Peter Parker Imagines

Fire

I wasn't scared.

I wasn't panicking.

The smoke was filling the room and forcing itself down my throat.

I hurried to try and get out, the door wouldn't budge.

Not much was going through my mind and my body moved on pure instinct, the instinct of survival.

I pushed against it but nothing worked.

The rusty fire escape, I climbed down it.

The height meant nothing to me.

I could feel my heart pounding but I wasn't scared.

Adrenaline.

I was close to the ground by now just a few more floors but the window on the bottom floor burst.

Heat and flames and smoke poured out, all desperate for oxygen.

What now?

It was melting the railing.

I had to jump or run now.

As I made a run for it, the flames licked my arms. Pain erupted from my limbs.

I stumbled but caught myself and kept going down.

Down until there was nowhere else for me to go down.

I was trapped

The flames threatening above me and the heat taking a toll on my body.

There was nowhere to go.

A window burst beside me from the inferno getting shards of glass all over me.

What an awful way to go...

The window had opened up a passage...

However it looked bleak.

Well I didn't have a better choice so I jumped inside... tired and sore...

The smoke was way too intense in here

Bad choice

All around me were children's things and that was when the ringing in my ears ceased

A baby

There was a baby crying

I ran around coughing trying to find it

All alone surrounded by bars

It was screaming and screaming

I held it in my arms, the soft pudge of skin...

I didn't know where the parents were but maybe I could save this baby, if not myself.

I ran out of the little apartment going down the main stairs

But my muscles, my lungs they needed air

I was beginning to slow down

I fell against a wall trying to shield the baby from the smoke

Is this as far as I could get?

Another window broke and I shut my eyes covering the baby with my body.

Glass pierced my skin but then...

Someone, someone was here

I couldn't hear them but they were trying to pick me up

"No, no the baby..." I pleaded

I couldn't see the face either but it was covered by a mask

The person took the baby and within seconds had disappeared.

I was so out of it I must have dreamt up an angel

I coughed again

My lungs felt like they were disintegrating as if by poison

I finally blacked out.

~~~~~~~~~

Thump

Thump thump

Thump

Thump thump

"Hurry! We're loosing her!"

Someone was pushing against my chest incessantly.

Stop it... It hurts...

All of the sudden my eyes open wide and I cough more than I ever have before

My throat is raw

But the oxygen I'm fighting to inhale isn't enough

As if someone heard me an oxygen mask goes around my mouth and nose

I can breathe

My eyes finally see where I am

People are all around me watching me with concerned eyes

Someone saved me?

I looked up at the sky darkened with smoke

Someone just flew by

Someone in red

People began to cheer

After such a fire? Cheer...

"Spiderman!"

Spiderman?

My brain then remember the masked figure that took a small crying baby from my arms

Spiderman...

I hope one day I can thank you...