A/N:This story is going follow the plot of The Amazing Spider-Man 2 and the rest of the MCU for the most part, with some changes here and there. I've put it under the category of Captain America instead of The Avengers on here for the purposes of adding Bucky since he is one of the main characters. And yes, this is technically a crossover with other things tied in along the way.
With that said, HAPPY READING!
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Still I Rise
"Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainly of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise."
-Maya Angelou
Prologue:
Beep, beep…
Beep, beep…
Beep, beep…
I feel heavy and horribly displaced. My chest, my arms, my head…
Beep, beep…
Beep, beep…
Beep, beep…
My fingers… I could move them, but only just. Come on, open your eyes, dammit!
Beep, beep…
Beep, beep…
Beep, beep…
And what the hell is that noise? I swear, I'm going to lose my mind in 3, 2, 1-
I growled out a gargled noise that should have been a complete sentence but just ended up sounding like a disembodied groan of random syllables. Where was I and why couldn't I open my eyes?
"Do you think we should tell her?"
I knew that voice! It was my father. There was no mistaking that deep, gravely quality of his but, he sounded strange. He used the same tone with me when he told me that my mother was being committed. Paranoid schizophrenia was one tough bitch to break, and didn't I know it. I spent 8 years with the woman.
The next voice, I didn't know.
"No, not now. Not until we have everything settled. There are still some details that need to be ironed out at the scene and with the NYPD."
This guy, no, man was absolutely no nonsense. He made you listen to what he had to say, come hell or high water.
"At this point, we have no idea what your daughter actually knows or how she is involved. What happened to the Stacy girl is unfortunate but we have more pressing problems than web slingers, electricity conducting men, and crazy billionaires."
Gwen? What did Gwen have to do with this? And Peter… Oh, no, Peter.
"Yeah, that's how SHEILD goes. There's always a bigger problem to fix, huh?"
"You know it just as well as I do. But there's no SHEILD anymore. It's just me and my team, working in the name of it to fix the wrongs that started this mess."
"But is my daughter safe? That's what I need to know."
I had to remember what happened! But everything is so dark…
"Yes, your daughter is safe. At least for now. Osborne's been locked up in Ravencroft and won't be getting out for a very long time."
"Thank you, Nick."
"Don't say that too loud, Triplett. I am dead after all…"
I muster up as much strength as I can and force my eyes open.
And apparently I'm in a hospital room, attached to an IV drip and heart monitor. That explains what the stupid fucking beeping was. I turned my head to get a better look at the monitors and instantly regretted it. Ugh, yeah, minimal movement is definitely best for now.
Okay, hospital, mysterious not-so-dead bossy guy who know way more than he is letting on, and…
The power plant.
Harry found the venom at Oscorp, he took the glider. And Gwen…
"What happened to the Stacy girl is unfortunate"
Ravenscroft, Institute for the Criminally Insane.
"Oh god…"
My throat was closing up, lungs moving too fast in my chest. The noise of the heart monitor increased tenfold but I couldn't stop it.
Shaky hands flew up to my neck only to find hard plastic and soft padding.
I needed to get out of this fucking bed! I needed to find Peter. I needed…
"D-daddy," I choked out.
He stood outside my room in the hall, looking after the man that was speaking to him before, but he was gone. The noise of the monitor seemed to reach my father as well, and he caught my gaze with his. Panic consumed his features immediately, just as my vision began to blur again.
Everything seemed to slow down.
My father was running into the room, a few other nurses at his heels. And someone was screaming. I reached for my father but my hand never got to him.
My best friend was Spider Man.
His girlfriend saved my life.
I tried to save Harry's but I failed.
Gwen Stacy was dead, and it was all my fault.
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