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A/N: This is it my readers! This is the last chapter! I am so thankful for all of your support and alerts and reviews and favorites and follows! I'm sad to say it, but, alas, all good things must come to an end :(
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Tony walked up to Garth. He didn't have his suit on. "Stark, are you crazy?!" yelled Natasha through the earpiece. "Get away from there!"
"No, I have an idea."
"He'll probably kill you!"
"No, he'll take me as a hostage. I'm valuable."
"YOU ARE-how do you Midgardians say it? NUTS!" yelled Thor.
"Trust me."
"What do you want?" snapped Garth.
"A trade. You release two teachers and the principle, and you can have me."
"STARK!" yelled Steve.
Garth thought the deal over. "Alright then." He gestured to one of his partners. "Search him." They took away his earpiece and found the gun in his shoe. Garth smirked and jabbed him in the back with the gun.
They went down the hall, heading passed the classrooms. Garth opened the door to Mr. Madrid's room. Tony stepped inside and Sam looked up. Her eyes got wide. He ran to her and pulled her into a hug. The class whispered. "Quiet! Get down!" They sat down on the ground.
"Are you crazy?" hissed Sam. "What do you plan on doing now?"
"Trust me."
"You're an idiot."
"Trust me!"
"I don't think I can do that anymore."
"Suit." Sam looked confused, then looked down at her wrist. SUIT! They hadn't taken away her bracelet! But should she do this? She thought for a moment, then glanced at her backpack. Spider-girl hadn't gotten much time to shine.
"Um…excuse me?" said Sam. Garth glared at her. "I have to go to the bathroom." The class looked at her like she was committing suicide. Garth sighed. "Fine. Follow me."
"Actually, I need my backpack. There's some things I'll need." Garth rolled his eyes and grabbed her backpack and started rummaging through it. He muttered something that sounded like 'Women'. He threw her backpack at her and motioned for her to come.
Sam stood and went down the hallway. She opened the door to the bathroom and went into one of the stalls. She opened a hidden pocket at the bottom of her backpack and took out her Spider-girl suit. She slipped into it and put the mask over her face, then attached her webshooters. She looked around and saw a way into the vents. Her Clint kicked in and she climbed up into the ducts.
She looked down through a panel and saw Garth standing there. She felt the urge to knock him unconscious, but resisted it. She crawled through the ceiling until finding an exit. She kicked out the vent and looked around. Sam saw the team.
"Hey!" she called. They all turned to face her. "I have a way in!"
"Spider-girl?" wondered Captain America. "How'd you-never mind. If they see you they'll kill the hostages!"
"Well what are we suppose to do, sit around and watch them die anyway? Come on!" She turned back into the vents and began to crawl away. Hawkeye and Black Widow followed her, being the only ones being able to fit through the ducts. "So who are you?" asked Clint.
"I have the mask for a reason." Sam looked down through a vent and saw an empty hallway. She pulled the vent out and set it aside. She slowly descended by a web and saw Jason. Apparently it wasn't empty after all. He had her back to her and hadn't heard a thing. Sam gave out a silent sigh. She tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and Sam webbed his mouth shut and jumped down at him. She grabbed his gun and used it to hit him in the face. His nose was bleeding and his wrist looked broken. She webbed him against the wall and motioned for the other two to come down.
The pair of assassins, unable to see anything that had been going on, came down and looked mildly surprised. "You did it pretty well for a newbie," said Clint.
"I'll take that as a complement." She handed the gun to Natasha, who strapped it onto her belt along with the other seven (not including the ones hidden everywhere else on her body).
"How old are you?" asked Natasha, looking up and down at Sam, who, after the serum, was only a few inches shorter than her, but shorter nonetheless.
"Old enough." Spider-girl walked down the hall and peered around the corner. The coast was clear. She headed down the hall and opened the doors to the front. Steve, Thor, and Bruce hurried into the school. They turned the corner and saw Derrick. Bruce grew and turned green. The Hulk let out a roar and picked him up.
"You keep children. You bad person!" He held him against the wall and Spider-girl webbed his left hand to the wall. The Hulk let go and he was dangling. Derrick tried undoing the webs but she stuck his right hand to the wall too. Then his feet. Feeling pleased with herself, she stuck his mouth closed.
The Hulk turned to Spider-girl. "You not team. Who are you?"
"You're right, I'm not a member of this team, but I am a hero too. I'm Spider-girl."
"You spider too?" She nodded. "You save people?"
"Yes."
"You good?"
"Uh huh," said Sam, nodding her head. The Hulk grinned. "Now let go kick some prisoner butt!" She turned and went towards the bathrooms. "Now when I was climbing through the vents I saw the leader escort a girl to the bathroom. He's probably there still."
Sam rounded a corner and came face to face with Garth. He scowled and gunshots rang. Spider-girl jumped, ducked, and flipped, avoiding every bullet. Steve jumped in front of her and used his shield to…well…shield her. "I can take care of myself you know," Spider-girl said.
The Hulk reached at Garth and Garth shot him in the arm. Hulk roared, and backed off a little. Tony ran out of the room. "Tony!" yelled Steve. He tossed him a silver metal briefcase. Tony opened it and stepped into some metal boots, then his suit began to assemble itself. Sam felt her spider-sense tingle, and she jumped out of the way as a bullet whizzed past her head. Derrick had gotten out of the webs. Spider-girl mentally slapped herself. She had her webbing set on low.
She and Derrick were having a web and bullet battle while Black Widow and Garth were having their bullet bullet showdown. Spider-girl jumped out of the way of one bullet, but it led her into the path of another, hitting her in the side. She yelled feel to the ground. Pain rippled through the nerves in her side. Both Derrick and Garth saw the opportunity, and pointed their guns at her. Steve tackled Garth, and Thor took care of Derrick. Both the guns shot, but missing the intended target. Instead it hit Sam in the calf and the arm. She yelled again.
"Take those two to the police and answer any questions they may have!" yelled Tony, lowering his helmet. "Get some SHIELD doctors! I'll take care of her for now!" Bruce shrank back down and the five of them ran out. Tony's suit disassembled itself into the briefcase again.
He ripped off part of his shirt and applied it to the wounds, putting pressure on it. Sam hacked and coughed. "I don't think you'd want me to remove your mask huh." She didn't answer. He pulled up a bit of her mask and felt for a pulse, which was a positive. He sighed in relief. Sam started shaking.
"W-What happened?" she asked.
"You're perfectly fine."
Spider-girl tried to sit up but Tony forced her back down. "I-I'm bleeding aren't I?" She looked at her hand, which was covered in blood from holding onto the wound. "HOLY COW, I WAS SHOT!"
"Hold still, you're fine." Man he hated shock victims. Sam started hyperventilating. "You're okay. It's fine, just lie still." Sam tried to roll over, but Tony forced her down. Her head drooped and she went unconscious. He checked her pulse again, which had increased rapidly, then stopped.
Crud.
Her chest wasn't moving, so he started doing compressions. Her pulse started moving again, which made Tony gave out a sigh of relief. She coughed some more. "I-Have-hard-breathe." Sam coughed and went stiff. Tony got the message.
Her mask was making it harder to breath. It covered up her mouth and nose. Tony hesitated, then took off her mask. He gasped. Sam looked up at him and gave a small smile.
"When I said your suit I meant your metal one that can resist bullets!"
"I knew you'd say that," she whispered, falling into a void of darkness.
A/N: The…End…HAHA! Gotcha! There's gonna be an epilogue. :)
