden burst of speed, Peter launched himself at the Vulture, his movements fueled by adrenaline and desperation. The two clashed again, their fight even more ferocious than before. Peter’s punches landed with precision, his strength knocking the Vulture off balance.
But the Vulture wasn’t alone. One of his men stepped forward, holding MJ tighter while pointing a weapon at Peter.
“Stop, or she gets hurt,” the goon barked.
Peter froze, his eyes darting between MJ and the twins. His chest heaved with effort, but he didn’t move.
The Vulture sneered. “See, Parker? No matter how strong you are, you’ll always have a weakness. And I’ll always exploit it.”
Peter’s mind raced, searching for a way out. Suddenly, a voice came through his earpiece.
“Peter, stall him,” Tony’s voice said firmly. “We’re almost there.”
Peter nodded subtly, his eyes never leaving the Vulture. “You think this makes you powerful?” he said, his voice steady despite the rage simmering beneath. “Hiding behind goons and threatening innocent people? You’re just a coward.”
The Vulture growled, his wings flaring. “Say that again, Parker. I dare you.”
Peter took a deep breath, stalling for time. “You heard me. You’re nothing without your weapons and your gang. And deep down, you know it.”
Before the Vulture could react, the sound of repulsors filled the air. The warehouse door burst open, and Tony flew in, his suit’s weapons aimed at the goons. Behind him, Steve and Natasha entered, quickly taking down the remaining men.
“Party’s over, birdbrain,” Tony said, his voice filled with satisfaction.
The distraction was all Peter needed. He shot a web at the goon holding MJ, pulling him away and freeing her. MJ wasted no time, grabbing the twins and rushing toward Natasha, who shielded them.
“Got them!” Natasha called out.
Peter turned his attention back to the Vulture, his body tense with fury. “It’s just you and me now.”
The Vulture roared in frustration, charging at Peter. But this time, Peter was ready. He dodged the attack with ease, using his webs to pin the Vulture’s wings to the ground. With a final, powerful punch, he knocked the Vulture unconscious.
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The warehouse was silent, the fight finally over. Peter rushed to MJ, his heart aching as he saw her holding the twins close.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice trembling.
MJ nodded, tears streaming down her face. “We’re safe. Thanks to you.”
Peter pulled her into a tight embrace, his hands gently cradling the twins. Relief washed over him as he held his family close.
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Tony and Steve walked over, surveying the aftermath. Tony’s face softened as he looked at Peter and his family. “You did good, kid. You kept them safe.”
Peter glanced at Tony, his expression weary but grateful. “I couldn’t have done it without you guys. Thank you for coming.”
Steve placed a reassuring hand on Peter’s shoulder. “That’s what family does, Peter. We’ve got your back.”
Natasha approached with a small smile. “MJ’s a fighter. She handled herself well.”
MJ gave a weak laugh, still holding the twins close. “I had to. These little ones are everything.”
Sam landed next to them, folding his wings. “The authorities are on their way. They’ll take care of the Vulture and his crew.”
Peter let out a shaky breath, looking at the unconscious Vulture. “He went after my family to get back at me. What if it happens again?”
Tony crouched down to meet Peter’s gaze. “Then we’ll be ready. You’re not alone in this, Peter. You’ve got all of us.”
MJ placed a hand on Peter’s cheek, her voice gentle. “We’ll protect our family. Together.”
Peter nodded, drawing strength from their words. “I won’t let this happen again. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you all safe.”
As the Avengers secured the scene, Peter and MJ were taken to a quieter corner to catch their breath. MJ handed Peter one of the twins, and he looked down at the tiny face staring back at him
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His Protective Dad (Starker FF) Completed ✓
FanfictionA story of Peter Parker (Stark) and his sweet, dangerous yet loving dad Tony Stark. A story where a 16 yrs old boy loves his father dearly, who can do to make his son smile. But what happened when his dad found out about him (peter) getting bullied...
