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Where am I?



 It was the first thought Peter Parker had, as he awoke from unconsciousness.

The young photographer looked around, seeing that he was in a bedroom. It was small, with a dresser, window, and a mirror. The bed was quite comfortable. But then Peter felt a chill, and noticed that the upper half of his Spider-Man outfit was missing, leaving his upper body bare. There was though, a wrap of bandaging over the slashes on his chest, as well as bandaging around his arm and shoulder, where his other injuries were.

Peter was sore, but he still got out of bed. Noting that his web blasters were missing with his along with the other half of his uniform, made contemplate on his escape.

There won't be any quick escapes, that's for sure. Without my web blasters, I can't swing on anything. Well might as well check my surroundings.



 Peter moved to the door, slowly opening it. If anything dangerous were near, his spider sense would tingle. But judging by what he had experienced with the shape shifter, he expected it would be close.

The door led to a hall, which Peter quickly moved through along the ceiling, just in cases someone would pop in. The hall led to some stairs close by.

Peter dropped to the floor, listening if anyone was coming close. There was nothing, so the wall crawler slowly descended the stairs.

The front door, Peter thought triumphantly. But if I'm going to go anywhere, I'll need my web blasters. Or at least a shirt. Peter expected it to be chilly out, and with him being shirtless, there was a chance the cold would slow him down. I don't expect there'd be a large and puffy jacket anywhere, he thought, half hoping it would appear right before him.

"If only I'd been kidnapped in the summer." Peter joked to himself under his breath.

But suddenly he received that feeling that he was so used to.

The tingling of his spider sense.

Peter ducked just as a foot swooped over his head and smashed into the wall next to him.

"Dammit, no one ever tell you when they are going to attack you from behind." Peter joked as he put a little distance between him and his attacker.

But he was now serious.

It was a girl in front of him, probably sixteen or so. She had dark brown hair that fell past her shoulders. There was something else too.

As Peter looked closer, he could see two sharp claw-like objects sticking out from the girl's knuckles. But then, two more shot out from her other hand.

"Are those homemade?" Peter asked, preparing himself as the girl charged at him screaming. He ducked under her flying sidekick. The girl flipped of the wall in mid air, and another claw-like thing protruded out of her foot.

Peter jumped back quickly, but the blade caught a little bit of his arm, tearing through the bandages and leaving a fresh wound. Peter grunted, grabbing his arm.

But the girl simply lunged at Peter again, foot in front this time. The wall crawler ducked, as the girl's foot blade stabbed into the wall. But it was out of the wall in a second, and the girl was already lunging with her knuckled claws.

Peter flipped backwards through the air, landing on the wall. He quickly crawled up and across the ceiling. But to his surprise, the girl easily leapt high in the air. Peter pushed himself sideways, just as the girl stabbed into the ceiling. But the girl hung from the ceiling, and kicked Peter in the back as he dropped toward the floor. The kick caused him to sprawl into a chair, knocking it over.

The girl was instantly on Peter as he jumped to his feet. She missed a roundhouse kick, and a spin back fist as Peter was quickly dodging. But then the girl spun and elbowed Peter in the ribs, with a lot more power than Peter had expected. The web slinger stumbled backwards.

Yep, she certainly broke a few bones with that.

The girl slid out the blade on her other foot, ready to slash at Peter. But then she froze.

Then she started to float.

Peter watched as a redhead stared intently from outside the window, as the girl struggled against whatever it was that was holding her.

Hurry, get out of there!

Peter frowned as someone spoke in his mind. Either way, his enemy was at bay, and he was injured.

What the hell, I can take advice from my conscience! Although, I didn't expect it to sound female, Peter mused, as he quickly made his way to the front door, still clutching his hand to his injury.

"Let me go!!!" The girl screamed as Peter passed her.

"Hey, I'm not doing that." He joked, getting closer to the door. But once again, his spider sense tingled.

Peter jumped back as a pink form of energy pierced the front door. The owner of the weapon moved up toward Peter. She looked a little older than the other girl, with purple hair that was pulled back in a ponytail.

"Sorry but I've over stay my welcome." Peter joked, as he sensed something about to barrel into the door.

A scarlet beam swept the door off its hinges, and into the girl. Peter quickly moved on, escaping outside.

A man with ruby shades stepped in front of him, but not to bar his path.

"Let me guess, you're here to save me. You know, I don't think I've ever played the damsel in distress role, so you'll have to forgive me if I don't do it well."

The man looked at Peter a little confused.

"Just get in the car." The guy ordered after a few seconds.

"No need to tell me twice."

Peter took off, but not very fast. His wound was already bleeding down his arm, and his broken ribs were causing him pain.

Once he made it to a sleek black vehicle, he jumped inside and onto one of the many passenger seats.

The redhead and the ruby shades quickly joined him inside.

The guy started the truck, and pushed on the gas. Peter watched out the window as his surroundings passed by.

"Thanks for helping me back there." Peter answered to the two up front.

"We were just glad to get to you so quickly." The redhead turned around and said. Peter noticed her eyeing his shirtless frame.

I hope you like what you see. I love it when I attract lovely ladies, Red.


 It's Jean, not Red. And I live with plenty of guys who looks just as buff as you do. So don't feel special.



 Peter suddenly gave the redhead a freaked out glance, before she turned back around.

That's the last time I think things when she's around, Peter mused. Then he closed his eyes, and though all the pain and confusion, he tried to relax.

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A/N: Next chapter will probably show if Peter will join the X-men or not. Stay tuned. Suggestions welcomed. Please review.