Chapter 9
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Peter was in the middle of The Training Room floor with Tony and Steve behind him, Bucky to his right, Sam to his left, and Thor and Clint were in front of him.
Thor hefted Mjönir off of his shoulder.
Peter dipped his chin and shook his head, hiding his grin as the hammer went hurtling past his left shoulder and an arrow from Clint's bow went zooming past his head on his right side. He had twisted and jumped and tucked in such a way that both projectiles from the front missed and a third projectile from behind missed as Captain America's Shield went twanging past him around where his legs would have been if his feet hadn't left the ground in his aerial maneuver. A blast from Stark's gauntlets missed Peter's air bound right hip by millimeters and Red Wing flew into Clint's arrow as both missed where Peter's head had just been.
Peter was sticking to the ceiling above the exact spot he had been standing in, then he detached and landed, perfectly poised, as if he hadn't even moved at all while ignoring the litter of the weapons laying around where he had stood and the scorch mark on the wall where the blast from the gauntlet had gone past where Peter had been and into the wall in front of him.
"Okay.. Spider-Boy can do gymnastics and actually stick to the ceiling without his suit.." Tony Stark drawled in a taunting tone "But it's gonna take more than a couple of small time party tricks to beat us, kid."
"I'm thinking you're actually starting to be more worried about how much more you're all going to need to be able to beat me." Peter quipped back.
"Child sure can run his mouth, can't he?" Sam asked.
"I say he's trying to write checks his body can't cash and he's gonna catch an ass whoopin waving that ego around the way he is like he thinks he's big and bad." Tony's frustrated voice replied.
"Are you going to stand there talking all day?... Or?.." Peter waved to the empty air around him in a gesture that implied he was still waiting for them to "bring it on"..
"Kid really wants to get his ass kicked doesn't he?" Bucky said with a huff of laughter "Kind of reminds me of you when you were still just a runty little punk, Steve."
"Enough talking. Time to take him down a few pegs." Steve's annoyed voice said with determination.
Steve dove for his shield and rolled as he snatched it up, and threw it at where Peter was standing.
Peter jumped and rolled backwards grabbing the hammer that was resting on the floor from their previous failed attack. The hammer and shield collided with a gonging noise before the airborne shield that had missed Peter as he had dodged it and it could have hit anyone in the group of spectators that had decided to sit the Training Session out.
Peter stood where had jumped and flipped back in front of the shield to protect the trio that weren't participating, he stood there still holding the hammer.
"What the hell?! You could have decapitated someone!" Peter yelled angrily as the shield had gone sideways like a Frisbee and the edges could cut through a person if the shield was thrown hard enough. Peter had stopped the motion of the shield with the hammer instead of his hands or body specifically because of that reason because despite being able to stop a speeding bus, that buss wasn't shaped like a disk with edge that could become a weapon if moving fast enough he wasn't going to risk being severely injured or killed if he could help it.
"You picked up Mjönir." Thor said in an awestruck voice.
"Sorry I grabbed it without asking first. But, I kind of had to. If I hadn't, someone could have wound up really hurt or worse." Peter replied unsure of why everyone in The Training Room had suddenly gone so still and so quiet.
"Do you even know what you just did?" Bruce asked standing up from the small set of bleachers in The Training Room.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do anything wrong. It all just happened so fast. I'm sorry." Peter said as he shrunk in on himself and started slowly backing out of the room until he got to the door and then made a mad dash for his room.