DannyMay 2020, Day Thirteen

Un"Lucky"

Peter Parker had bad luck, to say the least. Every good thing that came to his life brought twice bad stuff. 'Got spider-powers, came super enemies; started training with S.H.I.E.L.D., now HYDRA targeted him! When he needed to be a hero, Flash was ready to put him on a locker; when he wanted to be with his friends, he needed to be a hero! It was like if he had a bad luck shadow on him!

Spider-Man swung from building to building, it had been a busy day: robberies, car accidents, super villains, etc, etc, etc. Just another endless day on New York; when something black, white and glowing on the corner of his eye catched his atention.

"Wow, long time without seeing him." He said, and decided to approach him, redirecting himself and getting next to the flying glowing teen. "Hey, Phantom! What brings you to my humble city this time? Ghostly issues? Visiting your friendly aracnid neighbour? You finally accepted S.H.I.E.L.D.'s offer?" Danny smiled at him, and a cold mist escaped his lips. "Ghostly issues. And here I was thinking you would be joining us for training." Peter said with a dramatical sigh.

"Sorry. A natural portal opened around here and a few ghosts crossed it." He explained, taking out his Fenton thermos and pointing at it. "I've catched almost all of them, but my ghost-sense keeps going off!" He sighed tiredly.

"Wow, that's bad, maybe I'll be able of– WOW!" Suddenly, the Spider Web in which he was swinging came undone and the aracnid hero started to fall.

"Whoa! 'Gotcha! What's the matter?" Asked Phantom, taking hold of Spiderman in middair.

"Ugh! My spider-web is over and I have no reserves! Could you take me to the Helicarrier?"

"Sure, no prob'… I'm not gonna let you hanging."

"Ok, that was a good one."

They flew in a friendly silence, until Danny perked up "So, you don't seem to have very good luck…"

"You don't say. I have the worst luck ever! It's like a rainy day over a storm on a Friday 13th, with dropped salt everywhere, black cats, and broken mirrors!"

"Hehe, yeah, I can relate. But… how has it been recently… like, worst?"

Something inside Peter –not quite his spider-sense, but something…– told him that this headed the wrong way. "Yeah… sorta, it gets really annoying… why do you ask?"

Danny sighed, and put Spidey down on a high building's rooftop, and backed away enough to look at him in the eyes.

"Sorry, man, you're not gonna like this, but it's for the best, I promise."

And without a second warning, Phantom entered Peter… and it was horrible.

Spider-Man felt how he slowly lost control of his body, his limbs going numb and his consciousness barely not-fading. Then, a pull inside him, like a knot on his stomach he didn't notice he had being dragged out of him; and he was finally released.

"What is that?!" He asked Phantom now that he was… out, with alarm on his voice, looking at the… shadow that was now fighting the ghost boy, trying to engulf him.

"It's a… bad luck… shadow!" Danny shot an ecto-blast and the dark creature retreated, giving him enough room to open his thermos, point it at the shadow and suck it into it. "It is what was giving you the extra bad-luck. I wondered why it wasn't with Jhonny and Kitty…" He looked at his aracnid friend, who was giving him –he supossed– a shocked expression. "I'm, uhm, I'm sorry, I–"

"Don't do that again." Peter cut in. "Just… don't do that."

"Yeah, sorry, I–"

"Hey, Spidey! What are you doing? Are you stuck or something?"

"Nova! I was talking to–" Peter turned from Phantom to acknowledge his teammate, and when he looked back, the ghost boy was gone. "I hate it when he does that… nevermind. Care to give me a ride?"

But Peter did notice, when his days got back into his usual level of bad luck after his encounter with the snowy-haired ghost. A bad luck shadow, hum. It sounded like something that could happen to him.