we'll be back - superfamily

chapter three

The city was chaotic. There was dust and debris flying everywhere, people screaming and crying out for their loved ones. Steve held Peter tight, attempting to shield him from all the madness. Peter stained his Pop's shirt with tears, grabbing onto him for dear life.

Tony was a very wealthy man, and had invested in an underground bunker when Peter was born just to be safe. The family quickly returned home, and made their way into the bunker.

Peter had not let go of Steve, and wasn't planning on it anytime soon. "It's okay, Pete. We're safe down here," they would say, over and over. But that did not help him.

Tony found and old radio and tuned into the news. "New York City is under attack! Please take shelter, the war has begun." The bunker shook, as more bombs were dropped. The ten year old couldn't handle this. "MAKE IT STOP!" he cried. "MAKE IT STOP!"

The family huddled together in one corner, holding onto each other. Tony and Steve tried their best to comfort Peter, but he was in hysterics. "Peter, please. Daddy is right here it's okay." Finally, the exhaustion caught up with them, and they all fell asleep.

Little Peter had a nightmare of his dads dying in a huge explosion right in front of him. He woke up, gasping for air, tears streaming down his cheek. He was relieved when he saw them lying there asleep.

When they woke up Tony turned on the radio. "Please enlist in the military today! We need your help!"

"Do you think it's safe? To go outside?" Tony put his ear up to the door of the bunker. "It sounds quiet...I'm gonna check, you hold onto Peter." Tony slowly opened the door, peaking his head out.

It was a ghost town.