Patrol was always fun for Peter. The adrenaline rush as he swung with his webs from building to building was exhilarating; he felt free as he cut through the wind with every movement he made. The saving people part was just a bonus. This is why Peter couldn't wait every day to put on his mask and go out as his alter-ego at night.
Tonight, however, Peter was on edge. The whole time he'd been out as Spider-Man, his spidey senses wouldn't stop going off. He brushed it off and ignored it and later on Peter would come to regret that decision.
"Karen," He spoke to his AI. "Is there anything going on around here?"
"There seems to be a man attempting to mug a woman a few streets down. Would you like directions to them?" Peter replied with a 'yes' and the route popped up in his vision. He followed it and came to an older looking guy towering over and backing a young woman into an alleyway.
Peter cleared his throat. "Hey, so, why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
"Stay out of this Spider-Man. This involves me and her," He spat and turned back to the woman. Before the guy could do anything, Peter shot a web at him. Peter realised his mistake once he shot the web because the man turned around wielding a handgun. He aimed it at Peter.
"Woah, Woah, hey! We don't need to shoot anybody here!" Peter rushed but the man turned it on the woman.
"Leave or I'll shoot her," He yelled, definitely drunk. "You have to the count of three. One, Two, Three-"
He pulled the trigger.
It felt as if time slowed down as Peter ran to push the woman out of the way.
His body collided with hers and she dodged the bullet.
Peter wasn't so lucky on the other hand.
The bullet had directly hit Peter in the shoulder.
Peter cried out in pain and the man, in his drunken state, realised what he had done and fled.
Peter turned to the woman as she helped him sit against a brick wall. "You can leave. I'm fine. I'll call someone."
"Are you sure? You don't want me to call an ambulance?" She frantically spoke. You could tell she was shaking.
Peter gasped and clutched his shoulder. "I'll be okay. You need to get out of here."
The woman nodded and ran.
"Karen, call dad," He cried. 'Calling Tony Stark' her voice replied but Peter didn't notice. He was trying to stay awake but his eyelids felt too heavy and his body was numb
"Dad, I've been shot," Peter managed gasped and proceeded to pass out from the pain.
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Peter woke up a day later to Tony clutching his hand, fast asleep beside him in the medical ward of the Avengers Tower. He chuckled and ruffled his father's hair which seemed to wake him up. Tony looked up at Peter and crashed into him, hugging his son tightly.
"Don't ever do that to me again!"
Hope you guys enjoyed! -J
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Spiderson Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Spiderson oneshots to hopefully fulfil your fantasies. Will Include: ~Spiderson with Irondad (obviously) ~Aunt May ~All the Avengers ~Shuri ~Ned ("Ted!" "It's Ned") ~MJ ~Maybe Spideypool or Spideychelle ~Etc. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- ~Sta...
