Song: Tourniquet
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The Best Kind- Chapter 1 Prologue
A man sits with his knees huddled to his chest in the pelting rain. The dark rippling sky rumbles with thunder clearly heard from the top of the OsCorp building. The sky shows no promise of a new day, not for the man huddled stricken beneath it.
When mighty sky itself sheds tears for the fallen, it is clear that he was great.
The words of some long forgotten poet echo in Peter Parkers head as he stares at the prone form of Captain George Stacy.
Their conversation - the Captains final words reverberate in his head. The man – hero as Peter would always remember had rasped out words that would haunt Peter forever.
FLASHBACK
"Peter I was wrong about you"
"You're gonna make enemies"
"Peter I want you to make me a promise you keep Gwen out of it, you keep her safe"
"Promise me" This came out forcefully
Peter felt shock course through his body. At what was being asked of him.
But Peter was no longer the irresponsible boy he had been when his uncle had died he understood responsibility no. He understood his responsibility to both the man lying prone before him, but he also understood his responsibility to Gwen. He could not leave her broken.
"I'm sorry Captain I can't do that he whispered .l promise you this Gwen will never be harmed on my account she will be safe my life regardless. But I cannot promise to leave her. She means too much to me."
Captain Stacy smiled softly "then be good to her, son! Be good to her. She loves you so very much. Heh. You were the only one I couldn't scare off though if she gets hurt you will have no peace in the afterlife.
FLASHBACK END
Peter stood up his blue and red silhouette clear against the dark rumbling sky in his mind he saw Gwen's smiling face.
"Promises that you can't break those are the best kind"