I ride in separately on my motorcycle, boarding the ferry as a passenger. I wear one of Tony's glasses, to detect who is selling and buying the weapons. I sit in the corner, watching everyone walk in, and sit down in their seats. What catches my eye is two guys sitting back to back, all alone.
I tap my glasses side twice, siganily them to zoom in, and try to get an identity. The man who sat up, who I'm assuming is the one receiving the weapons, doesn't have a criminal background, so I wonder why he wants the weapons.
"One guy is leaving, heading towards the lower deck," I say in my comms. "Someone comes up on the higher level and watches the guy who has white hair, taller, and sitting by himself. I'm heading down."
"I'm on it," I hear one of the agents say through the comms. I make my way down to the lower level, and meet with the other agents.
"Any information?" I ask them and they shake their heads. I look out the window seeing three guys, plus the one I just saw.
"White pickup truck," the male says, and nods to one of his men. He starts walking towards what I'm assuming is the pick up truck.
"On my mark," I say, ready to break open the door and get the weapons. That's when I see a familiar white string grab someone's keys, and fling them away. "Please don't tell me," I mutter to myself. He's going to ruin this whole operation.
Then I see Peter, or should I say Spider-man take down all three guys, webbing them down. One thing I was not okay with is that he used my motorcycle to push two guys down. "Guy is on the move and heading your way," the agent says who is watching the guy on the upper deck.
"Now," I say, and we all head out. While I held my gun up and looked for the guy on the upper deck, everyone was pointing their guns at Peter. I put my hands up and walked in front of Peter. "Woah, woah, woah, calm down. This is not the guy. I know him," I say.
I turn around to look at him. "Y/n?" he questions.
"Yeah, hi. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school right now or something," I say.
"What no, there are-" he was interrupted by a sound from behind us. I turn around to see a person in a wingsuit flying towards us. I started shooting at him, but nothing was happening. At the last second, I jump out of the way, and I press on my glasses.
"Call Tony now, and tell him to get to the ferry and take charge of his spider kid," I say on the ground. Peter moves the agents out of the way, and gets hit by a car.
The winged person flies behind the ferry and starts shooting this purple stuff at us, most likely the alien weapons. "Get to the top deck, we are leaving," the man says, and his people go to the top deck.
"Follow them, and make sure no one gets hurt," I say in the comms and the agents leave while I stay with Peter.
"You should go," he says, as he's trying to fight this guy.
"I've seen much worse, and fought even scarier," I say, and start shooting at the guy again, but it seemed useless. I then aim for his wings, while Peter pulls on his weapons. Then I grab a taser chip, and throw it at him. This made him drop the weapon and it flew on the ferry.
The winged guy pulls it off, and Peter tries to contain his weapon with his webs. Before I could do anything the winged guy flew away and said, "You're messing with things you don't understand."
"You know that guy?" I ask Peter.
"I mean, not really. I found him on a bridge once and we fought, pretty epic," he says.
"Not really-" I was interrupted by purple lasers flying around and ended up slicing the boat in half. "Do something!" I yelled at Peter, and he webs the two halves together. "Where is Stark when you need him," I muttered.

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The Blue Blur 2 (Pietro Maximoff X Reader)
FanfictionSequel to The Blue Blur Takes place during Captain America: Civil War- Spider-Man: Homecoming