Come home to me

The End is the Beginning

The sunlight trickled through the worn out drapes of a dusty window, this was enough to make the sheets on a creaky bed move and squirmed as the individual hiding under them avoided the light as if afraid of the idea that it was the next day.

"mhhhh too early damn it......" the voice broke the mornings silence, it was a rough and groggy of a sleepy college student who spent the night before studying. "go away sun....." the voice came again but with a more annoyed tone as if angered that the day came right on scheduled. The lump on the bed rolled over and kept rolling until the bundled up figure fell onto the floor with a loud thud causing the frame of the bed to shake as well as the bed stand that had collected dust. "Ow......" the voice was not surprised and the whimper of pain was quite delayed.

A silence passed across the room again and a slight snoring sound filled the air, the lump was now asleep once more and the face of a young man was poking out from the cocoon of blankets he managed to wrap around himself. the young mans name is Peter Parker, today is his birthday.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!!!"

" AHHHHH!!!!!" Peter jolted from his bundled kingdom of blankets and the pillow he dragged onto the floor, staring with the intent to kill at the alarm for a couple of seconds. As the annoying alarm rang across the 200 foot apartment space before the realization hit him. " I'M GONNA BE LATE!" Panicking he rushed into his bathroom changing clothes swiftly and heading to the door of his apartment grabbing his keys and camera while snatching his portfolio of this weeks spider-man photos. He left only to miss the bus.

"Damn it...." Peter cursed under his weak stammered breathing after running down the flight of stairs. He bend his chest over his knees catching is breath "shouldn't I be okay with that much endurance.......Spider skills my ass.....can't even run down two flights of stairs." Standing back up and cracking his back by placing his hands that were holding the portfolio and camera on his lumbar and leaning on the back of his heals. The sound of snapping was refreshing and very relaxing as a heat wave spread from that area to the rest of his body. "mhhhh well....dark creepy ally way it is." Peter turned quickly on his feet, what stood to the direct right of the apartment building Peter lived at was a dark ally way that was a short cut to the Daily Bugle. Taking a couple of steps in Peter realized it would have been faster to have ran around the block and avoiding the ally way entirely.

"Hey Princess!" a voice called from the shadows behind him, the voice was deep and almost toxic sounding. Peter shock slightly as his spider senses shot up his spin so fast it hurt.

"Oh is he scared~?" another voice cooed gently but in front of Peter and slowly dark figures emerged from the shadows. Peter counted under his breath as to not alert his assailants, or trigger any unnecessary actions.

"10....Thats more then I have taken on before...." Peters mind was working to find a solution to the problem that was before him.

"very scared, he has stopped moving Heh~ !" one scoffed and darted toward peter and grabbed the back of his collared shirt making Peter lose the balance he had landing on his back and coughing from the sudden jolt of air escaping his lunges. other members of the gang was swarming Peter.

"Ah! STOP! I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU GUYS!" Peter whaled in pain and desperation pleading for the members to let him go but they didn't stop their assault. Instead of letting up many of them had grins spreading across their faces sending a cold shiver down his back spider sense tingling warning him the danger had just begun.

"Doesn't he sound like a girl, pleading like that~" A man in the crowd stood forward stopping most of the members to stop. His face was gruff and had stubble as facial hair he looked twice Peters age, reaching his burly hand down and grabbing Peters chin and forcing him to look into the older mans bright green eyes and a glint of lust shimmered across the older mans eyes. "why not play with the boy for a bit and kill him after~?" A murmur of approval spread across the group of men and a man with what felt like an iron grip yanked Peter to his feet.

Peters eyes switch from fear to anger and bit hard on the mans arms that were holding him and that man screamed in agony and released his grip from Peter. Ceasing the opportunity Peter made a break for it, running as fast as he could to the end on the ally way. The sound of foot steps behind him got louder and faster.

"Not too fast Princess" A hand reached out to grab him but a piercing cry of agony filled the ally way as a large figure landed behind Peter and the sound of guns firing and swords unsheathing were the only sounds that Peter could pick up from behind him and he just kept running.