Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Spider-Man is owned by Marvel Comics, Disney, and the legendary Stan Lee himself. R.I.P. Stan. Excelsior! I don't own Kung Fu Panda either (I wish I did, but I don't.) Kung Fu Panda is owned by DreamWorks. Before I start this story, I want to let you know that this story will be rated MA for sex scenes, foul language and brutal fight scenes that will lead to death. This crossover takes place after Kung Fu Panda 3 and Marvel's Spider-Man: Miles Morales, but this time, it will be in the Point of View of Peter Parker and Master Tigress. So, without further ado, let's get on with the story.

Point of View: Peter Parker

In the days of heroes and villains, there is always a story to tell in New York City.

Hi, I'm Peter Parker, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

I'm sure you've heard of me, whether you live here or not, by now I'm a worldwide household name and… It's not that I'm not pleased for it, but it's a little embarrassing y'know? One day I was just an average kid… nerding about at a science exhibit, now I'm suited up, saving people from evil masterminds and saving lives… all before dinner.

Ha.

It's almost too strange to be true.

Spider-Man it's about having a responsibility to harness and a power that has been entrusted to you to wield and protect people.

And that's all me and my friend Miles Morales are doing today.

Fighting this green troublemaker and praying that today is the day he gets the message that New York City is NOT scared of him and that he can NOT take us down!

We've been out here for an hour and I have to say, Miles is looking worse for wear.

"How you doing kid?" I shout over to him and I can see he's having trouble standing.

I can trust my friend to always have my back, and he never wants me feeling concerned for him, he's the strongest, most stubborn son of a bitch I know, and it will take more than a few shots from this monster to knock him out.

"I'm good!" He takes a few shaky steps towards me and trips on some rubble. He reaches me and I lean towards him so he can support himself.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay." I assure him and pat his back. We have to start thinking how to draw this to and end, we can't keep playing cat and mouse all day, not when Goblin is blowing up the city like it's some kind of game.

God I hate this guy.

Me and Miles look a pretty sorry state, our suits are torn up and Miles' mask is cracked in several places.

"You think we're gonna need to retreat?" Miles asks me.

I shook my head at him, "No way! We might be hurt but he's not exactly skipping and running around right now is he? The coward is hiding from us! We just have to hold out, we will get our moment, just hold on to me okay?"

Come on kid, one last round, I know you've got it in you.

I refuse to give up. We will get a window, a chance to land one final hit, I just know it.

The kid is gripping tightly to my shoulder and I shoot a web up to the nearest roof and pull us up. I take in our surroundings and there's no polite way to say it, the skyline has been burnt to shit. The only thing we could see was rubble, dust and smoke, the city was near obliterated and it's all thanks to this damn fiend and his explosives.

"He's coming back! I can hear him!" The kid warns and my body tenses as I feel my senses searching for him, honing in to target and attack us.

"Can you stand by yourself?" I ask Miles.

"Yeah. For this… I can." He says with that look of determination that he wore so naturally and I give him a nod.

That annoying whooshing noise circles us and I lock eyes with Goblin as his stupid glider hovers over our heads.

"I see you Goblin! You're injured, I know you are! Just give it up! I know what you want and it's got nothing to do with destroying the city." He wanted my end, and I couldn't let him take New York down in his attempts to hurt me.

"Oh but it's always a bit of fun to toy with the little people." His voice cackles and my eyes narrow.

"Why can't you ever just keep anything between the two of us!"

The monster laughs and tosses another explosive out way.

My body moves and throws itself onto the kid, knocking into him and we both roll away with the shock of the blast.

"Come on boys! Just give it up! Surrender already and we can all go home!" His voice flies around us through the dust and Miles growls.

"You're destroying our home!" The emotion in his voice pains me and he's standing himself up to be beside me.

"Why yes. I guess I am. Oh well!" Goblin yells carelessly and circles us again. I take the chance and shoot a web to his glider and it attaches! This is it! This is our chance!

"You got it!" Miles cries and I know I gotta think and move quickly. Wasting this opportunity is not an option.

I tug harshly on the web and it knocks Goblin off balance, I pull again and the glider jolts from beneath his feet and I feel hope for the first time, real hope, the light feeling in my chest growing optimistically as I watch Goblin fall to the floor and I scatter the glider far away from him to the other side of the roof.

My feet move, I wanna stay by the kid and make sure he's okay but now this bastard is on the ground something in me is pulling me towards him to make sure he stays down.

He's laughing though, chuckling, looks smug about something and my hopeful feeling fades.

Damn.

Why is he laughing?! We've knocked him out… But he's moving… Pulling something into his hand.

Damn it! Fuck it!

Something was telling me this wasn't good, wasn't good at all.

It looked like any other pumpkin bomb but there was some nasty aura coming off of it that told me it was more trouble and more powerful than anything we'd seen him use before.

"You can feel it can't you? The power. I can see the fear in your face Spidey Boy."

My breath hitches as this bastard cackles at me again. Was I really that transparent?

"Say goodbye to your home you little insect. Say goodbye to everything."

"What's happening!?" The kid cries but before I can find the right words to answer him with there is a blinding white glass of light that sucks in everything around it and my ears ring with a deafening screech.

My senses black out.

There is silence.

Nothing.

My body slams into something once… twice… three times? It rolls and everything stills.

I feel a blast shake the ground, another blast… I hear a scream, a sickening cackle.

Was this really my end?

No.

No way. I'm not about to let this creep take me down!

I gotta get up! Get up! Come on Spidey! Get UP!

Light streams into my eyes and I raise my arm to shield myself from it. Well, I try, but as soon as my shoulder moves slightly it sends pain all through my back to my ribs and it falls helplessly back to my side.

Shit!

I don't have time to be confused or complain, if I've got time to move my body and feel pain, I've got time to fight! I don't know where I am, all I know is that there are pumpkin bombs being released all around me which meant more destruction to another land.

"Hey. I'm here." A familiar voice. "Come on. Let's go!" It's the kid, he's appeared in front of me and pulling one of my arms. My body won't move.

The kid… He looked terrible. His suit is in tatters, I've never seen him in such bad shape, ever since he told me about his battle at Roxxon, including the loss of his best friend Phin, all the while I was at Synkaria with Mary Jane. His mask was blasted and what I could see of his face was covered in scratches and burns. He was falling apart and yet he was still fighting and urging me to get up and join the battle.

We still needed to save people.

"Alright. Let's do this."

This is going to be it, ending this fight with Osborn once and for all.

We fight like our lives depend on it, and hey, this time they really just might. Miles takes the front, he is as fired up as I am and I'm more than happy to step back and fight from behind him.

I've never told him outright, but the kid has so much strength and potential, he really could be stronger than me some day soon. He's a worthy owner of the mask, I'm so damn proud of him.

Ha. Look at me getting emotional when there's a damn battle to win.

I'm focusing on it, I swear. There is a flicker of my conscious that is worrying over the state of this place.

I've got no idea where we are, how far from New York we have been blasted, if we've even left the city at all. There is nothing around to see apart from what looks like wasteland, war zone.

This isn't what being a hero is, I can't allow this.

Miles is fighting with all he has and I'm supporting him, making us the perfect team that we are.

We are a rampage of webs, ripped suits, smoke and dust. I've lost count as to how many bombs he has thrown to the floor and I can feel my body getting slower and slower.

Was this it? Are we nearing the end?

With one more explosion the answer is seemingly handed to us.

Goblin blasts himself off into the sky and the shockwaves knock me to the ground.

The kid … Where is the kid?

Everything hurts. Everything is too loud and my lungs are full of dust and debris.

I feel like I can hear voices yelling and closing in on me. Desperate voices and footsteps.

Civilians.

The first thing I notice is their voices. They are not American, he's blasted us out of the country, far far away.

My heart aches.

What innocent people have we hurt?

There is so much commotion, I can't keep up with it.

Something shifts beneath me and causes pain to burn in my back. Was the ground moving? No. I knew this feeling, I was resting on something, someone. Had I fallen against them? Had they pulled me against them?

I haven't got a clue.

"We are on their side now, there's no going back!"

Comrades?

My head is spinning. With the last bit of energy I can feel, weakly burning away inside my body, I use it to open my eyes for just a moment. I want to know what might be the last thing I ever see.

Ha. Dramatic I know. I didn't feel like death was near me, perhaps it was delirious curiosity. I blink a few times and my eyes focus on a stern face … stern but … worried. Soft fur and whiskers and eyes that hold far too much emotion for me to process right now.

I do it, I look right into her eyes and then… darkness.

Point of View: Master Tigress

He does it. He looks right at me and then his eyes close. All that effort for barely anything. I'd watched his eyelids twitch and his lashes flutter for about thirty seconds before he actually bothered to look at me.

I can only see one of his eyes, he still has part of his mask covering his other one and what? Am I supposed to be impressed right now? Swept away by this honourable hero who was fighting a villain for me?

Yeah right.

I didn't want him in my lap, but he fell right into me, I had no choice.

I glance around and struggle to see through the carnage. My mind flicks back to us warriors standing together not twenty minutes ago debating on what to do.

Our community is a place set up with the basis of peace, love, and awareness at its foundation. What had these outsiders brought upon us?

Po had fret like he always did. Shouted at us for answers, and what was I supposed to think? People were attacking our home, the safest option was to assume they were a threat. I told him that we needed to stay calm. We were warriors and our strength was unmatched.

I was ready to fight.

Crane, not so much. He was worried at the amount of destruction they had already caused, worried because they had bombs and that the land was being lit ablaze, our precious gardens being ruined as we spoke.

Viper, Monkey and Mantis had agreed with me. There was nothing we couldn't handle. We are brave and strong and they were both ready to stand with me and battle. We had a duty to protect the Valley and Shifu and defend our honor, and that meant fighting.

As we had stepped out and witnessed our home being ravaged by the violence that was being thrust upon it, I think we all fell into a momentary shock.

It only got worse as we arrived closer to the heart of the battle, we all felt a sense that perhaps we had stepped out of our depth.

There was technology that we had never seen, shining balls that produced explosions and white strands that were being shot out from wrists.

"What are they?" Po asks.

"We don't have time to wonder! Let's get AT them already!" Mantis declares. He was already gearing up his little legs to dart out into the battle, and as much as I felt the need to run and protect our home, I knew that a mindless attack would get us nowhere.

I grab his spindly legs. "Wait. It's not wise to interfere. There is no way that our skills will match up to any of this." The sound of my voice, it worried me. There was a tremor there, a flicker of fear and worry but … Damn if I wasn't slightly awestruck by what I was witnessing.

There was something skating about the air on some kind of hovering board and the other two were crouched on the floor, flying around using something that looked like webs to help project them around.

By this point I had realized that they were battling each other and were not here as a team to take down our land, the two with the webs were fighting against the one on the hover board, it seemed as it was up to us to figure out which side to root for.

"Are they going to ruin our home?" Viper had slithered next to me and I could feel her tail trembling.

"No." I told her with confidence. We wouldn't let that happen. "Those guys… Those… Whatever they are." Not aliens. "They're fighting against the one in the sky, they are giving it all they have. They are defending us."

We watch on, feeling so helpless in this situation and I could tell that we were all collectively wishing for it to end.

And then it does.

One last explosion sends the green creature soaring away up into the clouds and the two heroes fall to the floor.

"Quick!" Viper shouts. "Help them!" We all rush forward and that's when this guy fell into me.

"I'm not sure this one is breathing!" Viper calls out and I look over to her. She was leaning over the other boy, she looked so worried.

"It's fine!" Po shouts, running behind us.

The conversation goes on around me but I can't focus. The destruction of my home crumbling around me was overwhelming, and for what? This man in my lap? Who the hell was he? What did I care for his safety or health? Why would I let someone who has caused pain to my home rest on me?

Something catches my attention.

I look up and Crane is looking at me, Po too.

"Right, Tigress?" Crane repeats himself.

"Oh I…." My mind was elsewhere.

"I was saying if that thing comes back around and sees that these two are just laying on the ground, ready to get snatched up, it could come back and bring even more chaos, if we take them in and clean them up, we are building our defense numbers, right?" Crane had babbled far too many words, I really didn't have a clue what he was trying to say.

I glance back to the man in my lap.

We might be on the same side, but that's only because we couldn't get rid of them, and Crane was right, it would be smarter to keep them on our side for when that villain returns.

The man was badly injured, scars and scrapes all over his face. There was nothing to tell me that keeping him and his partner here was the right or wrong thing, maybe we should be banishing them for causing damage to our land, but I couldn't fight my heart that would refuse to turn away an injured fighter.

We had to help them.

We can give them rest and when they wake, we can question them and find out what their motives are. From there, Shifu will decide what needs to be done.

Once we could be certain that the green creature had left and the skies had cleared of dust we all agreed to help take the two boys to a safe house.

Crane helps me move the boy in my lap and Viper and Po take the boy she had been standing next to.

I'm in a daze as we move through the carnage and stay silent as the rest of the group fuss about in the training hall where the fighters wounds are tended to and Po relays the situation to Shifu.

Shifu, was an understanding and peaceful leader.

"I do not care what trouble they have brought with them, I do not want to hold any judgement. I am determined to treat them as innocent until we have reason not to. That thing is what chased them here, they had no other option. They saved us from harm, that is how I see the situation. They have fought bravely and sent that thing away, I am grateful for them and we shall all be too."

"But how do we know we can trust them?" I can't help but blurt out. Everyone turns to me, eyes wide as if I had said something rude. I didn't want to challenge Shifu but, surely the question was warranted.

"We do not." Shifu responds calmly. "But from what Po has told me about the battle and from what I could see from here, their attacks were aimed solely at the thing that got away, they did not want to cause harm to us, they were protecting themselves. I want us to treat them with the best custom. Understand?"

His logic was what I needed to hear. His beliefs and morals stood strong and I knew everything he was saying was true and correct.

But why did it still feel so damn difficult to accept these two strangers?

I couldn't fight back the unnecessary anger and resentment that was building up for them.

Everyone nods in agreement to Shifu's words and he instructs us to fetch mats and cushions to have them lay on, to make sure they are as comfortable as possible when they wake up.

Once they are laid down Viper stays close to the two of them, checking their temperatures and breathing every chance she could. Her heart was so pure and willing to nurture, it made me feel so cold.

I need to take a moment to myself. I tell Shifu I need some air.

"Take all the time you need." He says and I head through the back, I don't want to be around the front and have to see all the damage. I want to pretend for a moment like this hadn't happened. Like I wasn't now battling with all these ugly feelings inside me.

Why couldn't I be happy and welcoming like the rest of them?

What was wrong with me?

I start to walk, following my nose and letting myself get lost in the few parts of the land that hadn't been ravaged by the battle.

The effects of it were everywhere though. People were already running from their homes with the intent to help clear away the damage and chaos. Everyone wanted to do a noble job and rebuild and help, and yet here I was… Running from it all.

I leave for hours. I don't care if I miss them waking up, in fact I hope I do. I hope I can bare to be away for long enough that the two of them will wake and be in their huts by the time I get back. Shifu had already arranged their accommodation. Everyone was playing their part.

Everyone apart from me.

I end up losing myself in thought, running into dark uncomfortable parts of my mind that I don't realize how dark it has gotten. The stars were twinkling and shining and the air had gotten colder.

I guess this means I should head back.

I can hear them all talking excitedly when I return. It seemed I hadn't been away long enough for the strangers to wake and leave.

"I think this one will be the first to wake up!" I hear Po say. God damn that panda was so naive and childlike, they're usually traits I don't envy but right now… I bet it would be nice to be able to see this situation with a little bit of enthusiasm. "Their suits are so cool, and those face thingies! Damn. I'd look good in one of those."

So childish.

"I like the hand shooters they have, did you see, they were swinging around on them, shooting out white things just like-"

"Spiders." I cut Monkey off as I re-enter the room and everyone turns to look at me.

The atmosphere changes immediately. Wow. I really did ruin their fun didn't I? "They both seem to have harnessed the powers and abilities of spiders to help them fight, but I can't figure out how or why."

They all say nothing and I'm almost annoyed that no one was amazed or even impressed at my discovery. How humans were able to steal powers from animals and use them for themselves, I do not know, it almost felt offensive.

"Look, look! That one's waking up." Po says as the white boy begins to stir.

"Give them some space Po." Shifu tells him. "They're going to be very overwhelmed and disoriented, let's make this is easy as we can for them."

I stay back, arms folding across my chest as I watch the boy who knocked me down sit himself up and drearily look around.

He looked absolutely terrible and I can't imagine the amount of pain he must be in considering the extent of his wounds.

Not that I care.

The sight of us all staring at him expectantly makes him blush and I feel a sharp jolt in my chest.

"Uhh… Hi." He stutters. I glare. He makes an attempt to wave at us but as he lifts his wrist he flinches and his arm spasms.

My chest clenches again.

"I'm not surprised if you are in pain, your partner and you should both rest for a few days. All that damage you took, some of it could be lethal." Shifu says.

"Ahh. Right yeah uhh…" He glances to his friend who was still out beside him. He looks worried, concerned for him. They looked pretty much the same age but the look of guilt in this guy's eyes made me feel like he felt responsible for him in some way.

Viper moves a little closer and with her soft smile she tells him that his friend hasn't woken yet and that they've all been there watching over them.

I tense.

Everyone is the good guy except from me.

The guy nods to Viper and glances down. "What time is it?"

"Quite early in the morning. You've both been out for hours. We wanted you to rest." Shifu says.

"And you've all been here all night?" Peter asks, looking between them.

"Most of us. We've taken shifts."

The boy is humbled. Says he has no idea how he can repay us for our kindness. I scoff silently to myself.

I'm sure I could think of a few ways that involve him leaving and never coming back.

He assures us they aren't villains and I roll my eyes, thankfully everyone ignores my foul behaviour and Shifu tells him we all want to hear their story.

All of us? Really Shifu?

Nothing happens before Viper and Crane disappear and appear again with broth and dumplings for everyone. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I smelled the steam from the bowls.

We all eat together and by the time we have finished the other boy has woken up. I stare at him, take a good hard look but there was nothing about him that made me bitterly mad like the other guy did. Which in turn only makes me more annoyed.

Once everyone has been fed the boys tell their stories. Po is as eager and enthusiastic about it all as ever, calling them heroes which makes the taller one laugh.

Bastard.

I ask his name, it's Peter, and his friend is Miles. They both use the name Spider-Man to conceal their identities.

My mind blanks as Miles tells his story, something about his family and deaths and a whole lot of pointless information I don't care about.

The whole time he talks I can't take my eyes off of Peter. He doesn't meet my eyes, at all, and I'm not surprised. I'm not exactly being hospitable. He's watching Miles talk, he looks… proud of him.

My scowl falters slightly.

Miles tells us how Peter had helped him, took him in, gave him a better life and helped him grieve. It sounded like Peter raised him, he could almost be his master.

Peter refuses the title, says he's just a friend to the kid.

Again, my chest tightens.

Peter seemed so humble, not like a cocky asshole American hero who was blast into our village and destroy our homes.

"Well what about you Peter?" I butt in, impatient to know his side of the story. I want to hear him talk, watch his mouth move around words and to have him explain himself.

I want to know… Everything.

Finally he looks at me and my eyes narrow slightly, a challenge. He smirks. I want to growl.

He's from New York, parents killed, Aunt and Uncle raised him, he was a good student, a few failed relationships.

My fur bristles.

Shit.

I hate him.

I don't care about his stupid love stories. I want to know why he is here in my village. "So what about these powers of yours? You're not ACTUALLY a spider, are you? You just dress like one. Put on these silly masks and clothes and play dress up?"

"Tigress!" Shifu looks at me with a look that says I should be embarrassed with myself. I'm not. "We must respect warriors of all backgrounds. Please, be polite."

I roll my eyes and Peter smiles at me in a smug, wicked way.

"She's fine. I get it. We aren't like you guys. We weren't born like this, you're right. It all started with me. Some nasty spider bite that became contaminated with radiation at a tech show. Real fancy, smart guy stuff." He's taunting me. I know he is. My claws flex. I want to tear him apart.

He looks away from me, addresses Shifu who was so fascinated with the spider boy.

Shifu calls Peter fascinating. "Sounds like a bunch of fairy tails to me." I scorn. I've had enough. I don't want to hear anymore about how amazing Peter Parker is.

Point of View: Peter Parker

She leaves the room and I can't help but chuckle to myself. I have no idea what her problem is but I'm not scared or intimidated by some fiery kitty.

Maybe it's the medication I've been given, but the whole situation felt damn funny to me. She couldn't keep her eyes off of me, she was staring at me like she wanted to devour me and yet, it didn't feel like hate.

Ha.

Whatever what it was, she couldn't handle her own little emotions and Shifu apologizes for her.

"It's okay." I tell him and watch the door, the last place I saw her, for just one more moment.

"Well that seems like enough fuss and fun for one day, don't you think? Peter, I'll be happy to show you to where you are staying."

Shifu's words push away all thoughts of that grumpy cat and I'm silent for a moment.

"Oh… You mean… You'll let us stay?"

"Of course. Your stories are powerful and there is no denying that you are both fighting for good. We will be honored to have you stay here with us while you recover, and should any more danger be brought to us, we will all stand by you and help you fight."

I can't put a word to the amount of relief I felt. I really didn't know what me and Miles would have had to do if Shifu had refused us a place to stay.

Which of course he would have had full right to do.

We did destroy their damn village.

"Thank you. I promise, you won't regret this." My heart is pounding so quickly, hammering even, I felt the need to get on my knees and thank all of them, beg them not to change their mind.

That definitely was the drugs.

"We already have some spaces set up for you in the huts just down the way, if you'd like to follow me, I can show you."

I can't find the words and before I can even try Po is jumping in.

"Oh! Oh! Can I do it Shifu! Can I show Peter where he's staying? There's so much I wanna ask about spiders and this New York place! Please, please!"

I chuckle and rub my head. He reminded me a lot of Miles, so enthusiastic and curious about everything.

"Very well." Shifu chuckles. "But be mindful that these heroes have had a long day and have suffered in this battle. There will be plenty of time to ask questions and things later."

"Okay! Okay! Thank you Shifu." Po gleams and gestures for me to follow him.

I'm sure a few questions won't tire me out too much.

"Thank you again for letting us stay, I promise we won't cause you any more damage to the village." I tell Shifu and start to move myself out of the blankets around me.

"That's quite alright. Now, go. Get some rest Spider-Man."

I bow my head and very carefully stand myself up.

Damn I'd never felt pain like this before. I wince and feel it course throughout my whole body and grab for the crutches that were resting against the wall.

Seems standing up and walking put a lot more strain on my body than just laying around and eating dumplings.

Somehow I make it to the little hut that had been set up for me. The walk wasn't that long, and even though Po was relentless with his questions, they really didn't bother me that much.

It's just part of the job right? Please the public, talk about the fights and battles and answer questions and tell people everything they wanted to know about me.

As we walk I hear Miles behind me and throw a glance over my shoulder at him. He looked bad, but not as tired as I might expect. There was something in his eyes as he was talking to Viper… Heh. Good for him. Kid deserves something nice.

Po says his goodnights to me and rambles something about wanting me to show him how to shoot webs and climb walls.

I agreed, did the hero thing and thanked him for his hospitality, for all of their hospitality.

As soon as I got into the hut by myself, door closed, world shut out, I fell down hard on the bed and felt every muscle in my body sigh. The silence in the room was deafening but also blissful.

How I got myself into bed, I don't know. I found a bottle of pills on the nightstand and a note from Viper telling me how much I needed to take and what to do if the pain got worse and I needed more. There was a vase and flowers and a fortune cookie.

The sentiment was very sweet but all I wanted to do was sleep.

I lay back, close my eyes and fall asleep before I can think of a single word.

I'm out for almost a day, whatever drugs they gave me worked wonders, I actually wake up feeling slightly refreshed, but when I sit up, there is a surprise waiting for me.

Something I really wasn't expecting.

"Tigress?" The little hell cat was standing at the other end of the room, pouring fresh tea for me. I smirk, and her ears twitch back when I say her name.

"Oh. You're awake."

"Surely that's not the tone you should be using. Aren't you happy to see me?" I'm toying with her and she knows it. Even in my sleepy haze of drugs I can still see that little scowl on her face.

It's kind of cute.

"Don't mess with me spider boy." She glares and I smirk.

"Thanks for the tea." I sit myself up, only a few dull aches in my shoulders and back. "You know I haven't been drinking it right?"

"Well Shifu wanted to make sure it was topped up, just in case you wanted some."

"Awh, and you volunteered to do that?" Her fur prickles.

"We are on a rota."

Sure they are.

I won't mention the few other times I've woken up and also heard her little kitty claws on the floor.

"Thanks." I say again. "I mean it." I notice something in her face, conflict perhaps? My voice is sincere. "Would you like to take a walk with me today?"

That makes her look at me, she's confused and I smile. "Only if you have time. I'd like to stretch my legs and I'd prefer to go alongside someone than end up falling over somewhere." I chuckle and she rolls her eyes. I can see she is trying her best to come up with little quips to say to me.

"What? You're not healed yet? Your little spider body can't take all that damage?"

"Nah. Spider bodies are shit at healing. Great at walking around though."

Her eyes soften slightly meet mine.

"Fine. But I only have an hour spare, I have to help Po make preparations for tomorrow."

"What's tomorrow?"

"Get yourself dressed and I'll tell you."

"Oh, does your bedside manner not extend to helping me get dressed?"

That gets her. Her eyes narrow and she growls.

"Don't push your luck." She spits and storms out.

Truth was, I could have done with the help getting dressed, but I wasn't going to force her, I'm a big boy, I can put on pants and a shirt by myself.

I meet her outside, still on the crutches and she refuses to look at me. "You look a mess." She says as she leads us off towards the ponds.

"Yeah but I feel great." I lie and she shakes her head at me.

She takes me through gardens and greenery that smelled so fresh and clean, nothing in New York was this pure, breathing the air deep into my lungs felt so cleansing, it almost made me feel thankful for the crutches, so that I had to walk slower and really take it all in.

"Your home is beautiful." She doesn't respond. I notice her footsteps, slow and patient beside mine, it makes me smile. "My home is nothing like this, New York, it's a big noisy dirty city, you're lucky to live somewhere like this."

"Not as lucky as you are to be here yourself."

"That I know." I huff a little laugh. She can keep throwing these little comments at me, they're not going to make me any less interested in her.

It's then I remember the kid and my expression falls.

"Hey, mind if I ask something? About my friend?"

"He hasn't woken up yet." My breath catches in my throat. "But Shifu and Viper have been keeping a close eye on him. They say there is nothing to worry about. He should be up and about by tomorrow. At least that's what we all hope."

My brows narrow. "So you gonna tell me what's happening tomorrow or….?"

She tenses. "The thing you were fighting. It has sent us a message. The day after tomorrow he plans to return and settle his score with you once and for all."

My gut twists and my feet won't move. "He's coming back?" Of course he is, and so damn soon. It's so tasteless but I'm not surprised. Of course that bastard wouldn't give any of us time to prepare or heal.

I carry the burden of Goblin and this village around with me for the rest of the day. Tigress continues to walk with me through the ponds and then heads off to help Po with the party preparations.

To think we would all be celebrating the night before that beast was coming back. Celebrating what?

Viper had told me it wasn't a celebration as much as it was a gathering to build everyone's spirits, to enjoy each other's company and be united as a family before we drove off into battle.

I liked the sound of it and when the next evening does come around, everyone is in a festive mood, talking and drinking together.

Miles and Viper were chatting and giggling together, and I'd even managed to get Tigress to sit next to me after a drink or two.

"You don't have to be so bitter towards me by the way." I say to her, leaning over and doing my best to smirk. The alcohol was loosening my body up and for the first time in days I could feel no pain in my body. "We can actually try and be friends." I laugh.

"Oh yeah? And why would I want to be friends with you?" She scoffs, staring directly into my eyes with that naughty little glare of yours. She's trying to be menacing, intimidating and alluring all at the same time, and honestly, it's working.

"Because it's the end of the world tomorrow right? So what do we have to lose?"

She looks highly unimpressed at my remark and her annoyed little face only makes me laugh even more.

"First of all, it's not the end of anything, second of all, don't talk like that as if you are suggesting something more, I'm not interested."

"I have no idea what you mean." I smirk. "I'm merely saying, there is a chance tomorrow that something bad could happen, and so why stop yourself doing anything today or… tonight or… right now, that you might really really want to do?"

Somehow I've ended up leaning close to her, close enough to smell the scent of her fur and see the moment of hesitation in her eyes. There is a tension building between us, it's been there for days, ever since I fell into her lap and I know she wants to ignore it completely but damn, if I'm going to be here with her for one more night, with all of this alcohol and delicious food and who knows how many private rooms, I know exactly what I want to do with her.

"Come on. No one needs to know, we can be quick." I take a chance, whispering into her ear and my words tremble down her spine. She shudders and makes the tiniest little noise.

"Okay fine…"

I take her paw and we leave the room, no one realizes and even if they had, it wouldn't have stopped me. I wanted her, needed her, and nothing would get in my way.

"We need to find a room… bedroom or something." I say quickly as we step away from the group.

"Anywhere with a surface will do." Tigress mutters back eagerly and I snort.

"Well you're suddenly into the idea." I tease. We round a corner, and bump into some old guy who was delivering more booze and scoot past him as quickly as possible.

The next door we push on opens and Tigress pulls me inside.

As soon as the door is closed her paws are on me and backing me against the wall.

"Wow, really, where is all of this fire coming from? I really didn't think you were interested."

"Shut up, stop wasting time, kiss me." She orders and pulls my shirt off. I don't need to be told twice.

"You know we could get caught."

"I know."

"You know the others will start to wonder where we are." I tease a little. There is a look of determined persistence in her eyes that I haven't seen before. It's beautiful.

"I know." She growls and I smirk. Clearly she just wants this over and done with, and as much as I'd love to spend the whole damn night ravishing her body, I know we have a limited amount of time.

"You know you're really cute when you're annoyed." I smile cheekily at her and she throws me a glare before pulling me into another heavy kiss.

"You're more trouble than you're worth Spider-Man." She says in a delicious growl, lips against mine and I push her back against the wall.

"One night of trouble before the end of the world? Can't be the worst idea can it?"

We kiss, hungry and desperate for each other and every time her hips buck forward against mine I feel her growl at herself, poor little kitty. I chuckle and she kisses me, bites at my lips, forces her tongue into my mouth to gain some power in the situation and I let her throw me down on the bed.

She's stripping herself and as quickly as I can I shove my pants off and get my hand on my dick.

I wish I could take my time with her, I really do, but hey, the life for a hero was never convenient was it? And if a hot and heavy session with her is all I can have, I won't complain.

My hand is on my dick, watching her get naked and exposing her fur and body to me, putting on a show so I can get myself fully hard and twitching for her.

She throws her legs over either side of my waist. "I'm wet." My dick twitches. "I'm ready." She looks down at my dick and a devilish smile creeps onto her lips as she lowers herself onto me.

She buries my cock deep inside her furry pussy and I groan loudly and throw my head back, already she feels fucking heavenly, dripping on me as I start thrusting into her. My hands hold her hips, steadying her on me and her eyes lock onto mine.

She doesn't look away for a damn moment as she bounces up and down on me the little minx. Her body is so sleek, so sultry and she is taking my dick so well.

"Hurry up." She mumbles, glancing behind to the door a few times. I can tell she is talking quietly on purpose, if she says anymore she's bound to start moaning for me.

God I want to hear her moan for me. How the fuck do I get her moaning for me?

I glance down and see her glistening slick coat my dick.

Got it.

It sit up and push her off me. "Get on your knees. On the floor." I sound forceful, I hope she won't mind, but the twinkle in her eye tells me she's more than ready to have a mouthful of my cock.

"You're dirty Spider-Man." She smirks and lowers to the floor and I sit towards the edge of the bed.

"Open your pretty little mouth." She does and her whiskers twitch as I push between her lips. I groan loudly for her and put my hand on the back of her head. I don't have to be rough, she wanted me to rush but I was already pretty close and when she starts lapping with her little kitty tongue and sucking hard on me, I can feel myself quickly needing to cum.

I moan for her and she hums on my dick, every noise of hers getting wetter and wetter as I keep hitting the back of her throat. A few more thrusts and she's gagging and drooling around him and I pull back, worried, I don't want her to go too far, I don't need her to.

She pulls back herself and crawls on top of me, for a second I think I've fucked it but if that was true surely she wouldn't be hovering her pussy above my face.

"If you're going to do that… You better repay the favor." She tells me and lowers her pussy onto my mouth.

God fucking damn I thought she couldn't get any sexier.

She humps my face, grinding down on me and drenches my lips and chin in her sweet kitty fluids and finally I get to hear some of her moans.

Well, a lot of her moans.

As I flick my tongue into her over and over again she places her hands on the sheets in front of her and pushes back roughly against my mouth as she forces me to drink down her orgasm as she moans out loudly and cums all over my tongue and face.

And not just moans, no no, this little pussy cat is whining and needy for me, growling low and long as she rides my face and eventually falls down next to me, panting at the ceiling and I watch her, pretty fucking enamoured.

"You're perfect." I say to her with a smile. I meant it. Having her fuck my face like that had only left my dick aching and needing her even more. I kiss her lips and slip my dick back inside of her, making her squeak and mewl and I chuckle at her.

"Just enjoy it. I won't be long." I tell her as she writhes around in pleasure from her orgasm and the feeling of me spreading her open with my dick again.

The expression on her face is so perfect, she looks thoroughly fucked out and once I've filled her full of my own hot cum and grunted her name, she looks giddy enough to pass out.

Good. I'm glad I've given her a reason to feel happy.

I milk myself empty inside of her and once my balls are aching and drained I lay beside her.

It was the first time the room had been silent since we got in it and we can hear the distant hum of the party down the hall.

For some reason I couldn't think of anything to say. It had happened so quickly, it was almost too hard to know if it had been real or not.

I guess it was exactly what we had both needed, and in the silence Tigress moves her paw close to my hand and we hold onto each other.

"We should join the rest of them…" I say, though moving away from her was the last thing I wanted to do right now.

"Yeah but… Just a moment…" She says quietly and moves closer to me, resting her head against my chest.

Point of View: Master Tigress

If only I could have one more moment with him.

That is all I want, just another chance to speak to him and hear his voice. To tell him… Thank you…

But I guess that's the thing about death, you never know and you're never prepared.

The past few days have been an absolute blur of pain and hurt. I can think back to Po's party, to laying in bed with Peter and the whirlwind that followed, but now, it seemed like there was no life before him. Everything I am has revolved around him since he's been here and now he's not… I'm forgetting what my life is.

Po's party had worked, our spirits had been lifted and we were motivated and driven to take on The Goblin the following day.

Because he did come and he brought even more pain and chaos than ever before. But we were ready for him, at least, we thought we were.

Peter had told all of us to stay back and keep our distance from the main fight, he didn't want to come across harsh but as he explained, if any of us step in there's a chance we will only be in their way.

The Goblin had been relentless with his attacks, firing and shooting at whatever came into his sight and it was so damn frustrating to merely stand back and watch him try and cause more and more damage to our home, but Miles and Peter were on top of their game and evaded every attack they could.

It actually felt like we might have a chance. Watching Peter gave me such a sense of pride and confidence but it could only last for so long.

The Goblin brought out his full tech and started firing quicker and the boys were struggling to dodge.

Every time Peter hit the floor, my heart sank and my stomach twisted and each time he fell he was slower and slower standing up. The ending felt inevitable.

There is another blast and Peter's mask flies from his face, exposing his skin and his suit hangs in tatters from his limbs along with his web shooters. Miles was in the same state, dragging himself from the ground and running back to send another attack to The Goblin.

But The Goblin wasn't focussing on the boys anymore and as mine and his eyes meet I feel fear like never before.

He had seen every worried glance that Peter had thrown at me and knew that I would be the perfect trap, and that there was only one way Peter would react.

It had all been so quick.

The blast was coming straight for me and I did my best to move out of the way, push the others away but Peter's movements distracted me, it couldn't have lasted more than two seconds but him throwing his body in front of mine happened before my eyes for minutes.

"Peter no!" I scream and his lifeless body hits the floor.

Everything around me slowed, silenced, all that I could focus on was the dying man at my feet. I scream, wail and cry on my knees as I watch his skin burn and peel and his lungs struggle to function.

I take him in my arms and the rest… is forgotten.

(A few days later)

Now it's days later and I am at his funeral. People are coming up to me and telling me things I don't care about, apologizing and sympathizing but I want them all to go away, I don't want to be here, I don't want to mourn for him in public. I want my privacy.

I am forced to sit through the ceremony but once it's over I get myself away from everyone else as quickly as I can and find a quiet room to sit in. I hadn't spoken to anyone all day and yet I felt exhausted from being around so many people. I needed a moment to myself to keep my composure and make sure I didn't start crying.

I am only alone for a few minutes before there is a knock and a large black and white head pokes itself around the door.

"Umm. Tigress."

I jeep my head low as Po walks in and rub my eyes. "What do you want Po?" I hear my voice and it sounds harsh and standoffish, but I'm at a funeral I don't want to be at for a man I didn't want to love, surely I'm allowed to be a little bitter.

Po shrinks away from me and I swallow.

"Sorry Po. … What is it?"

"I have something from you." He says, and I see a wooden box clutched in his paws. "It's… umm… Shifu found it and… Said that, it was probably best that you have it."

What the hell would I want with a box? "No thanks." I still can't look at him properly, my voice is still shaking and I know if I say much more I'll break. I wish he'd just leave.

"Tigress, please, just open it, it's important."

I can't help it. I snap. "It's just a box Po! There isn't going to be anything in there that will make any of this easier, or bring him BACK! I don't care what it is, I don't need it! He's gone so what is a BOX going to do?!"

My anger spills over and sends tears running down my cheeks and before I know what's happening, Po's big furry arms are wrapped around me. "What are you doing?" I ask, smothered into his fur and spluttering ugly tears over him.

He doesn't say anything, just holds me tighter. The warmth from his fur settles me, I can't deny it and I inhale for a moment, holding my breath as I wrap my arms around him and something that sounds a lot like a sob chokes in my throat.

Po says something annoying and comforting and I nod just to hush him up. I take a step away from him, exhale, and glance at the box.

"Thank you Po." I murmur and he leaves the room.

I wait a few seconds after he has left to make sure I am alone and sit myself down in a chair and bring the box into my lap.

If this had been sent by anyone else I would have given it back, but even in a time like this I would respect and trust Shifu's wishes. I slide the lid back and see the tatters and shreds of yellow and black armor inside.

My throat tightens.

This is all I have left of him.

His suit, his broken mask and web shooters.

Hot tears roll over my cheeks and I raise my head. There is no use in crying. Peter had been strong for all of us, literally sacrificed himself for us and it would be an insult to his honor to sit alone in a room at his funeral crying.

I put my paw into the box for a moment, clutching the material and feeling my heart swell and my body shake as I yearn for him, and then I stand, sniff, put the lid back across the box and tuck it under my arm as I head outside where everyone else was gathered.

I could be strong for him. I didn't need to hide.

Outside the warriors and Shifu were quietly talking to one another, everyone was standing together.

Everyone except Miles. He was resting away from the others and staring into the pool of water sat beneath the trees that were surrounding us.

I hadn't spoken to him much while he had been here, I knew he had become quite close with Viper but otherwise, I really didn't know much about him.

Well, I knew he was close to Peter, we were the only ones here who were feeling real pain from his loss. I can't imagine the weight of responsibility Miles is taking back to New York with him, how he is going to have to tell everyone Peter knows what happened, and how he will have to assume the role of Spider-Man by himself.

My throat prickles and I clutch the box under my arm tighter.

Miles may want to be by himself, but I felt something compelling me to approach him and check on him, some will from somewhere far beyond my grasp.

The will of a master wanting to protect his student.

In that moment a gentle breeze passes through the trees over Miles' head and I see an image form and a mystic power swirl and take shape in front of the kid.

Again, my breath catches in my throat.

I see Peter's features, the shape of his body, his aura appear. He looks happy, tired, but happy.

Miles stand opened mouth and shocked at the sight of Peter's energy and I move myself closer to him.

"It's his spirit." I tell him, talking gently as I approach behind him, not wanting to startle him any more. I clutch the box tightly in my paws and Peter looks to me with a smile.

It's impossible to breathe. I know I am looking at the man I love for the very last time and I can't think of what to do. How am I supposed to end this when it has barely begun?

He steps to me and gently kisses me and I feel the warm sensations from his lips and a soft huff of a breeze feeling like his breath graze over my cheeks as tears fall over my face. "Oh Peter." I whisper to him.

"It's okay. I'm where I'm meant to be. Thank you." He whispers back and I try and reach out for him but he has moved away, turning to Miles and smiling at him.

I can't find my voice but I feel peace within my heart. I watch as another form appears beside Peter and they fade away together, but not before Peter throws a final glance behind him to me and his best friend.

Another gentle wind blows his figure away and Miles looks back to me, pain pinching his features and I give him a half smile.

"He's where he is meant to be." I say and Miles bows his head. "Be proud kid, you had an amazing master." I turn away, leave him to it. I'm not one for comfort or guidance.

I pass the others and make an excuse to head back to rest.

I think back to accusing Peter of playing heroes and villains like a fairy tale and scoff at myself. Little did I know what a tragic love story he would give to me.

But I know, I'm happy.

I'm happy I loved Peter Parker.

Wow. what a story, but of course, it's in the Point of View of Peter and Tigress, how they ended up falling in love, and how the death of Peter Parker affected both Miles Morales and Master Tigress (This will be very important in the next story or short). For the next story, it will be the same story or plot, but this time it will be in the Point of View of either Miles Morales or Master Viper.

Please read and review the story and thank you for reading. I will see you next time. God Bless you all.