Peter watched as she flew up to the bright sky blue eyes that contrasted against the tragic and chaotic wasteland that was New York
Her e/c gleamed against the sunlight peeking through the cloudy sky.
Her h/c ruffled with the winds that whipped it.
Her beautiful face now scarred with cuts and bruises.
But still looking like a goddess she is.
Y/N's white angel wings where dipped in gold and silver as she stayed at the same spot in the sky as civilians watched in amazement.
The alien from the 7 worlds glared at her as she pulled out her black silver spear.
Her casual clothes is being replaced with a spectacular black and silver armor.
A helmet shone above her wild h/c locks.
"You will leave, or face hel herself." She boomed, her strong voice echoed across the barren ashes of New York.
"Looks like you will be seeing Hel soon anyway." He smirked as she glared daggers at him.
Peter couldn't move,
He couldn't do anything as she charged forward.
His heart told him to fight with her, but she clearly stated that it was her battle.
And she would rip off his arm for being 'sexist'.
Instead, he grabbed the crying little irk and ushered her to safety.
"T-Thank you!" The mother blubbered at the safe house.
"Just my job, Ma'am." Peter politely replied.
His eyes scanned over the depressed crowd that was huddled in blankets and whispered in hushed voices.
Peter walked out into the damaged city and slung across the barely holding up structure that was once a skyscraper.
He scooped up endless crying citizens as his mind grew numb with worry.
The citizens started to grow angry and frustrated as another 3 hours past and the sunset touched the horizon.
Peter scanned the dim lit chaotic streets for more citizens.
But all he spotted as the shining metal armor of Y/N.
"Y/N!" He yelled.
"He's not backing off." She muttered as he pulled her up.
Her face was now dusty with gravel and chalky. Her eyes was lost and her hair was covered in the white pieces of pavements.
"Listen to me, Peter," She said, pulling him to her, her eyes pleading. "Take the citizens away and wait for the Avengers to arrive.
"What about you?" He asked, staring at her now crying face.
"I'm going to stay here and keep in busy."
She glanced down the destroyed alleyway, then shoving him away.
"Go!"
"Will you be fine?"
"Yes! Now leave!" She shoved him out of view and pulled out her sword.
Then, with one flap of her glorious wings, she flew away.
Peter rounded up all the citizens supplies, which took a good 3 hours, and driving them to safety.
When he got back, all the fighting decreased.
All was left was depressed Avengers.
"What happened?" Peter asked, scanning he crowd for Y/N.
He spotted her head lying down on the pavement.
The dead body of the alien was pierced through a metal rod.
He ran through the sorry looking people.
"I'm sorry, kid" Tony said.
"Peter..." Steve started.
Peter felt his heart dropped to his toes. His hopes shattered.
His chalky hands cupped her head and pulled her into his chest.
Her eyes shot up.
Peter grinned like a idiot and was about to kiss her but she looked confused.
"Y/N! You scared us!" Natasha said, smiling.
The avengers laughed as she slowly got up.
"Who's Y/N?" She asked.
A silence settled over the crowd,
Along with the dread of every member.
This is even worse than death, Peter thought in horror, She forgot.
Every moment they had together was now gone like New York City.
Gone.
Hey guys, I really want to do some bat family one shots.
But I really don't know what they are like.
I would really appreciate it if you guys would comment by their names about their personality and stuff.
Jason Todd
Dick Grayson
Damien Black
Tim Drake
Thank you guys so much!
And don't be afraid to request anyone, I'm tried of doing to same person over and over.
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