Attack on Greenwich Village Apr 28, 2016 1:25:37 GMT
Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2016 1:25:37 GMT
Pete was starting to like the idea of fighting next to another hero. Sure it was crazy the army that they were up against but it was good to know he had a big orange brick wall to put at his back. He'd hate to be the Chitauri coming his way though. While the Spider had enhanced strength but he had no where near that kind of strength. He would have a hell of a time if he came across someone like that who wasn't so friendly.
He took out another incoming Chitauri. A quick right hook took care of that. He used to momentum to spring into another oncoming warrior, kicking him square in the chest and throwing him back into the ranks. Peter froze at the familiar name. Why the hell would he call himself Uncle Ben? It brought a slight choke to the back of his throat as a few memories got dragged out. But there was no time for his luggage. This was war. He had to stay some what focused.
"Well with any luck maybe I'll manage to take a few of these guys out with me." The sarcasm was a little light on this one as he was focusing on the incoming squadron. Normal people throw themselves into their work and they clock some overtime. If Pete did it he ended up fighting an army of aliens. He missed the days when his biggest problem was what starter Pokemon he was going to choose. He downed another pair of incoming fighters before he noticed a shift in the oncoming ranks. The Dark Elves little 'For the Horde!' cry seemed to have sparked a change in their loyalty and they turned on their alien comrades.
I'm totally taking credit for that one
Ben started asking about what other tricks Pete had up his sleeves. Good thinking, going outside the box to use their abilities together but his ideas seemed a little...bruising. At least as far as the Spider was concerned. He didn't like the idea of being bowled into the enemy one bit. Though maybe the big guy was on to something.
"Mainly just my web-shooters. But I've got limited fluid though so I can't do it all day." A charging Chitlian came rushing past the ranks of his much less beefy counter parts. Pete whistled in awe at the Chitauri on steroids, looked like he had been indoctrinated into the Borg. "I'm thinking about getting you a larger counter weight for your mace idea." Pete took off into a run, headed right for the oncoming monster. Every fiber of his being was screaming for him to get out of the way but he tucked his head and pushed forward.
As he came up to the creature it swung out with a massive sword. Pete dropped backwards as it whizzed over him, sliding across the concrete and straight between the creatures legs. As he passed under him two webs were shot at either ankle and Pete grabbed hold pulling the creature off balance with a heavy pull. Making sure not to sever the webbing Pete jumped back towards his ally, landing nimbly on Ben's shoulder with the other ends of the webbing in tow.
"Brought you a gift Pebbles. Just try not to hurt me in the process." Severing the web Pete moved further onto the brutes back, utilizing his extra clingy grip to hold on for dear life.