It's you, babe And I'm a sucker for the way that you move, babe And I could try to run, but it would be useless You're to blame Just one hit of you, I knew I'll never be the same - Never Be The Same, Camila Cabello.
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Peter was sporting a nasty bruise when we got back to Queens. May's eyes bugged out of her head once we entered the apartment. She ran over to Peter and grabbed his face.
"Peter, what the h -" she started. "What happened?"
"May, it's nothing," he tried to move past her, but she blocked him.
She grabbed his face again. "What do you mean nothing? Peter, someone hit you! Why did they hit you?"
Because we were at war with half of the Avengers, plus Scott and Bucky. And there was this nagging feeling in the back of my head that told me to help.
"He got punched because of me," I lied. May and Peter looked at me, Peter more shocked than May. I started to explain further. "Peter and I had to get something for Tony. The guy kept trying to ask me out and wouldn't leave me alone until I said yes. Peter was trying to help out and told the guy to leave, he didn't like it and punch him. It's my fault Peter got hurt."
May slowly nodded before looking at Peter. "Well, aren't you the hero?" She teased.
"Oh, um, it was nothing," Peter stuttered. "The guy wouldn't leave her alone, I had to do something."
May smiled. "You did the right thing." She slowly reached out and lightly touched his bruise. "Ok, go to your room. I'll get you an ice pack."
Peter and I nodded before we made our way towards his room. Peter sighed in relief as I shut the door.
"Thanks," he said as he sat on his bed.
"Don't mention it. Tony's not here to cover your ass, so it's the least I can do for what you did." I gestured towards the other side, where May was. "And your aunt seems like she's understanding." I looked at my communicator. I only have a few hours before I have to leave. I slowly nodded. "I guess, I'll leave you to it."
I turned around and started walking towards the door, but Peter's question stopped me.
"Will I see you again?" He asked. I could hear that small hope in his voice. I know I should tell him no. Be honest. Why should I care anyway?
Because he'll be sad and you don't want that.
I slowly turned my head. "Take care, Peter."
I opened the door before leaving.
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Let's see: backpack? Check. Books? Check. Belongings? Check. I guess this is it for me. Since Steve and them escaped their prison, which might have turned out to be good, I had to leave. I did sign the accords to go home to Azarath. My mother will be waiting for me.
I heard a door knock before I went over and poked my head halfway out. Tony was standing on the other side with his hands behind his back.
"Raven," he greeted. He motioned towards the room. "Mind if I come in?"
I slowly nodded before I opened the door. Tony made his way in and spun to get a good look at the room.
"I guess this is it," I started.
"I guess so..." Tony trailed off. We just stood there. "You couldn't have signed it, you know? Cap could have busted you out. You'd be safe away from here."
"And become a wanted fugitive? That's not the life I really want to have." I shrugged. "I knew I had to go back eventually."
"Do you want to go back?"
"No," I answered. "But I don't really have much of a choice."
"Or do you?" Tony held out an manila folder. I gave him a confused look as I took it.
"What's this?" I started to open it.
"Technically, Raven has to return to Azarath. As far as everyone else knows, she has." I gave Tony a confused look. A passport, a new social security number, basically everything I need to stay is here.
"Tony -" I can't believe he did this.
He gave me a small smile as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "Welcome to Earth, Rachel Roth."
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A/N: That is it for book 1! 😆😆😆😆😆😆 Be prepared for book 2.
As for the She-Venom story. The votes are in...a few days ago...and the winner is Dean! So it's a Supernatural crossover!
