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Her Hero || Tiresa&Peter

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⚛  You shouldn’t be up here. You may have the entire layout of the city memorized, but you are not capable of rooftop fighting. You can’t see. This is the most compromising position you can put yourself in, Tiresa. Although she was slightly afraid, the Diviner did not stand down. It just wasn’t her style. Even if Death was literally waiting for her on the other side of that ledge, she couldn’t run. Gods she was stubborn and reckless.

       “I will say this one last time, stand down. Stop resisting,” the woman held the man’s arm behind his back, his gun kicked aside and his face pressed firmly against the roof’s ledge. “A fall this high would kill you. And we both know you that you have a family.” Killing someone just wasn’t the woman’s end game. The Diviner was a vigilante. Not a murderer. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t threaten the man.

       “I don’t know who the hell you think you are, bitch, but you need to mind your own damn business! A pretty little freak like you shouldn’t be out at night. You will only get hurt!” he shouted. Before the woman could mouth off to him, he jerked, offsetting Tiresa’s balance just enough for him to squirm out of her grip. Then he thrust his elbow backward, into her stomach, making her stagger. Fuck. 

      Grabbing something from his boot, the man lunged. After raising her arms to block his target, her face, the woman finally realized what he had. Serrated steel sliced sliced through her black suit sleeve, digging into her pale flesh. She could smell the blood, even through her mask. Despite the pain and the warm liquid oozing down her arm, she didn’t stagger. Tiresa regained her balance and kicked up her left leg upward, her boot hitting the man’s wrist. And across the roof the metal slide. 

     But he had been prepared for that little stunt. The man grabbed her leg and swung her around, sending her flying. As the Diviner blindly searched for the ledge, something to grasp, she came up with nothing but air. SHIT. The rush of gravity caught up with her and down she fell, forty stories. Her gloved hand reached upward, a wasted effort, a final act of desperation. This was it. Tiresa was going to die.

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“You know I think I can make the walk home just fine,” she told the other confidently. You weren’t the daughter of a police captain without a few survival skills. Despite the fact that it was late she wasn’t too worried about the walk home. All she had to do was be cautious and stick to the main roads. Really she didn’t need his help. 

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     Since Homecoming came around, Spider-Man was becoming more and more of a presence in Queens. Which was how he saw the said superhero was in front of him, stopping a purse-snatching, the offender’s hand webbed to the wall of a nearby building. 

     Suddenly, he didn’t really care about getting his car stolen and the aftermath, and now he seriously was  going to demand an answer to the claim Parker insisted on making. “Hey... do you know Parker?”

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