Beyond the Spiderverse (Gwenpool x Male Reader)

Chapter 3

Art By: Helen Chen

[Gwen's PoV]

'So that's what happened.' I winced at the fact (Y/N) finding out about my ability. He must be freaking out by now. I really screwed up.

"Gwen, i know this might be a wrong time to disturb you on whatever you're doing, but we're being lowered unto a large pool of probably acid." (Y/N) warned me nudging me to get my attention.

 'Ahhh crap i forgot about that.' My head is in an agonizing state now that my headache just doubled to the probability drowning in probably acid. "Ok... Ok, i got a plan." I whispered as i try to grab my pocket knife for situations like this.

"Don't worry, and i got a plan." I whispered to (Y/N) reassuring him as i began to cut the very thick ropes binding us. 

"Wait, Gwen, is that a knife? waitwaitwait, what happens when we cut the rope? The pool is too wide for us to jump and evade the acid...?" (Y/N) rambled on in fear as i continue my attempts at cutting the rope, it's still a miracle the Black cat's goons haven't taken notice of us... yet.

"Don't worry, we're heroes... I think. We don't die easily by a vat of toxic chemicals." Stupid! stupid! why did i say that?! He must be thinking I'm an idiot, my face was heating up pausing for a moment, I sighed and just continued on in embarrassment. 

[(Y/N)'s POV]

I jaw-dropped at what Gwen just said. I'm not even a hero. I think neither those she if being a hero means driving up a motorbike and shooting everyone.

'Oh, god... I'm going to die with a lunatic...' I thought as i slowly lose hope and just contemplate on my greatest moments of life.

[3rd POV]

After Gwen's brain scowling at her for what it seems to her a two agonizing hour and (Y/N) staring into the unknown of a decaying old wall, Gwen managed to cut the rope, and the events transcribe Gwen swung the rope to a safe part out of the chemicals and broke the ropes free. 

After the drop, the guards heard the loud THUMP and saw the duo and charged at them with rifles.

Twenty minutes have passed after the shootout ended with great shouting incomprehensible words and shooting aimlessly at the direction of their adversary and (Y/N) getting the goon's attention and launching any object he can throw.

"(Y/N)! Quick catch that robed weirdo!" Gwen directed me, pointing to the stranger running out of the side exit and passed me her grappling hook...? Not questioning her and just leg it.

After a while chasing after the robed guy, and both of them hurling insults, (Y/N) finally realized he's wearing dress shoes, not fit for running, and now pain was engulfing both of his feet as he struggles to follow the robed man, which led (Y/N) to downtown.

After looking around, (Y/N) started to notice the looks people were giving (Y/N) either disgust or pity as they pass by the poor actor, (Y/N) soon found the 'robed weirdo' running deeper into the alley the robed man climbed up the emergency escape.

[(Y/N)'s POV]

It would be hard following him, i remember about the grappling hook, i tried to aim above the ledge of the building and pull the trigger, and quickly i swiftly zipped up the building but with now gaining a small pain on my shoulder from the force.

By this time, both of us were both gasping for air. I heaved, "Ok, give up, and i-" a loud bang near my head cut me off as my left ear was hearing a loud ringing sound, "Oh God! Ahh!" I screamed recoiling but fell on my ass, looking at the figure of Gwenpool with a handgun that shot the cultist with a broad smile etched on her face as she happily skips towards the dead body.