Spiderkid

Nightmares - Part Sies

(Before we get started...90...k...reads...and number one in multiple tags including Ironman...I'm so confused...I don't know why this thing deserves that...anyways continue...)

(Recap: Tony thinks he's seeing the future and Peter's gonna die. Peter went on the mission anyways and his web is currently racing a gun to save Steve's life.)

Peter's web caught the first Avenger in the back and the wall crawler immediately jerked the super soldier away with all his might. But the ray continued on and Steve yelled in pain as it hit him. Bucky shouted his name in a panic at hearing his cry and the ex-assassin fought vigorously to get to his best friend.

"STEVE!" Bucky yelled and skidded to a stop on his knees by the other super soldier. He lay on the ground unconscious, shield limp at his side. Peter couldn't tell how bad it was from his perch, but it didn't look good.

I was...I was too slow. It was my job to save him and...I was too slow?

"Kid!" Tony shouted over the comms. "What do you think you're–"

"GODAMNIT TONY!" A voice yelled at him that sounded suspiciously like Dr. Strange. "JUST LET HIM HELP."

The billionaire immediately shut up. Peter was so surprised he listened, the arachnid nearly got himself shot.

"Whoa!" The teen shouted and flipped up and over the oncoming bullets. He faced three men with different guns, all pointed at him. "Guys calm down there's enough for everyone."

One of the men spat angrily underneath his mask. "Enough wha–?"

He was cut off by his nose crunching under Peter's fist. The man screamed and fell in a heap. His two buddies backed away from Spider-Man in a sudden nervousness. That's right, jerks. I'm not just a kid. I'm a kid that can and will kick your bad guy butts, Peter thought confidently.

The arachnid crouched, fingertips lightly touching the ground, ready to pounce. The men glanced at each other before promptly charging at him. The didn't make it far seeing as he leapt forward and gracefully kicked them both in the face. Peter imagined a wrestlers bell ringing and coaches cheering as the referee announced K.O!

Clint and Bucky were pulling Steve carefully into the quinjet as the rest of the team worked hard. They were all obviously pissed at what had happened to Steve, none of them knowing if he would be okay.

Peter jumped up and was surprised to find, instead of the wall he had been aiming for, a circle of golden sparks that looked familiar...

He yelled in excitement as he went through the portal and popped out on the other side of the battlefield where Sam had been grounded and needed backup. Dr. Strange was further away and ripped his hand back from summoning him to defend himself.

"That was sort of the coolest thing I've ever done," Peter told Sam enthusiastically as the flight side by side.

"Not the time, kid," Sam grunted and reloaded his pistol expertly.

Peter chuckled and swept the legs out from a woman with an ice grenade in her hand. He webbed it away to a large group of gathering terrorists. "YEET."

Thor landed near him and glanced over skeptically. "That is a strange battle cry, Man of Spiders. Why do you say it?"

"Uh..." Peter stood dumbstruck for a moment. "It, uh, gives even the weakest of warriors strength after long, uh, battles."

Thor nodded grimly. "May I try out your cry of strength?"

"Go for it," Peter flipped him double thumbs up, glad he was wearing a mask so he didn't have to hide his grin.