[ Name: Peter Parker
Race: Esper/Fey
Status:
Strength:25
Stamina:30
Mind:25
Affinities:
Fire
Darkness
Electricity
Traits:
Being of Darkness: As an esper with an affinity for darkness and a fey who embodies the essence of dark realms, Peter Parke's existence is intertwined with shadows. This grants him an innate connection to the mysteries and powers of darkness, allowing him to manipulate shadows
Esper/Fey Synergy: The combination of an Esper and fey heritage creates a unique synergy, enhancing your ability to tap into the ethereal energies around you. This synergy not only amplifies his magical capabilities but also grants him a heightened sensitivity to the mystical forces present in the world.
Elemental Affinities: Your affinities with fire, darkness, and electricity further diversify your magical repertoire. Whether conjuring flames, manipulating shadows for stealth, or harnessing the power of lightning, he can adapt to various situations with a versatile range of elemental abilities.
Resilient Stamina: Peter possesses enduring vitality, enabling him to withstand physical and magical challenges. This resilience makes him well-suited for prolonged battles and arduous quests.
Mental Acuity: indicates your sharp mental faculties. This allows you to strategize effectively, analyze magical phenomena, and resist mental manipulation. His keen intellect becomes a valuable asset in navigating the complexities of your magical existence.]
'I Have an affinity with Fire, Where did it come from, my race is fey, Just what the hell has my existence come to be' I questioned but alas was met with silence leaving me to my own thoughts
As my overall strength had a significant rise it is still not enough to withstand what will be coming ahead in the future and My magical prowess is my strong aspect right now
I left those thoughts for the future and started climbing down, I entered the house through my window on the second floor
Surprisingly the house was clean and not as messy as the last time I'd been here and I knew the reason why
Through the dark, I could sense several hidden cameras and mics probably belonging to that organization
I looked at one of the cameras and waved at it ,then I just sat on my bed thinking about last year
The scene of Aunt May's body sprawled on the floor keeps haunting me every moment I stay here
'Is my destiny to live my whole life in solitude without experiencing a normal life...a life filled with love….with warmth' thinking about the time my aunt hugged me and the warmth I experienced even if it only lasted a moment… I yearn for it again
I yearn for feelings….I yearn to be normal.
(POV CHANGE)
I was swinging down the street doing my daily hero activity after some I decided to call it quits for now and go home
'I will pass by Peter's house first' i thought As I started swinging my way toward his home
I arrived there and noticed the window to his room was opened
' weird I always close it while leaving ' I thought and crawled to the window I went through and what waited was something I never expected
Sitting on Peter's bed was the most handsome guy I'd ever seen, he suddenly turned his head towards me his purple eyes turning cold erasing every hint of emotion they it once held
"Who are you and what are you doing in this place!? " I questioned My body tensing ready to act if he made any sudden move
And he did, suddenly disappearing from his place and appearing in front of me
I flinched at the sudden move and I took a step back my heart pounding like crazy
His cold purple eyes gazing at me…no it's as if it's gazing at my soul, He took a step forward and grabbed my neck raising me in the air
"I should be the one asking questions here, why are you at my house," he said in a cold emotionless voice that made the strings of my heart tremble Strings I didn't know even existed
I shot a web at his face which he dodged easily i kicked him in the chest but to my embarrassment, his body didn't budge
so instead I jabbed at his hand making him release me and used his wide chest as a foothold and jumped up atop the window using my hands to stick to the walls
He just stood there looking at me with those goddamn beautiful eyes of his
"This is my friend's house so what do you mean it's your house?" I questioned clearing those dirty thoughts from my head
I could feel something creeping behind my head from the wall and with god knows what I was again grabbed by my neck and brought in front of his face…so close to his face
" What with you and grabbing my neck dammit, do you have a neck fetish you fuckin asshole," I said struggling to release myself from whatever clutching my neck
His hand moved towards my face, grabbing my face mask
"No stop" I muttered but to no avail he didn't listen to my pleas as he pulled my mask up and his eyes widened finally showing a bit of emotions
To Be Continued…
(AN: How do you think of the story so far tell me your thoughts, also if there were any mistakes I wish you could point them out so I can fix them And I would appreciate some stones guys😔)