Chapter 8

Guess who has two thumbs has their laptop back after months and is slightly less depressed so they can now write? This girl!

Peter's muscles were starting to hurt. As he moved his arm back to strike a punch at the next robot his biceps flared up. He was breathing heavily with exhaustion as he had been fighting for hours and hadn't had a proper meal in a while.

He noticed that Steve was also slowing down a little bit, but he was still beating up the robots and making it look easy.

"Let's drive 'em towards the centre of the city and then all of the team can fight them together," Steve suggested.

"Sounds good," Peter replied back with a grunt.

Pushing the robots toward the centre of the city wasn't that hard as the robot population was gradually slowing down. Peter was loving fighting with his pops because it gave me a sense of worth with his family. Everyone was so strong and, well, super. Peter had always been the part of the family who wasn't anything special. But now he was and it felt damn good. He was actually doing something with his life instead of just sitting there all day figuring out math problems. Peter was a somebody and he felt great. Sure being a hero had its downfalls, like almost dying every second but if he died, at least he was dying as a good person who saved people.

"Looks like they're dying down," Steve told him and Peter was pulled out of his thoughts.

Steve was right. They were and there was only a few dozen flying around them. Soon enough there was only one left coming and it was coming towards Peter. Peter webbed it and flung it towards Steve who threw his shield and cut the robot in half.

Peter bent down and grabbed his knees, breathing heavily. He felt his pop's hand slump down on his shoulder. He stood back up and took off his mask to look properly at Steve. Steve took his helmet off and hugged him and Peter hugged back. He smiled as he was embraced in Steve's warm body. They broke apart and smiled at each other.

"You did good, kid."

Peter laughed. "So did you old man."

"Respect your elders." Steve said in a mock angry tone. "come on, let's go."

Peter and Steve ran together towards the centre of the city.

"Everyone okay?" Steve asked in his com.

Peter heard 'yup and yeahs' chorusing from the Avengers.

"Peter's alright too and we're coming towards the centre of the city. Let's all meet there."

In ten minutes all of the Avengers, including Wanda and Pietro, were all standing in a circle together. Except for one.

"Tony. Where's Tony?" Cap asked.

"Still trying to figure out how to get this city back on the Earth." Everyone heard in their ear.

"Any ideas?"

"Not yet."

"We have to think quick. The next wave is going to hit any minute." Steve said.

"Next wave? Are you serious?" Peter asked in a shocked tone.

"This is Ultron we're talking about. From what we've experienced he'll stop at nothing to kill us. We've got to expect the worst until Ultron is gone for good." Steve told Peter and the rest of the Avengers.

"I might have a way to blow up the city." Everyone heard in their ears from Tony. "That'll keep it from impacting the earth if everyone can just get clear..."

"Tony, please, I want a solution, not an escape plan." Steve pleaded.

"Steve, there is no way we can get everyone off the city," Tony said.

"If Tony can blow up the city then…" Natasha began.

"Not until everyone is safe," Steve said with authority.

"Steve…" Tony began.

"No. I am not leaving this rock." Steve said.

"Neither am I," Peter said. "Dad, I'm sorry but there are a lot of people still in the city. You'll kill a bunch of people."

"Pete, come on there's no math in this." Tony tried to reason.

Peter just sighed, turned his earpiece off and walked away from the group. He knew that if he wasn't going to get off the rock then his dad would never actually blow up it up. The truth was Peter didn't know what he wanted to do, though. He wasn't sure what the smartest option was.

"That was a very noble thing you did, Peter." A thickly accented voice came from behind him.

Peter turned and saw Pietro standing behind him with a small smile on his lips.

"Thanks, but if we're being honest I don't know what I want to do," Peter told him, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I think what you told your dad was the decision you think is best. Don't second guess yourself." Pietro told him.

"Yeah…" Peter trailed off.

"I do not want to make this awkward."

"What? No! It's, um, It's not awkward." Peter said, even though it totally was awkward.

"Your fighting is really good."

"Thanks," Peter said with a smile. "Not so bad yourself."

Peter decided that he liked Pietro. He was a good guy. He could tell that they were going to be good friends in the future.

"I'm sorry about your family. Dad told me earlier. I know how you feel. My real parents were killed in a plane crash back when I was a baby. I was then given to my Aunt May and Uncle Ben. My uncle was shot and killed just a few months after they got me. A few years later my aunt died of a heart attack. I was put up for adoption and when Dad and Pops saw me they apparently 'fell in love with my big doe eyes'." Peter laughed awkwardly. "But I do know how you feel. I know it feels like shit to think about it but I learned that you have to realize that so many other people care about you."

Pietro gave a sad laugh, "Only my sister cares about me."

"Hey, that's not true." Peter nudged Pietro's knee. "I care about you. Clint cares about you, more than he likes to admit, though. And I know for a fact that the rest of the Avengers like you. I've lived with these people for a long time, I can tell when the like or dislike people. You, my friend, they like and they care about you."

Pietro laughed again but with pure happiness glowing off of him. "You really think so?"

"Trust me no one knows these guys better than me." Peter grinned.

Pietro smiled back at him and took a deep breath. "You ready to die on this rock?"

Peter shrugged, "Yeah. There are worse ways to go I guess."

Pietro nodded. "It is a great view." He then suddenly stood up really fast and looked alarmed.

"What? What is it? Is something wrong?" Peter asked worriedly, as he pulled his mask back on and stood up.

"Turn your com back on."

Peter did as he was told and pressed the tiny button on his earpiece. As he was doing it a huge aircraft appeared before him.

"Shield." Peter breathed.

"This is shield?" Pietro asked.

"It's what it's supposed to be," Peter said and he ran towards the rest of the Avengers where separate planes were coming towards them.

"Let's round people up and get them off the city," Steve commanded.

"We've got some more robot's coming." Peter heard agent Hill in his ear. Peter softly smiled when he heard the familiar voice but it was soon gone as he saw robots swarming the air. He started running towards a café, which had several civilians inside it. Peter stopped abruptly when he heard a giant boom coming from the sky above him. He looked up and saw a version of iron man in a black suit.

He laughed in glee as and pressed his hand to his ear with the com, "Uncle Rhodey is here!"

"Hell yeah I am Pete," Rhodey said in his ear.

Peter beamed and began to run again towards the café. He pulled open the door and said, "everyone run towards the lifeboats! We're getting you guys out of here."

People cheered and rushed towards the door as Peter ushered them out.

"You know I saw your face on TV one time when you were unmasked in New York and let me say that is a hard face to forget. God damn you were attractive."

Peter turned around and saw the hooded man again. "Wade right?" The man nodded. "Why do you always choose the worst times to flirt with me?"

"Who said I was flirting?"

"Oh please," Peter said in an irritated tone. "Anyways, I have a girlfriend who I very much like so could you please not?"

"All the good ones are straight." Wade sighed.

"Who said I was straight," Peter said, mocking Wade.

"Bi?"

"Pan. And you're really not my type, sorry."

Wade gasped in a hurt tone. "That hurt Peter, yes I remember your name too."

"Just go to the lifeboats please," Peter begged.

"Fine. But only because you asked so nicely." Wade said and pinched his cheek. Peter batted his hand at Wade's and glared at him.

"Peter I see you got out." A robotic voice came from outside. Peter's spidey senses were going crazy and he turned just in time to web Ultron. But as he had encountered before, Ultron ripped his web apart and stepped towards Peter. Before Peter could do anything Wade stepped in front of him and said, "If you're gonna take him you're gonna have to take me as well."

"Idiot," Peter hissed. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Saving your life," Wade whispered back.

"You realise he really will take you too!" Peter told him.

"Yeah, didn't think about that. We should run."

But before they even moved Ultron's arm snaked around both their waists and Peter felt his feet leave the ground.

"Good job saving my life." Peter spit at Wade, anger boiling up in his stomach. He began squirming, trying to get out of Ultron's grasp.

"If you keep on squirming I'm gonna unsheathe my knife, which I totally have, don't be fooled by my goodie-two-shoes personality…"

"You really don't have that personality."

"AS I WAS SAYING, I'm gonna 'unsheathe my knife' all over your 'spider-eggs'. And by knife, I mean…"

"What is wrong with you!" Peter yelled.

"What? I'm a red-blooded Canadian male! It's friction and junk-biology and spandex grinding all over me. Just please stop your wiggling."

"Would you shut up so I can think!"

"Don't yell at me! It's one of my turn-ons…"

Peter groaned.

"Well aren't you two cute," Ultron said.

"Shut. Up." Peter growled. He pressed his hand against his ear and prayed his parents would answer. "Dad, Pops! Help! Ultron has me!"

"Peter! Hold in there were coming!" Steve said, clearly worried.

"Hello, Captain America!" Wade yelled. "I'm a huge fan, really. When you save my life and everything, think I can have an autograph?"

"Peter, who is that?" Steve asked.

"Jesus Christ Wade can you please just shut up!"

Peter saw a flash of red and gold and grabbed Wade by the hand. "Hold on." He told him.

Peter's dad started to punch Ultron, trying to get him to let go of Peter. And it worked as Ultron got irritated enough to drop Peter and Wade. They started freefalling, still holding hands and Wade was screaming with fear. Peter flung out his free arm and shot a web towards a broken building and swung towards another. He dropped Wade on the roof and flipped onto it himself.

"Nice superhero landing!" Wade said with his hand up for Peter to high five, which Peter reluctantly gave.

"Come on, let's get you to the lifeboats."

LADIES AND GENTELMAN I GIVE YOU CHAPTER 8! Thank you so much for reading! I had so much fun writing this! Tell me what you think in the comments and please favourite! Comments make me happy and encourage me to write :) I love you all and be sure to follow me at buckyandchill on a little website called tumblr.

Also I would just like to say that Civil War was the BEST FUCKING MOVIE I HAVE EVER SEEN. I LOVE PETER SO MUCH IT'S CRAZY. TOM. FUCKING. HOLLAND. THIS BOY WAS THE BEST SPIDER-MAN IN MY OPINION. WHO SOLD THEIR SOUL SO WE COULD HAVE HIM? IT WAS ONE OF YOU WASN'T IT? TOM NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS. #PROTECTTOMHOLLAND2K16

Okay im done bye :)