🕸Spidey Son

《3 - The Man The Myth The Legend》

Peter POV:

I was walking on the sidewalk to school, glad that I'd missed Ms. Miller's wrath. But I couldn't help but think about what was going to happen to Franky. Would Ms. Miller take out her anger on him instead of me? I hoped not, but I had a feeling I was wrong. I would go back if it weren't for the thought of missing school again. So I stood frozen on the sidewalk, debating what to do.

Tony POV:

"There!" I wiped my greasy hands on my shirt and stood back to admire my latest creation. It was another suit, but I had given it its own AI system, something I've always wanted to do. Double checking the calculations, I clicked a button on the back of its head. The machine whirled to life, eyes glowing, and it stretched out its arms. I'd decided to name the suit Aiimis - Artificial Intelligence In My Iron Suit. Not the best name, and I was planning on changing it later.

"Ok, now Aiimis-" I started to say, but was cut off by the sound of glass shattering. Aiimis had blasted one of the windows in my lab and started flying away.

"Hey!" I complained. "Was it something I said?" I ran to the window, jumping out after him. I pulled on my sweatshirt strings and felt my suit enclose around me. I started to fly after the rogue robot.

[TIME SKIP FROM UH... AIIMIS BECAUSE AIIMIS ASKED FOR IT]

I had finally decided that going not going to school and getting beat up after was worse than going back to help little Franky who was small and quick and crafty.

I was almost at Midtown High, my school, when I heard it. A small high pitch sound, and then the loud blast. I whipped my head around and almost passed out. Tony Stark, the Tony Stark, was flying towards me. He seemed to be fighting one of his iron man suits, and it was the most incredible thing I'd ever seen. I completely forgot about walking, and just stood there, astonished. The fight was getting closer to me, but I didn't care. I could handle myself if I got hurt. I always have.

The suit Tony Stark was fighting was dark blue, silver, and had a little gold around its eyes. It looked really cool to me. I watched as they tried to shoot each other with lasers, most of the time missing. Then Tony Stark landed a direct hit on the others face, leaving it scorched and steaming. The suit didn't like that. Tony flew ahead and stopped on the block I was on. All I could do was stare up, eyes wide in disbelief.

Then at that moment, Tony Stark fired at the suit, but it dodged and ducked down. The blue and silvery armor charged the genius inventor bull style, and Tony's laser soared just above the others head. The two of them wrestled in the air for a few seconds before I got a tingly feeling on the back of my neck. Something was about to happen. I looked up. Too late. I had just enough time to think oh no, before a huge heavy billboard fell on top of me. I mean you'd think I'd have seen that coming.

Peter POV:

I opened my eyes, expecting to still be stuck under a heavy metal sign, - well, heavy for some people, - but instead I was in a bed. It wasn't my bed and it wasn't my room. I started to panic. I was wearing a hospital gown, which meant I was in a hospital. I was hooked up to a heart monterditer thingy that was next to my bed. It was muted, but the image still showed my heart beat rapidly inclining.

Who brought me here? Who had cared enough to? Did they go through my things? I went a little pale on that thought. But when I saw my backpack lying at the edge of the bed, I let out a sigh of relief knowing that it was at least still with me. Then I realized that I didn't have any money to pay for the hospital bill, and Ms. Miller would be furious when she found out...