Woah I can't believe I actually have followers! Thanks you guys. So for the first fe chapters everythng will probably be from Peter's point of view but then it'll spread th third person and possibly someone else's point of view. Anyways I don't own anything and here my chapter. Hope it's okay.
Thor's mighty hammer. It's said only the worthy could carry it, clearly the replica had low standards. It was lighter than I could ever expect, if it wasn't for the electricity I could feel twitching between my fingers, I could have sworn it was nothing but styrofoam. When Thor number two had thrown it straight at me my spider sense went crazy, every instinct telling me to duck, to move. As it hurdled towards me I didn't run, instead I reached out and snatched it from the air.
For once it seems like luck was on my side because if it was anything like the real hammer odds are it would have ripped my arm out of it's socket. G-d the power. I wonder how much power the real one had hidden within it. Don't think about the blood staining your suit. The blood that isn't yours. That feels sticky and warm. Don't think about hammer, keep your thoughts on the hammer.
The power. It makes you feel invincible. You could take on the world and come out without a single scratch. It makes you feel so alive, like your whole life you've been running on reserved power but now, now you were fully charged. Nevermind that Aunt May is gone. That when the fight is done you'll be alone again. Always alone. Think about the battle happening right now. Focus. Everything else can wait. Don't think about the smell of burnt skin, coming from the Black Widow,or the dent in Hawkeye's head both caused by the hammer. The hammer you are wielding. They're not real. These are aliens. They're the reason Aunt May is gone. Why the last person who cared for you is gone. They're the threat. You need to protect the innocent. They're not real. Right? Right.