Written by : jakeriles on Archive Of Our Own
Official link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9647144/chapters/21795398
New chapter coming from me tmr, sorry I haven't been active at all. My writers block is finally gone
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It had been a month since your 18th birthday and you still couldn't stop staring at the words written along your middle finger. An odd place for the words to be but the sentence was short and to the point. "Call Tony Stark".
Call Tony Stark? Those three words left you with a headache. You didn't even know Tony Stark, let alone had his number. Why would you need to call him? Why did your soulmate need to call him? And how do they even know Tony Stark? You shook your head trying to rid these thoughts from your mind. It was hard enough trekking through the streets of New York in a snowstorm without a pounding headache to top off your already numb limbs.
Pulling your scarf tighter across your neck you braved the cold winds as you walked away from your last lecture of the week and towards the thoughts of a warm bath and hot chocolate waiting to be consumed at home. Normally you would be home by now, but you had made the decision of adding another half hour to your route so you could walk past the Avenger's Tower on your way home. In hindsight, it was a stupid decision considering the amount of havoc that was caused in this part of Manhattan, but it was worth the risk if it meant you'd be closer to meeting your soulmate.
That afternoon was particularly quiet as the giant Avengers symbol in the sky slowly started to get closer, not a disturbance all week actually. Which was strange considering how New York seemed to be attacked by some sort of criminal or monster on a weekly basis. You quickly brushed the thought out of the way in hopes that you didn't jinx yourself. Unfortunately, you didn't brush it away fast enough and as you turned the corner of the street you saw a giant bird like creature swooping towards you.
"Oh shit" you yelled as you dove out of the way of the massive monster crashing through the street. Trailing behind the creature was someone that bought you both comfort and hope that you were going to get home in one piece. A red suited superhero swinging on a web. Spiderman.
You breathed a sigh of relief as you backed yourself up against the wall of a building as the action unfolded before you. The villain seemed to have the upper hand against Spiderman and threw him hard into the window of a shop. He held Spiderman down with his large talons and began to choke him.
"It's over Spiderboy!" You heard the villain yell. "This city will be mine and there's nothing you can do about it!"
You were frozen with fear, gloved hand over your mouth as you tried to stop yourself from screaming. Silent tears streaming down your face as you watched what could be the end of Spiderman. You could see Spiderman struggling under the villain as the grip around his neck tightened.
Then suddenly, as if in slow motion, Spiderman managed to raise his arm and shoot webbing straight into the villain's face. Stumbling back, the villain clawed at Spiderman ripping his suit in the process.
"It's Spider-MAN bird brain!" You heard the Avenger say through heavy breaths. He kicked away from the villain and started webbing left, right and centre to try and contain the villain. As much as he tried he couldn't get the upper hand and was smacked to the ground. You heard a deafening crack as Spiderman's body collided with the concrete and let out a strangled cry.
Spiderman didn't move from his position in the ground and the villain let out a maniac laugh. "YOU STUPID SPIDER" he cried out, "YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD DEFEAT ME!" Continuing to laugh the villain spread his mechanical wings and leapt into the air. "NEW YORK IS MINE!" He screamed and flew away from the fight scene and towards OSCORP tower.
You were speechless. Motionless. You couldn't believe what you just saw, Spiderman was dead. You ran over to where Spiderman was lying and saw that his mask had been torn and you could see Spiderman's lifeless face. He was only a boy, he couldn't of been older than 17. You cautiously knelt down to the fallen hero and placed your fingers on his neck.
"Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead." You muttered to yourself as you tried to find a pulse. Relief washed over you as you felt the weak drum of his heartbeat. You cried out in joy. Thank god he was alive you thought. But now what? You couldn't just leave him here. Avenger's Tower was a few blocks away. Maybe you could carry him there? Yes, I'll carry him you thought but just as you were about to lift his arm over your shoulder the boy stirred and started to cough. His eyes opened slowly and searched around frantically.
"Hey hey hey, it's okay." You put your hand on his shoulder and his eyes snapped towards you. "He's gone, he flew away but we need to get you to a hospital or something. You're seriously injured."
You tried to calm Spiderman down but he refused to listen to you. He tried to sit up but couldn't hold his own weight. Falling back into the ground his hands immediately reached for his face and a look of panic crossed his features as he realised he wasn't wearing his mask.
"Don't worry I'm not going to say anything. That's why we need to get you out of here, before the police or worse the media show up." Realising the severity of the situation he managed to strain out three words that would turn your life upside down.
"Call... Tony... Stark..." He uttered before head fell back and he passed out cold.
"Oh fuck."
