A/N: I got a really interesting suggestion for Flash being the center of this chapter. I'm still trying to find my way around how to write best for Spiderman. Thanks for the reviews! I woke up this morning and five emails were in my inbox and I kind of flipped out : )
This is set place AFTER the movie. Once we all heard the last line, we all know that Peter and Gwen are getting back together right? Right.
Flash's POV:
I was in math class and talking with Peter Parker. After I heard that his uncle was murdered, I thought I would talk with him and see if he was doing ok. Turns out he isn't that bad of a guy. He said he really liked my Spiderman shirt one day and ever since then, I had come to like the guy.
"Class, take out your homework, I want to correct it in class." Mrs. Simmons said. I pulled out my ripped up binder and threw it on the desktop. When I opened it, I realized that I hadn't finished it. I remembered that I forgot it in my locker overnight.
I tapped Peter on the shoulder. He twisted around in his seat to look at me.
"Yeah?"
"Hey, can I copy your homework?" I asked, tapping my pencil on the desk. Parker looked at me and scrunched his eyes.
"Flash, it's against rules." Peter said.
"Serious Parker?" I moaned silently. "The teacher is checking her email. I have enough time."
"Flash, I can't do that. But I can give you the answer to question 4. It's the 3 times the square root of 29." Then he turned back around and pulled out a ballpoint pen. I scribbled down some answers and had enough time to throw a crumpled up post it not at a Junior sitting two seats away from me.
I saw Gwen lean over to Peter and whisper something in his ear. He laughed and she returned with a smile. I snorted rolled my eyes. Looking towards the screen up I correcting my homework as the teacher read through the answers for the worksheet.
Mrs. Simmons was about ready to turn to the next page in the textbook when the principal announced for a full evacuation of the school.
"Teachers, please lead your students outside and wait for further instructions." Of course that almost never happens when the principal asks for full, calm, cooperation. The class went nuts. The girls started screaming and everybody started running for the door. The teacher started leading the way down the hallway and I was farthest away from the door.
"Peter, let's go!" I said and held the door open for him. He held up one finger and whispered something to Gwen. The screaming kids in the hallways were getting thicker.
"Run, Flash." Gwen said and flipped her hair away from her face. They still conversed for a few seconds.
"No, I'm sticking with you guys." I said and started shifting my weight nervously on my feet. Then everything got deathly silent. I looked out the window of the classroom and there was nobody in the hallways. I stepped away from the door and backed up to where Peter and Gwen were standing.
"What is happening?"
"Gwen, take Flash to the closet." Peter ordered and dropped his backpack on the floor.
"Come on." Gwen said and grabbed my arm.
"Where are we going?" I asked and she dragged me away from Peter.
"Are you deaf?" She said and shoved my in the closet that was joined to the classroom. She squeezed in too. It was really dark and the door was shut. The only light was the small crack at the bottom of the door. I was left with sound, touch, and smell.
"Peter-" I started but she hushed me and said that he was a big boy.
"Now, shut up." She said. It was quiet for a few seconds and I heard Peter outside zipping and unzipping his backpack.
Then I head something rip down the door. It sounded angry and I didn't know what it was exactly. If it was even human.
"Spiderman!" It said in surprise. I gasped a bit but Gwen silenced me. Had Spiderman come into the building? I didn't hear any door or window open except when the thing thrashed through the door.
"Surrender Spiderman. You have no chance." The thing said.
"Somehow I don't think so." Peter said. Then I thought what happened to Parker? Spiderman will take care of him, just like he took care of the whole city.
I heard crashing of chairs and desks. Spiderman and the enemy were fighting. I heard Parker grunt a few times and then a shadow flashed underneath the door.
The rapid web shooters were building up in frequency. More crashing of the classroom. A few textbooks and lone backpacks crashed against the closet door. Then I heard the fight being taking outside.
Gwen opened the door and squinted out. I looked at her through the thin slice of light. She was looking around for signs of danger and then we heard a scream. I watched as her eyes opened up all the way and she pushed the door open. It swung on it's hinges and she was already out the door. I could hear her boots clack on the floor.
The way she had charged off in horror made me think… Did she actually know who Spiderman is?
"Peter?" I asked and looked at the wrecked classroom. Peter wasn't in here so I followed Gwen to where she took off too.
"Gwen?" I asked. She was standing speechless in the doorway of an English classroom.
"Poor… Peter… Parker…" The voice said and I matched it up to a large figure. It was a villain of some sort and wore a dark mask. (A/N: I really have no idea what this 'villain' is, just that it is a bad guy, so deal with me if I have no idea who this guy is, haha!). The enemy had shoved Spiderman onto the far side of the wall.
Spiderman was clawing at the man's fingers, trying to get him to release his grip. Under the mask, I could tell Spiderman was gasping for air.
Gwen rushed to find a weapon but I was faster. I grabbed the teacher's computer and threw it at the villain's head. The man turned to me and that gave Spiderman enough time to sling the criminal in a extra helping of webbing. He trapped it to the wall and attached him with so much webbing, the masked man wouldn't be able to break from it.
Finally Spiderman stumbled out of the room and into the hallway where Gwen and I stood.
"Are you guys hurt?" Spiderman asked. And I shook my head in disbelief. Gwen looked more worried about the masked hero.
"Are you ok?" Gwen asked. Spiderman cracked his neck a bit and put a hand to a gash in his shoulder.
"All in a day's work, Ms. Stacy." Gwen smiled at Spiderman being so humble and I remembered Parker.
"Wait, where's Peter?" I asked. Immediately, both of their heads turned to me. Spiderman was breathing heavily but I could tell behind his mask, his eyes were focused on me. Gwen looked at me with a face of true horror as well.
"I'm sure he is around here somewhere." Spiderman cleared his throat. I then noticed that it was Spiderman who had Peter's voice.
"Wait… Peter, are you Spiderman?" I asked.
"I don't know what you are talking about." The blue and red skinned man said. "I better be going now." Spiderman took one look to Gwen and she nodded, which confused me. "Courtesy of your friendly, neighborhood Spiderman." And with that, he limped on a cut leg out an open window and I saw him slingshot himself into the heart of the city.
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When the school started again, I found Peter during lunch. He and Gwen were walking to a table in the courtyard.
"Peter…" I said and shook my head, noticing his limp. It was the same one Spiderman had when he left yesterday. "I was just wondering…"
"Yeah, I got scared and left. Sorry about that." He rubbed the back of his neck and sat down at the table.
"How did you get that limp?" I asked suspiciously. Peter mumbled for the words and eventually put together a bullshit excuse.
"I fell off my skateboard." He pursed his lips together.
"Ok sure." I said. "See you in math." I left and while I was walking away, I knew. I knew his secret. But I would never tell.
A/N: Thanks for reviewing. I posted this in one of my other stories but I want to put it here too.
I want to take the time and notice the beautiful, brave children of Newtown and their heroic teachers. It is a sick thing to hurt so many people. It's beyond disturbing to go after the babies. I know they are in heaven now, probably playing together like they used to in recess. Pray for them and pray for the families who lost loved ones.
I also want to mention the Clackamas Mall shooting and the children who were killed in China. No one deserves to die like this.
With all the grief and sorrow happening in the word, that makes us feel vulnerable and powerless, hone has to keep moving along and don't forget those we have lost in the world. Hope is what we have this New Year.
Sorry for that depressing note but I felt like I needed to say something.
Live life to it's fullest and don't let something like fear rule it. Have a great day!