Miss Stark [Peter Parker x OC] ✔️

Miss Dream

There's a knock on my door. I stare at the clock on my bedside table. I can't seem to make out the time. I stand up and walk towards the door. I look through the peephole. It's pitch black. I didn't plan to open the door. I'm smarter than that.

However, suddenly my arm moves completely on its own. I reach for the knob and turn it with an abrupt twist. The door is open but it's still pitch black. The light from my apartment should be shining into the hall.

Again my body moves without me doing anything. I jerk forward and fall on my arms. I turn back to see who pushed me. Instead, I see the door slam shut. "Hey! What the hell?" I scream as I jump to my feet.

Banging on the door proves to fruitless. "Morgan, what's all that noise?" There stands Dad about ten feet away from me. "I got kicked out, but by a ghost or something?" I phrase it as a question.
"Have you gone nuts?" He shakes his head and starts to walk away. I follow him asking for him to wait. "Dad! Stop walking so fast." I feel like I'm trudging through tar.

Dad walks into the elevator and closes the door. I decide to continue down the stairs. Finally, I'm actually running.

I find myself outside my building. Frantically I turn to find him. I spot him and run towards him. Then everything goes dark. I look down at my hands. I cant see them. "It's a dream. It's got to be a dream." I crouch down grabbing my knees. "It's just a dream. You'll wake up in a moment." I chant to myself for a few moments.

"It's not a dream, girl. It's an illusion." I hear a strange voice. I turn to see a woman standing across from me in the dark. I get up and run towards her. She doesn't move. Right before I go to grab her. The world lights up and I'm plummeting towards the ground.

For the third time. Within one year. I'm falling, thinking I'm going to die. Then, for the second time. Spider-man saves me. "Morgan! What the hell?" He screams in my ear. I can't, I can't move, I can't think, I can barely breathe.

He sits me on my balcony and then removes his mask. "Why would you jump off that building?" I try to remember the whole experience. I think through it and calm down slightly.

"She did it to scare me." I accidentally say out loud. "What? Who? What does that have to do with the situation?"
I shake my head almost violently.

"She lead me off the roof knowing you were there." I don't give him time to ask again. "The stalkers. I fought their hired mercenary. I won, now they are telling me that they are coming for me themselves."

He seems to understand enough, or he doesn't want to push for more information, trusting me to explain when I'm ready. Standing up, I grab his hand and pull him in. He's on patrol but the city can wait ten minutes.

He follows and sits on the couch, I, however, sit on the coffee table in front of him. "I'm sorry for not telling you. We're a team. Even if I fought off their bounty hunter. I don't think they will be as easy."

Show him the camera and note. I tell him how I deciphered everything and went to fight. "I get why you wanted to do it alone. To prove yourself to your dad right?" I nod even if it was slightly more complicated than that.

Peter runs his fingers through his hair and I go to fix it with my own. "Be careful, okay? Call me if anything else happens. I'm gonna drop by a lot okay?" I nod again.

With that, he leaves and I try to go back to sleep. For some reason falling from several stories really take all your energy.

Unfortunately, I can't sleep thinking about what kind of technology those girls might have. She somehow made extremely realistic illusions. I get up and start research on my computer.

It takes me hours before I find a lead. Dr. Emily Freiz. A woman who has supposedly made the world's first VR contact lenses. I hesitantly raise my hand. I carefully touch my eye and attempt to take out a contact. "Well, would you look at that?"

There, on my finger, was a small clear bowl. I take the other one out and put them in my old contact container. "That solves that mystery. With that, I can rest slightly easier.