Gunpowder and Satin ; BW

1.9

YOUR POV

Electro
Cross species
Can absorb energy
Can dissolve into thin air
Powerful

Vulture
Mortal
Wing mechanical suit
Relies on suit to fight

"Y/N! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" My mother yelled pounding on my door.

"OKAY MA! ONE SECOND!" I yelled back capping my pen and shoving my notebook in my backpack. When I was ready, I quickly flew out the apartment with a small goodbye thrown over my shoulder.

"Good morning!" MJ chirped walking up the steps to my apartment building, "I was going to see if you wanted to walk to school with me?"

"Sure." I grinned. "How'd it go with your dad last night? Did he say anything about those guys?"

MJ shook her head, "Vulture escaped."

What?

My heart skipped a beat and I internally groaned. Seriously!? He was webbed to the wall! Those webs don't dissolve for two hours and- Electro probably went back for him. I let out a groan.

"You okay?" MJ laughed lightly.

"Yeah, uh, just tired." I scratched the back of my neck.

"Your jaw looks better. That scratch is almost healed." MJ softly turned my face to look at her, her emerald green eyes looking up at me. Her tongue poked out and licked her lips. Sweet Jesus.

The bell rang, breaking us apart, a rosy blush covering her pale cheeks.

"I'll see you at lunch." I stuttered, making my way into the school.

I was moving quicker than I thought, running right into someone and spilling their stack of books.

"I'm sorry, man." I sighed bending down to pick up the books.

"It's fine. I should have been watching where I was going." He said.

"Well, here you-" my breath hitched in my throat, my spider senses going off as both of us looked at each other. His doe brown eyes widened too.

"Y-you're like me?!" He gasped.

I looked around the hall, seeing a few students still in it despite the bell ringing. I shoved his books in his chest and quickly dragged him towards the stairs to the roof.

"Aren't we going to miss class?" He wondered.

"You have spider powers to?" I jumped right into the topic.

The student nodded, "Climb walls, spider senses, shoot webs out of my wrist, uh-"

"enhanced reflexes, chances of playing sports ruined-"

"Exactly!" He beamed, "I'm Miles Morales. I just moved here."

"Y/n Y/l/n. So Miles, what do you say we ditch school and talk?"

Miles thought about it, I could see the gears in his head turning before he agreed.

"Then I hope you have a suit in that bag, we're swinging out of here." I smirked.

[...]

"Wait, my parents and I heard about them. Do you know what they want?" Miles asked, our legs dangling over the edge of the roof.

I shook my head, having told him about the bank incident and then what happened yesterday.

"No, I don't. Vulture said I only met four of them and MJ seems to think their boss needs it."