Spider-twin

The Party and the Fight

Word Count: 917 

Punches were thrown at me from every angle. I defended myself and flipped to safety. The men started up their van and began driving away, so Peter and I began to follow them. It was dark, so we needed to keep close on their tale so we didn't lose them. Peter shot a web at the van and I grabbed onto him. The back door of the van opened and some of the men began firing at us. I dodged and dodged. The van began swerving suddenly from side to side. Peter and I were smashed into various items and eventually I had to move. I began jumping from street light to street light to keep following the van.

Another spray of bullets were fired and this time one hit my shoulder. I winced in pain but continued. I launched myself into the van through the back and began shooting my powers everywhere. I punched and kicked but eventually a burly looking man picked me up and threw me backwards out of the van and crashing through a glass window.

I struggled back up, gasping for breath while I watched the van get away in the distance. I managed to walk a bit further before getting a call from Mr Stark.

"Um, hey Mr Stark..."

"Laura what's going on. Your suit just sent me a notification saying you're badly hurt."

"I can explain..."

"You better."

"I was at this party, then Happy called me and told me that Peter had gone Spider-Man so he could beat up some bad guys. Happy told me to go Gecko-girl and help. So I did."

"Is that really it though Laura?"

Oh yeah, then I kinda got shot in the shoulder and thrown through a glass window."

"Excuse me, what now?"

"It's really not that bad Mr Stark."

"I'm sending backup."

"No Mr Stark, it's fine-"

He hung up. Great. I gathered all my strength I could muster and climbed up a building. I took a deep breath and began leaping from building to building to get to Peter.

I got there just in time to see Peter being thrown into a lake, in a net. I screamed. I began running to the water but I was helpless at doing anything. Let me explain. The Gecko powers made it so I can't swim. I have been sent to do many swimming lessons but I just can't do it. I mean it does kind of make sense. Have you ever seen a gecko swim? Then I saw it, a saviour. But, wait what! I thought Mr Stark was on vacation! Whatever. I ran over to where Mr Stark landed and took my suit's mask off.

I took a few deep breaths and began to examine myself. My shoulder was throbbing and blood was streaming from the wound. Glass shards were stuck into me in multiple places and my entire back had gone red with blood. "Just great." I muttered to myself.

I turned to look at Peter. He seemed ok, just wet and tired. I took a sigh of relief. "How'd you find me? Did you put a tracker in my suit or something?" Asked Peter, I turned to look at him.

"I put everything in your suit. Including this heater." Replied Mr Stark.

"Whew, that's better. Thanks."

"What were you thinking?"

"The guy with the wings is obviously the source of the weapons. I gotta take him down."

"Take him down now, huh? Steady, Crockett, there are people who handle this sort of thing."

"The Avengers?"

"No, no, no. This is a little below their pay grade."

"Anyway, Mr. Stark, you didn't have to come all the way out here. I had that. I was fine."

"Oh, I'm not here."

Mr Stark's mask then opened up and he wasn't in there, then I remembered, he was on a vacation! I was surprised but decided I would have to have a closer look at the tech later.

"Thank God this place has Wi-Fi or you and Laura would be toast right now. Thank Ganesh while you're at it. Look, forget the flying vulture guy, please."

"Why?" Asked Peter.

"Why? Because I said so!"

"Sorry, I'm talking to a teenager. Stay close to the ground. Build up your game helping little people, like that lady that bought you the churro. Can't you just be a friendly ...neighborhood Spider-Man?"

"But I'm ready for more than that now."

"No. You are not."

"That is not what you thought when I took on Captain America."

"Trust me, kid. If Cap wanted to lay you out, he would've. Listen to me. If you come across these weapons again, call Happy."

The noise of an engine revving comes through on the sound.

"Are you driving?" I asked.

"You know, it's never too early to start thinking about college. I got some pull at MIT. End call."

"No, I don't need to go to col- Mr. Stark-" protested Peter.

"Mr. Stark is no longer connected." Said FRIDAY.

The suit then flew off and Peter and I stared at each other. "Well that's awesome." He said, "Stay closer to the ground? What is he talking about?"

"I think he's got a point." I replied.

"Got a point? Laura have you gone insane."

The ringing of Peter's phone cut him off from saying any more. Peter walked away and answered the phone. All I heard was muffled talking and when Peter hung up and walked back over to me he said we can't go back to the oarty because it's over. I was confused but took his word for it. I took a quick trip the the Stark Industries med bay to get patched up before heading straight back home.