A/N) IM SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN UPDATINg sCHOOL IS KICKING MY ASS LMAO but anyways, I'm thinking of starting an imagines book. Whadayah think? Comment or message me yes or no, or whatever; lemme know what you think. That would mean I also take requests, as I do for this story as well. Lemme know what you wanna see kids!! No porn, bad spider babies. Luv u all ❤️ here's chapter 10!!!
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Peters POV
I see Dark Spark step off the large fan that fell from the ceiling, and can only wonder who's so evil, and is under that mask. I see all of the civilians filing out of the room, but the Villainess in front of me shuts the power out going to the doors; automatically opening. No way out.
"Hey, Spiderboy. You sure got here quick, huh?" She says with a sneer, and a cocky attitude hanging in her voice.
"Listen, you don't have to do this. Just walk away now, hand yourself to the police. I'm sure most charges would be dropped if you just let this go." I said, pleading for her not to hurt anyone. "Just stop this madness"
"Oh sweetheart," she said, looking me dead in the eyes. Her viciously (y/e/c) ovals left a harsh mood sweeping over me. "This isn't madness, it's art."
She snickered at her own joke, and I used it as an opportunity to web her. I shot a web directly at her left hand, but she averted it and instead it electrified with energy upon contact with a broken lightbulb under her control.
"There's an easy way out, Spark. Just take off the mask!" I begged, one last time.
"Begging? Pathetic." She spurred in my face after her heeled boots clicked the marble floor towards my right side. She snapped her fingers and I watched lights, of a broken and functional variety, line up and threaten each and every civilian in the room.
There was a clear path to the highlight of the event; the prize painting.
I used my reflexes to spin in a backwards circular tiger sweep to the lower calves, but she noticed and backflipped over my leg, leaving me hanging in a low position.
She strutted forwards and pulled out a razor, beginning to cut the large painting from its frame, on the wall.
I snuck up behind her and webbed both of her hands together, with the razor in between them. She nodded her head and shards of glass came racing towards her hands. She lifted them into the air and there was a perfect cut separating them.
I webbed the razor that dropped from her hands, and stood behind her, positioning her into a headlock. I sneak the razor to the front of her neck, and whisper, "I'm done being nice"
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Your POV
I cackle with laughter. "You'd never hurt me, not even a fly. They're your own kind, aren't they? You're both pests, just insects, begging for attention, disrupting peace and comfort." She smirked as she turned to face me. He towered over me by almost a foot, and I looked up at him and frowned.
"If you weren't so obnoxious, I might actually have liked you" I sneered.
To his surprise, I stepped on my tip toes and placed a hand on his shoulder. I place a gentle kiss on his left cheek, my lips leaving a small red lip-like mark.
That's when I drop and crawl through his legs, then jump off of his back, flipping towards the ground, wrapping one leg around his hip, placing one back square on the floor. I grab his knee and push inwards, causing him to lose his balance, and then he pushes the razor up and into my cheek.
He drags down to my chin, piercing my mask and I begin to feel blood drip down my face.
"Now you're done for." I shout. I kick his stomach and he grabs and twists my leg, throwing me over his shoulder, but I put myself at a vantage point.
I wrap my thighs around his neck and wind them together behind his head. I thrust myself backwards and he flips over my body. I roll backward over his shoulder and squat over his legs. I place both hands next to his head on either side.
Blood rushes from my cut, stinging at each drop, and I kneel over Spiderman.
"You'll never win." I say, blood dripping from my face onto his chest. He's stained red from my bloodshed, and my body is going paler by the minute.
"Says the Villain" He sneers, and wraps a hand behind my neck, forcing me to the ground, while pulling himself up.
I thrust back onto my hands, and press up into a standing position again (the cool thing in the movies oh HELLLL YEAAA).
He runs towards me and I slide under his legs (again!!) and pick up pace running toward the painting. I rip the rest of it from it's frame, not missing too many important details from the piece of artwork.
"No!" He shouts, but it's too late. I run to the stairwell leading to the roof, and sprint up the stairs two at a time. Spiderman periodically shoots webs at me, missing due to my constant movement.
I make it up to the roof and pull my grappling hook gun from my belt, ready to shoot it at the tall building just west of us. That's when spiderboy webs my foot down.
I pivot to see him, and he's close to the edge. I'm midway between the door and the edge, and he's got me trapped. I hear sirens down the street, and I know my time is up.
"Just give it back, give it up!" He shouts, taking small strides advancing towards me.
"You don't understand, I need this. I need the money. I'm protecting the people I love" I say in return, thinking of Mags, and myself. Not my Dark Spark self, the real me. (Y/N).
"I'm protecting the city I love, and you're in it. I'm protecting you too, you know. Just let me help you. Hand it here." He reaches for the painting.
I hold it back and his hand shifts to my cut. He attempts to stop the bleeding, and I'm not strong enough to stop him, I've lost so much blood.
His other hand reaches towards my face, but grabs my mask instead of my wound.
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