Spiderson with a Supreme Family

Chapter 11

Swinging to where the trouble was coming from, I quickly noticed the smoke scent in the distance.  There's another fire!

"Help me! Oh, Someone please help me!" A strained, high pitched voice screeched from inside the building as I got close.

"Someone please help my wife!" Another voice said from below, within the crowd. These voices sound familiar. Who is it? Ugh. Whatever. Act first, questions later.

Swinging into the flames, I immediately began looking around the room for the voice's source. In the center of the room, surrounded by flames, a large figure with their back turned to me was kneeling on the ground. A cloak thing covered their upper half, while a flower- patterned dress was visible underneath.

"Ma'am, are you alright? Can you walk? Listen, I'm going to get you out of here, so remain calm, okay?" I said as calmly as possible. Without warning, my spider sense acted up, warning me to duck and catch. I obeyed.

The next thing I knew, a circular shield was in my palm, decorated with a white star and blue and red stripes. I stared at in in shock before turning to see the figure on the floor rising to its feet.

My eyes widened as I took in the sight. Steve Rogers was standing before me...in a purple and white flower dress and heels. Make up was smudged all across his face in a clownish manner and to top it all off: he was wearing a blonde wig that was beyond messy. Oh. My. God.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. I burst out laughing, clutching my stomach and rolling on the floor. His reddened face only made me laugh even more, not to mention all the laughing I could hear from his ear piece was beyond contagious.

"I told you guys this would be priceless." Tony's voice said through the intercom.

"Damn it, Tony! This was just one of your pranks?!" Steve yelled into his speaker furiously, his face as red as a tomato.

"Hey! Don't blame me for Natasha not wanting to play the Damsel in Distress." Tony replied in a way that you could just tell he was smirking.

"Don't worry, Captain. I won't judge you for what you do in your free time~!" I commented, finally calming down enough from my laughter to snap a picture of him on my phone.

His face grew even redder, if that was even possible, from the increased laughter on the other side of the intercom. Taking his shocked state to my advantage, I webbed him up into a tight cocoon. Breaking out from his trance, he began to struggle, but it was too late. Dragging him to the window, I smirked as I lifted him up, knowing exactly what I was going to do.

"Oh, Buckyyy~!" I called out to the crowd below, catching sight of him near the front. "I've saved your wife. Here! You can have her back now!"

With that, I tossed the Steve cocoon down to Bucky. Steve crashed into Bucky, causing the two to fall to the floor and making me let out a small giggle.

Bringing me back to reality, my spider sense told me to duck again. Doing so, I watched as an arrow zoomed passed where my head was. Right. If the two super soldiers are here playing pretend, then the others would be here for back up, wouldn't they? Not good. I need to get out of here before they manage to catch me. Making fun of Steve was enough fun for one night.

Swinging away, I could sense three people following close behind. Tony, Strange, and Thor. All of them were at my heel as I swung back and forth between building to building. After a few hours, they seemed to slow down.

"I've had enough if this." Strange grumbled from behind me, stopping in his tracks.

Suddenly, I found myself going through a sparkly circle and in front of Strange himself. Before I could even react, he had gotten a hold of the hood of my hoodie. I dangled in his grip in absolute shock. What in the HELL just happened?!?