I stood outside the gymnasium. I saw Scott and the others at the dance. I screwed my face into confusion. I walked inside. Scott must have smelled me because he looked in my direction at me. He smiled. I walked over to him. "What are you guys doing here?" "Well, we missed our homecoming dance so we thought we go to yours." Scott said. "Oh." I said, I was still freaked about Vulture being Liz's dad. "Peter are you okay?" Scott asked. "Ummm not really." I said walking away. I walked to Liz. "Hey what did my dad say?" Liz asked. "Um...look Liz I don't deserve you. I'm so sorry about this. I really am. I have to go. I would love to spend the night dancing with you but I just can't. I have to go...I'm sorry Liz." I said running out of the gymnasium to the lockers. I began to tear off my suit as I ran down the hallway. I stopped at a section of lockers and lifted them up and grabbed my cheap homemade suit. I put the suit on. I ran the building trying to put my web-shooters on when I was punched in the face. The webshooters flew out of my hands as I was knocked to the ground. I looked up to my right to see a man. "What the hell?" "He gave you a choice...you chose wrong." The man said. "My webshooters." I whispered. I ran to them. The guy punched a school bus and sent it flying towards me. I stood up and looked at the incoming bus. I was hit and sent soaring into a bus behind me. I fell to the ground. "You know I wasn't so sure about this thing at first but...damn." the guy said as smacked me. I went flying into a back of a bus. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ugh!" I said as I smacked into each and every one of the seats in the bus. I looked up. "Gross!" I stated as I saw gum creating art underneath a seat. I was suddenly sent tumbling inside the school bus as the bus began to roll over constantly. The bus came to a stop and I crawled out of the bus and hit the ground. I groaned out in pain. I began to crawl away from the guy. "Why did he send you?" "Guess you'll never know." He replied. He lifted his weapon to finish me off. I lifted my arms above my face. I heard an iconic thwip noise. I looked up to see the weapon webbed up. I followed the web to see Ned holding my webshooter. "Nice shot!" I exclaimed as I grabbed the other webshooter. I spun around and webbed the guy to a bus. I grabbed the other webshooter as I spoke to Ned. "The guy in the wings is Liz's dad!" "What?!" "I know! I need to go after him. I need you ti get ahold of Mr. Stark. Call Happy Hogan, he's Mr. Stark's head of security. Oh and I need to get a computer and track my phone. We can't let him leave town!" I screamed as I swung away into the night.
Did I mention that I had to steal Flash's car? It was awesome. Don't worry I'll give his Audi back. I have good ol' Roscoe. No one replaces my child Roscoe. NO ONE!
"Dude where's my phone? Did you call Happy?" I asked over the phone Ned gave me. "Yeah he said something about moving boxes or something and then just hung up on me." "Moving boxes? Oh my god! It's moving day! It's moving day! Ned, he's going to try and rob the plane! I have to get to him now!" I said.
YOU ARE READING
Bitten
FanfictionStiles Stilinski and his friends have just dealt with the Kanima and Deucalion's Alpha pack. He recently fought with himself as the mischievous Nogitsune. Now it's been 5 and half months since the deaths of Aiden and Allison. Deaths in which he caus...