I watch the battle with terror. If the avengers catch me, I won't be able to keep my secret a secret for long. Especially is Steve sees me.
My current hiding place, the top of the flight control tower at the Berlin International Airport. The tower once seemed safe, now seems like a prison. I've trapped myself in the airport. I should have run when I had the chance. If I leave now, they'll see me for sure. But with all the trucks getting thrown around, it seems more of a risk to stay here.
Should I leave now and risk being seen?
Or should I stay, and play a little game with death?
Well for starts, neither is a good idea. I should probably go. I crawl over to the ladder and start to climb down it when a huge boom hits my ears. The ground shakes violently and I almost fall from the ladder. I look over at the fight and my jaw drops. One of the fighters is huge! And worse, Steve and one of his companions, someone with a metal arm, are racing away from the fight, in my direction.
I start to descend the ladder as fast as I can, ignoring all the explosions and fireballs, focused on escaping. Then out of nowhere, a yellow beam slices through the base of the tower. I let out a scream as it tilts to the side, crumbling to the ground.
I focus my energy and a force field surrounds me, the bright teal color easily distinct against the gray of the tower.
Then a red tint envelops me and the falling tower and I come to a stop. Almost seconds later, it vanishes and I slam to the ground, rubble piling up around me, but me force field protects me. I use my abilities and shift the bricks and metal and stone off of me.
Once I emerge from the ruins, I cast a weary glance around and see that no one noticed me. I start to race away when a truck slams down on top of me. I barely put a shield up in time before it rips me to shreds. But the metal and glass still slices and bruises my skin. I let out a muffled cry of pain. I lift the truck off of me, a teal veil outlining its edges.
I take off running again, ducking under a plane, hoping no one noticed me. I leap over a cluster of wooden boxes and hide behind them.
I hear someone shout, "Peter watch out!"
As if on cue, a few moments later, someone slams into me, catching me by surprise. I smack my head on the concrete and everything goes dark.