A New Place

The Person

The fire was interesting, mainly because I can't think of any reason as to why Tony would need a heat gun other than just to say he has one. But I'll never know for sure. I don't think anyone other than Tony will. I'm back in the overly large navy blue room I sleep in and do most of my homework and currently tinkering. 

"Hey, I know you're in here" I begin, my spider-sense at it again.

"Yea, I know you know, I was just bored and wanted to talk to someone my age. Plus I couldn't find Bucky or Steve or Natasha. Is that you're Spider-suit? Cool!" She stated, the large tiger-person known as Gamma even though she's the only person who calls herself that. I can't believe that I was her fourth choice, but I guess there are reasons behind it.

"Okay, please don't go all crazy again, that was not fun for me,"

"It's not fun for me either, half of me wanted to kill you while the other half wanted to keep you safe," She told me. It was very interesting as to how she can think like that. Then she suddenly twitches, her human arm and the only part of her that looks normal (human I mean) While the rest of her is animalistc.

"Let me insert a picture to you can see what I look like," I don't know what she's talking about, it's odd that she thinks there are people reading about me in a fanfiction, this is real life I don't understand why she would think otherwise. It must have something to do with the explosion. I don't think that she can comprehend everything that's happened.

"Okay so the picture will have to take time the art app isn't loading so that will have to come later," She's looking right at a wall, I don't get it. I feel bad for her, this must be a big change for her, from being human and next second you're mostly animal. No wounder she's nuts.

" I'M NOT NUTS I'M JUST AWARE OF THE FOURTH WALL I'M LEAVING" And with that she walked out, I wish I knew how she does it, how she copes with what's happened to her. I decide to finish my home work because even though I'm not going to school I still have to do this for fifteen more days, that's how much is left in my school year. 

I've been done for about an hour now and and with my boredom I walk over to the training room. It's a large arena with multiple places to hide and perch on. There are multiple weights for lifting and dummies for practicing punches and stuff. The walls are a pale gray so that when there's blood the cleaners know where to wash things. I don't know what to do because no one's in here, but yet again my spider-sense in going crazy.

"Gamma, I know you're there," I sigh.

"Wrong..." A deep gravely voice comes from behind me. I imediantly jump onto the nearest perch. It's the guy from the last attack.

"How did you get in here!?" I yell, shooting webs at his masked face. "TOOOOOONNNNNYYYY"

"He can't help you, not now, not ever!" He yelled as he reached into his black coat. Throwing stars? Easy. He begins throughing them at me when I realize that they are tracer stars! I'm so screwed right now. I jump, leap, swing, and climb but they keep following me. I get hit be some of them, the sharp projectile dig into my skin, they hurt so badly and I'm begging to bleed. Everything's spinning even though I haven't lost much blood. I fall to the ground, sick with verdigo, the rest of the stars hit me when I hear something amazing.

"WHAAAAAAA!" The guy screams out,

"That'll teach you to mess with my kid!" Tony barked, knocking him over and putting handcuff on him as the room goes black, I fight it but it quickly gets the upper hand, and I black out.

"I don't know what's going to happen, I don't want to know if it's bad. Please just help him,"

"Tony, you're distraught, calm down he's been improving and I think that he'll pull through,"

"Yea Tony. Peter's a strong kid and he'll fight, just trust him,"

"What.... happened?" I asked. The fuzzy picture in front of me becoming clearer.

"Peter!" Tony embraced as he ran over and hugged me. I don't know why he's so worried but he probably has reason. "You've been in a coma for a week and I was getting worried,"

"What happened?" I replied, me head turning into one big ball f pain.

"Those stars were laced with something, I don't know what it is but thankfully it wasn't enough to kill you," He was still hugging me, I'm not going to lie it's nice, and after learning that I could have died it was amazing.

"Did you catch the person?"

"yes and no, you see the handcuffs had only worked for a small amount of time because they got out of them and they ran,"

"So you still don't know who the person is?"

Author's  note:

I want some help, I might put something into my story that one of you suggest, this will not be a normal occurrence and what you put may or may not be used, but I want to see what some of you think Peter or one of the characters should do (no smut or anything inappropriate) because honestly I've had a little writer's block and I want to get over it. So please comment what you think should happen in the story but I might not choose you so don't be discouraged because you weren't in here.

- Pinkie