So I have decided that I will update every few days. God(s), I sound like a professional. Haha. I'm a lunatic. And now that you guys have discovered my secret, please enjoy:).
I laid down and got as comfortable as possible. I went to sleep not knowing the terrible things coming up soon in my future.
(Few months after Civil War)
I am such an idiot.
I saw a woman walking down an alley where a gang cornered her and demanded that she gave them all her money blah blah blah. You know, typical gang stuff. So being the hero that I am, I jumped down from the wall I was on to help, and like the others, it worked!
(*snort* jokes)
Tony! OK fine I lied. It started out okay, but it just went downhill. My senses got a little dull because of my high metabolism and barely eating.
I had taken two down and had another two left. I just webbed the third, but before I could face the last one he stabbed me in the leg.
"Son of a-" I cursed. I gave him a hard hit to the head knocking him out.
The lady had run away by now, so I just webbed up the last guy the best I could and swung away.
As I landed, I jarred my leg and gave out a hiss of pain.
"You should go see a doctor and get that bandaged properly. Would you like me to call Tony Stark?" Karen asked.
"No, I'm good. Don't call Tony." I hissed as I ripped the knife out and started to bandage it. Thankfully it was only a small pocket knife. Hopefully, my healing factor would be able to patch it up.
(Dude, if your senses were dulled that much, wouldn't your healing factor become a lot slower)
Shut. Up. Anyway, I was about to take a nap when my stomach growled.
"May I remind you that you haven't eaten in the last 48 hours."
"I know. It's not like I can get any food."
I mumbled the last part under my breath.
"I strongly recommend that you let me call Mr. Stark-"
"No. Don't Karen I'm fine."
"This is the third knife wound from in the past two weeks. You must let me call Mr. Stark."
"Karen, no. That's final." With that, I snuggled up in my blankets that best I could to protect myself from the chilly weather.
Did I mention that it was winter?
Yay. Note the sarcasm. The season full of starvation and frozen everything.
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I wake up to find a small blanket of snow around me. Absolutely fantastic.
I put on my mask since I wear the rest of my suit under my clothes, and went out on a small morning patrol.
Everything seems fine until I find somethi- someone that makes me stop.
Happy.
Idk what to say so... Bye.
-Percabeth4eva
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