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“YOU WERE PLANING TO DIE!” Peter screamed.
“It was the only way to stop the accords!” Rose yelled back.
“So you were just going to throw your life away?!”
“I wasn’t throwing it away! I was making a difference!”
Both teens have been going back and forth for the past five minutes.
“Did you even think about how I would feel if you died?” Peter asked.
“...I did.” Rose said. “But if it means one person’s feelings or the world… Then the choice is simple.”
“So my feelings mean nothing to you!”
“You are twisting my words!”
“That’s what you just said!”
“Okay!” Steve stepped in between the two. “I think that is enough.”
Peter move around the Captain. “I need air.” He said, going to the elevator.
Rose huffed and turned to the balcony door. “I need to punch someone.” She said, before a hand grabbed her arm. “Captain, now is really not the time to get on my nerves.”
“Tough.” The man said. “Because we need to talk.” Steve stood tall with a stern look on his face that meant no argument.
“I have given you my answer.” Rose stated. “If you have a problem with that, take it up with someone who cares.”
“You need training.” Steve said, looking down at the teen.
Rose didn’t back down from the stare. She stood tall and looked the man, who was a foot taller than her, right in the eye. “You have nothing to teach me, Captain.” She said, pulling her arm away. “Now, if you will excuse me, I will be taking my leave.”
“Friday, lock the door.” Tony ordered as the teen was going to open the door.
The girl looked at the genius that sent a shiver down the man’s spine. “Unlock the door now.” She ordered.
“Sorry, kid. Cap’s orders.” The man said.
Rose rolled her eyes. “Must we do this?” She asked. “You do know I can blow this door to nothing but rubble?”
“We aren’t done talking yet.” Steve stated.
“Yes, we are.” The girl stated with her eyes starting to glow. “Memory, unlock the door.”
Tony huffed and smirked. “Sorry kid, but your helper can-” The man stopped with his smirk when the lights flickered. “Friday?”
“Sorry, boss. Someone has breached my firewalls and are taking control of some of my functions.”
Soon the door was unlocked and the mage changed into Mystic. “You are not the only genius in the world.” He smirked as his mask appeared and he flew away.
“That went well.” Bucky said with a smile on his face. Steve eyed his friend for a second before rolling his eyes and walked to the elevator.
“This is better than T.V.” Ned whispered to M.J, who nodded in response.
Time Skip: The Next Day
Peter sat in on his bed, looking at his phone. “Karen, are there any messages from Rose?”
“There are no messages from Rose.” The Al said, sounding a little annoyed at the teen for asking since the last time, ten minutes ago.
The teen sighed and tossed his phone on his pillow. “Karen-”
“No, Peter.”
The boy laid down on his bed and closed his eyes. “Do you think I should call her?”
“I think you should call her.” Someone said in the door way. Peter opened his eyes and looked at his aunt. May walked in and sat down at the teen’s side. “I think you two should talk this out.”
“But, aunt May. You heard her last night.” The boy sat up and rested on his headboard. “She was planning to die and she wasn’t even going to tell anyone!”
May nodded with a small smile on her face. “You’re right. She didn’t say anything.”
“Yeah.”
“She didn’t tell anyone she was hurt or call for help.”
“Right.” The boy nodded.
“She just went head first into danger and didn’t care about anyone else feelings.”
“I know.”
“Just like you.” May’s smile widen.
“Exactly.” Peter said before looking at his aunt with confusion on his face. “Wait… What?”
May looked at her nephew. “You didn’t tell me you became Spider-man. You didn’t tell me when you got hurt or that you were going out into dangerous situations.” She locked eyes with the teen. “You didn’t say anything.”
The boy couldn’t stop the black hole of guilt that he was falling into. “I-I did that to keep you safe and for you wouldn’t worry.”
May sighed. “I know, sweetie.” She said, giving her nephew a hug. “And that was Rose was trying to do for you.” She pulled away. “She didn’t want you to worry about her. She did want you to have to choose between her and your family.” May placed a hand on the boy’s cheek. “You see. Rose is just like you.” The woman stood up and gave the boy a kiss on the forehead. “You should call her.” She said, before walking out the door.
Peter sat for a moment then picked up his phone. “Karen, call Rose.”
“Calling Rose.” The AI said, sounding a little relieved.
After a moment someone answered. “Peter! Thank god! Mystic needs help!”
The boy jumped at the worry voice. “What’s wrong?!”
“Mystic is surrounded! His outnumbered!”
Peter raced to his suit and changed as fast as he could. “Tell me where!”
“In Brooklyn! I’ll send you the location when you get there!”
The teen used his gate card to get to Brooklyn, then swung as fast as he could.
Mystic stood with fifty criminals around him. At least twenty were knocked out already by the mage, but there were still too many. Three more tried to rush the mage with bats and metal pipes. Mystic spun around and slashed their weapons, then used his feet and sheath to strike at their heads. ‘They just keep coming.’ He thought has he sent two more men flying with a wave of magic.
He was distracted by three more, that he didn’t see the large man behind him. A large boot kicked him in the side, sending him flying and making him drop Fang. He looked up at the same time the large boot was going to smash his head in. He rolled away and stood up as fast as he could to see his new opponent.
The man was huge. His wore a torn, black, denim vest with a hood. His skin was pale and his hair was white. He was the same size as Cap, in both height and muscle. “So you are the brat that has been stopping my supplies.”
Mystic looked at the man and huffed out a laugh. “You have me at a disadvantage, sir.” He pointed at the man. “You know who I am, but I don’t know who you are.”
“You don’t have to worry about that.” The man grind. “You are going to be dead in a little.”
Mystic stood his ground and ready for a fight. “Then show me what you got.” He said and changed at the man. The pale man and the mage race at each other. Mystic threw a glowing magic punch, as the man threw one of his own. The two fist clashed sending both men back a few feet. Mystic winced as his arm was broken. “Damn!” He cursed.
The pale man laughed. “Looks like the Black Mage isn’t as indestructible as they say.” He men joined him in the laugh.
“That may be, but you forget one thing.” Mystic said standing up tall.
The pale man looked at the short man. “And what’s that, pipsqueak?”
“A magician’s greatest weapon.”
“And what’s a magician’s greatest weapon?” The man laughed.
“Misdirected.” The mage stated as his body begun to disappear into balls of lights.
The pale man’s eyes widen. “A TRICK!” He yelled as he turned around. “FIND HI-” His eyes widen again as he saw Mystic taking down more of his men. At least have of them were knocked out. “What?!” He asked as he saw two Mystics fighting his men.
Three more goons fell. “Nice party, big guy.” Mystic said. “But I hope you don’t mind me inviting a friend,” One of the windows shattered as Spider-man crash through. “Or two.”
“SPIDER-MAN!” The man yelled. Seeing his men were nein taking out left and right by the heroes, he quickly left threw a secret door.
“Hey! Mystic!” The spider said, landing behind the mage and his copy. “I heard you got into some trouble at a party.”
The mage laughed. “A little, yeah. All of these guys wanted to play with me.” He said, as he punched another man.
“Really!” The spider said, kicking a man into another and webbing them to the floor.
“Yup. It is quite the party.”
Spider-man laughed. “You call this a party?” He said, punching a guy. “Where are the streamers and decorations?”
“I don’t know.” Mystic said, spin kicking to guys. “But I did put up a little magic show earlier.”
“Ah man. I missed the magic show.” Spider-man said, sounding disappointed.
“Sorry. But if you want decorations, I’m sure you can make some.”
“Good idea.” The spider laughed, then jumped onto the ceiling. He webbed two of the goons and stringed them to the ceiling, leaving them kicking and screaming to be but down. “How’s that?” He asked landing on the ground again.
“Great!” The mage chuckled. “It was hard being the life of the party all by myself. Too many guys for just me.”
“Why did you come to this party alone?” Spider-man asked, using a web-grenade on a group.
“My boyfriend and I had a fight the other day.” Mystic said, using a binding circle to trap three goons. “It was my fault. I should have told him my plan.”
“Maybe,” Spider-man said, webbing one of the last men to the floor. “But you did it to save everyone, right?”
“Of course.” The mage said. “I just wish he would forgive me for it.” He said, sending the last of the goons into a wall with a wave of magic.
Spider-man threw a web-grenade at them to hold them. “He’ll forgive you.” He said, solemnly.
“Really?” The mage said, taking a step closer to the spider. “What makes you so sure?”
Spider-man took a step closer to the mage. “Because, he would have to be a complete idiot not to forgive you.” He said, grabbing the Mystic’s hand and pulling him so their chests were together.
The mage chuckled as he wrapped his arms around the spider’s neck. “Good thing he isn’t a complete idiot.” The mage used his magic to lift the spider’s mask so he could see the other hero’s mouth.
“Yeah.” The spider said, seeing the mage’s mask open around his lips.
Spider-man leaned down and kiss the other hero. Both closed their eyes as they gave into the kiss, Spider-man raised his hand to the broken window and fired a web. With a tug and a leap both flew into the night.
Both were unaware of the flash of light from a camera.
Time Skip: The Next Day
Peter woke to the sound of his phone ringing. Groaning he answered the call. “Ned? Do you know what time it is?”
“Dude! Sorry!” Ned said, a little too excited. “Have you seen the news?!”
“You just woke me up so, no.” The teen answered with a yawn. “Why? What’s going on?”
“Hold on.”
Peter waited for a moment when a messages ringed from his phone. The teen looked at the messages, which read ‘Spider-man and Mystic brake the internet’. The teen’s eyes widen as he clicked on the link. A picture of Spider-man and Mystic surrounded by unconscious goons as the two heroes kissed. “Oh, Shit!” The teen was wide awake now.