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Bewitched Love : Peter Parker x Reader

Part 13

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Desc. & Warnings: 1.4k wc, see navigation for description and warnings

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Peter felt bile rise in his throat at the sight. Y/n had taken a beating in Peter’s attempt to get May out. Her weak body was hanging in Osborn’s clutched fist, her eyes tiredly glaring up at him. Peter growled in his direction, only making Osborn grin.

Y/n closed her eyes to focus on finding a solution. She knew her blasts weren’t effective against Green Goblin, so that was out. She couldn’t think of a spell that would be enough to take him out without killing him. Y/n elected for the only thing she could think of, uncertain it would work.

“Praesidium per mea navitas cosmicam…” y/n mumbled, trying to recall the last part. Her mind was spinning again. She was struck in the head again by Green Goblin, but she didn’t want to try and cure her latest concussion right now.

“Potestatem,” Peter shouted, “potestatem".

Y/n nodded weakly. While Osborn tightened his grip on her, y/n focused on reciting the spell completely this time. “Praesidium per mea navitas cosmicam potestatem”.

Peter gasped as y/n dropped to the floor, her leg slamming down against a sharp post that was sticking up. He saw the thin layer of blue haze that had separated Osborn’s hand from y/n and knew her spell worked. He moved to help her up, only for Green Goblin to face him. Peter got one hit in before Osborn had the upper hand again and threw Peter onto the ground.

Y/n painfully tried to stand, her leg now gushing blood. Her eyes widened as she blurrily watched May's figure try to hit Osborn with a pipe. “May, NO,” y/n shouted, making Peter look at his aunt. They both watched helplessly as May smacked Green Goblin.

Osborn shook his head and turned Peter to face May at a more direct angle. Suddenly the Goblin Glider reappeared, flying through the lobby doors.

“No!” Y/n screamed, throwing her hands out and reciting her shield spell. She managed to focus enough to remember to use the full spell; praesidium per mea navitas cosmicam potestatem super eos. Super eos being y/n’s main emphasis this time. However, she gasped as she watched the device stab May and drop her to the ground. Y/n couldn’t figure out why the spell didn’t work; why there wasn’t a shield around May.

Peter shouted, “May!” He stood up only to fall back down again.

Y/n whimpered, also trying to make her way to May. She watched as the glider circled them until Green Goblin jumped up on it.

Green Goblin chuckled. “Peter, Peter, Peter... No good deed goes unpunished. You can thank me later.” He spared May’s motionless body a glance. Osborn then set two timers and tossed a bomb towards May and one towards Y/n.

Peter’s eyes widened as his heart beat out of control. “No!” He yelled, his pain clear in his voice.

Y/n was able to grab the one beside her and toss it further back in the building. She knew she couldn’t move until she fixed the wound on her leg at least slightly. The wound was still releasing a ton of blood and she needed it to stop. ��Consuti,” she hissed, hand pressed against her leg. When she pulled her hands back, she saw her leg wound had dark blue sutures holding the skin together. Even though it still hurt, she could now move without feeling like she was going to pass out from blood loss.

Y/n rushed towards May as fast as she could with the excruciating pain and now-limited range of her leg.

Peter saw Osborn had taken off after watching Peter as he leaped towards the second explosive. Peter had seen y/n handle the other one, so he focused on the one tossed toward May. He managed to deflect it just before it detonated, but the blast had thrown him back.

Y/n figured Osborn must’ve detonated a bomb outside the building structure as there was suddenly another loud blast.

The room was now coated in a thick layer of dust and more falling debris, and a thousand small fires forming across the lobby's flooring. All three -May, Peter, and y/n- were coughing loudly as they tried to compose themselves.

Peter eyed y/n as he pushed back toward May. But when y/n nodded reassuringly at him, he focused solely back on his aunt. “May?”

May coughed loudly, her voice frail as she mumbled, “Peter...”.

Peter sighed, “May, I'm here.”

May limpingly rushed over and embraced Peter.

Y/n stood by silently, trying to give them at least some privacy.

Peter smiled weakly. “I'm here. Are you okay?”

May nodded. “Uh-huh”.

Peter sighed and turned to y/n, waving her over. “Are you okay?”

Y/n nodded, even as Peter eyed her leg. “It’s fine, I promise. Are you both okay?”

May released Peter, hugging y/n this time. When she pulled back she offered the kids a soft smile. She stumbled as she tried to stand upright on her own.

“It's okay. We're okay, right?” Peter asked, his worried eyes watching May’s stumbling.

May whispered, “Uh-huh. Yeah”. She forced a thin laugh. “Just knocked on my ass...”

Peter nodded. “Yeah, me too.”

May looked at y/n, “you? You’re okay?”

Y/n nodded, gripping her head lightly. “Just a concussion”.

May sighed in relief. “That's all.”

Peter moved to put one hand on May. He hissed in pain. “I think I broke my ribs.” Peter motioned for y/n to come closer, his arm finding its way behind her back to keep her close to him too.

“Peter, can I?” Y/n asked, pointing to his ribs. When he nodded and gave her a kind smile, y/n set both hands on his ribs.

As Peter let out a sigh, the pain in his torso lessening, he closed his eyes. “This is all my fault, May,” he whispered.

May shook her head. “N-No,” she mumbled, her uncharacteristic stuttering making y/n glance questioning at her.

Peter looked around the destroyed complex. “I should've just listened to Strange and let him send them back...” he argued.

“You did the right thing. They would have been killed. You did the right thing,” May promised, cupping Peter’s cheeks with her palms.

Peter shook his head. “It's not my responsibility, May,” he said. “If the other spider-“.

May sighed loudly. “Oh. What N-Norman said? ‘My moral mission’? No,” She argued softly.

Y/n let go of Peter and turned to May. May seemed off, but y/n couldn’t figure out why. To be fair, y/n knew May wasn’t normally this involved in the whole superhero thing. Maybe she was just in shock.

Peter frowned. “No, May, you don't...” he argued lovingly.

“No. No, Peter. Listen. You listen to me,” May pleaded. “You have a gift. You have power. And with great power, there must also come great responsibility,” She smiled.

Peter nodded lightly. “Yeah. I know.”

May hummed. Nodding her head, she smiled at both kids. “Let's get the hell out of here,” she suggested, trying to take a step.

When y/n reached for May as she stumbled, May sighed. May turned to y/n with a weak smile, “s-sorry”.

Y/n shook her head to show May it was okay.

“I just... need to... catch...” May whispered. She opened her mouth to retry her statement but instead collapsed onto the floor.

Peter gasped and y/n promptly dropped to her knees beside May. “What happened? Are you okay?” Peter asked May, kneeling beside her and y/n. “Yeah, you're okay,” he said soothingly. Peter looked at y/n with evident worry. “What happened?” he asked y/n.

May tried to smile, but it didn’t meet her eyes. “Just help me... to catch my breath...” she mumbled.

Y/n pressed her palms on May’s chest. “Imple eam pulmonem spiritus plenus,” she recited. Fill her lungs full of breath. Not feeling a difference right away, y/n continued to recite the spell over and over; her eyes closed for concentration.

Peter nodded at May. “Okay. Well, catch your breath. I'm right here,” he soothed. “We're gonna take our time, you catch your breath, and... and we'll take you to a doctor, okay?” Peter offered sweetly.

Peter removed one of his hands from May’s shoulder in order to grab her hand. However, as he did, his body tensed with increased fear. His fingers were now covered in blood. Peter stared down at May with teary eyes.

“Her breathing is getting better,” y/n said softly, smiling weakly as she looked up from May’s chest.

May smiled at y/n but then looked at Peter quietly. “What is it?” She asked Peter, resulting in y/n switching her gaze away from May and towards Peter.

Peter glanced at y/n as tears streamed down his cheeks. He looked pointedly down at his bloody hand, subtly telling y/n where to look without alarming May. Peter noticed y/n’s hitched breathing upon seeing the blood. This wasn't good.

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