Flourish (Peter Parker x Reader)

16

Narrator

"Anger isn't a bad thing."

Steve's early words of advice rang through your ears as Thanos stopped two yards away.

"In certain times, it can really aid us. It can protect us or keep us going when we usually wouldn't be able to."

You pulled the gauntlet tight to your chest as the mutant held out his hand patiently. His partner stood back a bit, watching your glare and waiting to see what decision you would make. Your fingers vibrated as they traced over the stones, thoughts racing with different desperate ideas. You could barely hear the sound of the fighting around you as the pounding of gravity taking the deceased matched your heart beat perfectly.

"Give it to me." He spoke again in the same falsely trustful tone of voice.

Maybe if you hand him the glove, his fingers would graze yours and he would simply collapse. Maybe you could end it all here and now. Maybe that was too easy.

You looked at the dirt as if thinking more before jumping the gun lunging right at him. His sword twirled in front of him elegantly as he took a step back, pressing the blade against your throat swiftly and keeping you in place.

You sucked in a gasp and pointed your chin upward to keep the sharpness away.

"The Outriders are good fighters." He spoke and looked down at the one he most likely watched you kill. "They do as told. No questions, no concerns. But they're unintelligent. They could watch their own die at the simple touch of your skin and mirror their exact attempts."

You whimpered lightly as he pressed the large blade a bit harder, piercing your skin.

"Not me." He warned. "Give me the stones." You quivered as your fingers explored the stones again. You could feel the difference of the mind stone as if it were calling out to your blood but weren't sure if you were making the right decision. Was there any other option?

"Why?" You stalled as your bloody and raw fingertips began gently prying at the stone. "So you can pretend you're a god?"

"So I can cleanse this world." He spoke a bit louder and took a step closer.

"I remember when I was a bratty little girl, too." You snickered to hide your chattering teeth. "You think you have the right to choose life or death for other people. You feel like you were chosen to carry this out and that you're special. You're not." You seethed as a bead of sweat cascaded down your temple. "You're just like the rest of us."

"Your people are selfish, empty, and needy. I'm going to change it all and give the new world to people that are grateful!" He moved the blade from your throat and wound it back, aiming for a beheading.

The stone popped off into your hand and you clamped onto it quickly, feeling a bone hardening, blood curdling frenzy pool from your pores. It felt like you were holding onto an electric fence as your body ducked under his swing and rolled through his legs without thought.

Instead of running away, you whipped around with quarter sized pupils and motioned for your weapon. It tore into pieces from wherever you left it and assembled together in your palm just like your suit. The weapon built around the stone and held it hidden in place, granting you all of the ferocity you needed without his knowing.

Thanos was quick to run at you, dodging his partner's boulders as he began hurling them again. Your blade glided through the air and cut through a sharp plank of wood aimed at your chest.

Thanos leapt over a settled boulder and swung his sword down, barely missing you as you darted to the side. It was hard to maneuver around the different attacks and hold the gauntlet at the same time but you couldn't back out of the fight even if you wanted to. His blade hammered into the ground and he was quick to lift and swing it again.