All Of Me (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter 10

(Y/n) watched the two heroes collide into one another, causing them to fall off the side of the racing train. She only heard a faint series of screams and crashes before they faded into the distance.

It's not over, she thought.

Turning towards the direction where her targets were, the metal wings on her back spread outward as she jumped up. The wind gave her a speed boost as she looked around for a spot nearby to land. She found a small clearing outside of a metal fence and lowered down, only letting herself fall the rest of the way when she could safely land on her feet. Looking past the fence, which had a suspiciously big hole ripped through, she saw metal crates stacked neatly in rows. Looking into the aisles between them, she could faintly see evidence of a crash. Long, clear scratches headed further into the aisle, past the towers of crates that blocked her sight, with small pebbles following the trail. Just to be sure, she looked behind her, seeing, a short ways away, a human-shaped dent in the dirt.

Well...

At least they made it easy for her.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her side, making her flinch. Taking a deep breath, (y/n) leaned against the metal fence. Her breaths were shaky as she allowed the pain to settle in her lungs and torso, and her hand gripped her side. She looked down at her midsection, seeing the pure black scorch marks in the iron of her armor where she had been shot. She cursed at herself, the pain from the pressure of her hand causing it to flinch away, and her heart flipped repeatedly. While her flight armor gave her an amazing advantage, it was horrible at protecting her against heavy attacks, like a superpowered energy blast. It was designed to be almost weightless, allowing her to fly with little resistance and breathe easier when she was higher up in the atmosphere with thinner air. The fabric was the same way, being thin and holding little weight to itself. While she was able to heal faster and better than most people, it wasn't something that happened instantly. Luckily, it wasn't bleeding badly, being more burned than anything. She could take care of it later. Right now, she has a mission to finish. Looking ahead, she found that she couldn't see Stark or Spider-Man, but she knew they were there.

They probably set up a trap, she thought.

She changed into her black mission suit as a handgun flashed into her hand. As quietly as she could, she slipped through the metal wire of the broken fence, sticking to the shadows as she entered the area. Her eyes and ears were sharpened, becoming hyper-aware of her surroundings. She slunk against the crates, her foot skimming the line between light and shadow on the ground. Safely in a hiding spot, she looked out into the aisle, finding the craters and small cracks that had formed where Iron Man and Spider-Man had finally crash-landed. From her spot, she tried to find any sign of the two heroes, but she barely heard a whisper from the city beyond the fence.

I need to take a look, she said, the thought of moving into the dim light making her heart flip.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly came out from the darkness, her steps slow and tense, ready to change stances at a moment's notice as she walked up to get a better look. One was larger than the other, but they were no more than half an inch deep. More of a shallow imprint now that she could see it more clearly. The smaller one had more of a body imprint than the larger one, which looked like a tall rock had been dropped. There was no sign of blood from either of them, making her narrow her eyes. They were both alive, though, probably in a lot of pain..

Then they couldn't have gone far, she thought.

Then, her whole body froze up as her ears strained as she heard the softest series of footsteps on top of a crate. Her reflexes kicked in, turning around and shooting in the direction of the sound. On top of the crate was Spider-Man, barely being able to dodge the bullet she shot at him. He screamed as he dropped down to the cold metal surface.