NEVAEH || SPIDERMAN: ATSV

15

Thank goodness she had amplified the alarm system,

Ring around the rosies

A pocket full of posies,

Achoo, Achoo,

Your boyfriend's gone,

Nevaeh grimaced and turned, changing her position as the laughter of children was heard,

Do you know the scar-faced man, the scar-faced man, the scar-faced man ?

Do you know the scar-faced man who waits by Lincoln way,

Yes, We know the scar-faced man, the scar-faced man, the scar-faced man

Yes, We know the scar-faced man who'll take his soul away,

This time she was awake, listening intently but frightfully, with her eyes shut tightly,

Ring around the rosies

A pocket full of posies,

In the streets,

The clock strikes six,

Your boyfriend's gone,

After this, the music died down,

With shaky hands, she grabbed her phone from the smooth surface of the nightstand,

Fingers crossed as she checked the time,

5: 56am

Nevaeh jumped off the bed, flinging the olive duvet to the other side,

Her mind was racing and adrenaline coursed through her system as she put on slippers instead, terrified to waste a minute of Miles' life,

As she ran past her dresser, she eyed the black band on the table,

"I'd take me if I was you" Xanthe said with an attitude apparent in it's robotic voice,

Nevaeh rolled her eyes before snatching the band off the table, wearing it as she ran from the hose, after locking the door,

A holographic face shield appeared on her face,

On it was displayed the city's map, 

And with the aid of Xanthe's audible help and her running, she was able to make it there by 5:58,

Miles was pressed up against the wall by some big ass man wearing a scruffy ash coat,

His mask had been deactivated,

His face was fucked and his lower lip was torn,

The man held a gun to his chin,

She stifled a loud gasp as she turned invisible,

"Who's there?" The man yelled, pointing another gun into the alleyway,

"Let him go" Came the reply as she walked towards the men cautiously,

"Nevaeh?" Miles whispered as his brows furrowed in confusion,

"You're a coward, why don't you come out and ughh" He groaned as a bottle came flying, shattering on his head,

Causing him to stumble and lose his grip on his captive for a second,

Miles took this opportunity, kneeing him in the ribs before twisting his arm and smashing his head into the wall, 

Watching him crumple to the floor like a piece of paper,

Nevaeh could still sense danger,

"Zaylo, leave this place immediately" She yelled as Miles turned around, trying to look for her,