Peters POV
I see her bleeding pools of liquid red down her cheek and I reach to help, but second guess what her motives would be on me. I quickly reach for her mask while the police file up the stairs.
He back is faced to them and they all have their guns aimed, but she doesn't seem to notice.
What she also doesn't notice is my reflexes peeling her mask across her face.
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Your POV
"Y/N?!" The spiderman shouts towards me. I quickly go to run and grapple off of the building once he has seized my mask, but I want to inquire about how he knows who I am. I look him in the eyes, not knowing what's behind the scarlet mask, but I can just tell he's hurt.
That's when the gunshot goes off.
I fall to the ground in agony, and feel only the spider super hero catch me. He shouts something I can't hear at the police that were creeping behind me, but everything starts to go black at the edges. I feel us drawn into the air, likely by a web, and land on another building.
I'm set down by the same arms that saved me from a blow to the ground, and he crouches near me. I can barely see or hear anything, but my eyes were wide open after this sight;
Peter Parker pulling the skintight mask off from this head, his beautiful brown curls falling onto his forehead.
"Peter?!" I say, and then everything finally goes black.
Peter's POV
I watch her eyes shut, and her head roll back. Her hand going limp in my own. Her beautiful hair getting sticky from the pool of her own blood collecting beneath her unconscious body.
I have to save her, and the only person who can is Mr.Stark.
I pick her up carefully into my arms, trying to stop the bleeding from the gun shot wound in her lower to left back. Her head falls back and her hair free flowing over the ground.
"Hang in there for me, beautiful" I say, with hope that she can stay alive for me. Her date to this event. Maybe even her boyfriend.
Dark Spark? She had said all of those evil, evil things to me. And super powers? I would've thought for sure she would tell me, but she could subconsciously be thinking the same about me.
After swinging a few webs one handed, she got much lighter, which can't be a good sign. I see a trail of her splattered blood on the sidewalk; which pains me to visualize how she could be okay if it was just in her body instead of the ground.
"Stay with me, baby. You can do this" I say as a whisper, and I kiss her forehead, still swinging along tall buildings, until I reach Stark Tower.
"MR.STARK, HELP ME. SOMEONE GET A GURNEY, SHE'S BLEEDING OUT!" I shout at the top of my lungs, running to the hospital sector of the tower.
"Friday, tell Mr.Stark I need his help, and it's an emergency." Doctors roll a cart with sheets on it towards me and I gently place her in the bed, following their pace of a run down the hall, but it pains me to watch her like that. I follow them into a room, but then a short and plump lady sticks her hand in front of my chest.
"Get out, let us do our job. I'll notify you when there are changes in her condition" she says emotionless, as if she had done it to emotional loved ones all of the time.
She probably has. I am not special. I am not even a loved one.
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Time skip because ya girl lazy and she is tired because she had a rough day at school so I apologize :/
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I stare at (Y/N) with glassy eyes, through a thick window. She's hooked up to machines and wires and cables, but they told me that she keeps turning off the machines with her powers on accident, probably because of the stress on her body.
It feels like the coma all over again. I can see her but there's no emotion behind her lifeless body. It's just, her skin without her soul.
"Hey kid, what's going on?" I hear a familiar and surprisingly soft voice inquire.
"She doesn't look good. I mean she always looks good but, you get what I mean" I say dropping my voice on the last few words.
"Im sorry, Pete. Let me know what I can do. She's in the best hands there are. I-I hate to ask this right now, but" he pauses, debating whether to say it or not. "Who is she?" I knew it was coming.
"She's my best friend. My girlfriend. My partner in crime, except she's the crime, and I'm the hero."
His voice raises a bit, as he says "I'm sorry, who the hell is she?"
"She's the d-Dark Spark they've been talking about all over the news" and that's when my voice breaks. She isn't evil. I know she isn't evil.
"So you brought a super human phycopath into my facility? Is that what you're telling me? I've been tracking down this technology eating mister for weeks and she shows up bloody, weak, on my doorstep? You know I'm going to have to put her into custody, Peter." He says in a strong and willful voice, I would know so well.
"Mr.Stark-"
"Don't Mr.Stark me, kid. As soon as she's awake I'm having her reprimanded, and in my custody. End of conversation." He remarks. It seemed forceful but calmed. He understands I'm hurting, doesn't he?
The Iron Man walks away, and I furiously walk towards the door of entrance to (Y/N)s room. At the same moment, the same lady, who's name i discovered her name was Deanna, walks out to meet me.
"Ms.Deanna! Yes, any update on Y/N?" I say hopeful.
"It's Mrs.Jackson, to you. And yes, your friend is awake."
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A/N
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