[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

The air was filled with the smell of dampness, and it was about to rain.

Petra was unaware of these signs as she stormed out of Avengers Tower.It was too late to turn around again, she didn't bring an umbrella, and there were only a few homework books and a bottle of homemade spider silk in her bag.

The shops on the street are already closed at this hour, so it is not a suitable shelter from the rain.Petra quickened her pace, and then ran straight across Sixth Avenue, the deserted intersection, the wind blowing her skirts, and the night chill eroding her arms.The spider powers enhanced her senses and made her more chilled.

Petra shuddered, and gradually slowed down. She noticed the orange lights on the corner of the street with sharp eyes.It was a coffee shop.

It should have been closed.The sign was hanging at the door, but the lock was open. Petra pushed the door open and creaked.The store is very quiet, the ceiling fan above the head is babbling, cutting the warm light.

There were no waiters, the bar was empty, and the entire shop was empty, except for...she cast her eyes on the men on both sides of the booth.They sat leisurely on the sofa, with hot cocoa and cold beer on the table in front of them.

"It's raining?"

Strange, who was dressed in casual clothes, was not surprised when he saw her coming in. He just glanced out the window and asked her, "Why haven't you come home yet?"

Petra scratched her head shyly, wondering if she should tell what happened tonight...but maybe he already knew?

"Understood." Strange said clearly, "You and Stark had a fight."

"Uh...you can't say that, can you?"

She made it sound like she was a rebellious girl who ran away from home late at night after a fight with her parents... Wait, it seems a bit like that.Petra stroked her forehead.

Strange said meaningfully: "If you care about it, you will be chaotic."

The wizard on the other side grinned: "Would you like something to drink?"

"Mr. Black," Petra looked at them curiously, "what are you doing here?"

"Sneak a break from your busy schedule," said the Supreme Master.

"I sneaked out." Sirius gave a completely different answer.

"...Sneaked out?"

"Yeah, after all, I'm still on the wanted list of the two gangs." He yawned nonchalantly, "Harry has been worried about me going out. But I have to catch my breath, the room is suffocating-shh , you don't tell her. Don't tell Ron either."

"I know," Petra blinked. "My situation with yours is exactly the opposite... So, aren't you worried about Harley? Isn't it dangerous for her to be outside alone?"

"Of course you will be worried, but there's nothing to stop it." Sirius shrugged, "You see, she doesn't like to study, but she's really good at fighting. In the second grade—oh, It’s not your second grader——she just stabbed a ten-meter-long snake with a sword. Well, it’s very similar to us back then.”

It can be seen that this gentleman must have been a troublemaker when he was young.

Petra nodded in conviction.

Strange took a sip of his coffee and raised his index finger.A glass was placed on the square table, which was automatically filled with orange juice.

"Take a break, I will take you back later."

"Oh." Petra sat down obediently, put her hands on the skirt on her knees, and smoothed out the wrinkles.

"You look like you just escaped from a ball." Sirius looked at her with interest.It is rare to look much more mature, his eyes are very regular, he just teased, "Why, the glass shoe fell off?"

"Forget it." She sighed, "Mr. Stark took my... no, his battle suit."

"Sounds like your toys were confiscated," he commented.

Petra drooped her head: "Almost."

The two adults looked at each other, both a little funny.

"Then you should listen to him first, and don't go out during this time." Strange caressed the mouth of the coffee thoughtfully, today...you shouldn't be mixing with Deadpool. "

"I don't want to either." She felt aggrieved, "But I can't just leave him alone, right? He suddenly fell in front of me, and I will definitely catch him... When I find the pursuers beside him, It’s too late to get rid of the relationship.”

"Anyway, it's good that you're fine," said the Supreme Master. "Stark was just talking in a fit of anger. If you hide from him for a few days, he will definitely go back on his word and take the initiative to send you the clothes back."

"That's right." Sirius agreed deeply, nodded and agreed, "All men are like this."

Petra was skeptical.

In fact, she also plans to take a break and focus on her studies.Should she apply for the September Fund first?Maybe that would make Mr. Stark happier... No, no, why should she try to please him?You can't rely on this to get the battle suit back.

She sighed, sat down, picked up the orange juice and drank it down.

Petra was about to say something, but before the glass was completely released, her nerves tensed suddenly.

This premonition did not appear once or twice, it was vague at first, and she could hardly notice it, but it gradually became clearer the last few times, as if it was giving her an early warning... although she didn't know what she should be alert to.

dangerous.

— Where is the danger?

Strange's expression changed, and he got up quickly.

"Don't move!" Sirius snapped, quickly reaching out and knocking the cup out of Petra's hand, or maybe her hand.She was pushed to the back by a force, and a red light was brushed by her fingertips, and she saw the red light fall into the seat, torn apart.

"What happened?" Petra was startled.

Then, the sound of glass breaking and objects colliding came from all directions.The tranquil atmosphere in the entire coffee shop was swept away and plunged into darkness.Black shadows shuttled through the rain curtain outside the store, landed on the ground and condensed into human shapes, and surrounded them aggressively one by one.

"You go first." Sirius blocked her behind, pushed towards the service bar, and ordered without looking back, "They came after me."

Strange narrowed his eyes, and the red cloak rose from the sofa cushion, wrapping him quickly.He stretched out his hand, and a white light was reflected by the street lamp outside the house.

A red circle of light appeared swirling in the air, and Petra immediately realized that it was reserved for her.She rolled up her skirt, stood up with the table and chair beside her, and stepped forward.

But it was still a step too late, bright red spells pierced the glass windows and scattered in the coffee shop, Petra barely avoided passing one of them, and the floor under her feet cracked.She staggered back and was hit by the impact on the round table.The portal that was close at hand was blocked by enemies in black cloaks.

Petra no longer hesitated, made a decisive decision, turned around and ran away.

She walked through the splashed wood blocks and spells in the room, stepped on the chair leg lying in front of her, crossed the bar lightly, rolled around and landed inside the door, locked it, and ran towards the back door.

With a quick glance, there were countless enemies, and Petra could only silently pray that the two of them were okay—they might be able to handle it, but it was hard to say with her presence.

Someone had spotted her, and the Muggle lock was vulnerable to spells.Petra rushed into the heavy rain, and heard the rustling wind behind her, and a black shadow swept from mid-air, passing over her head like a cloud of fog, and falling in front of her.

Petra was forced to brake, and her heel landed in a puddle, splashing water onto her skirt.The one in front blocked the way, and she looked back, and the two pointed at her with something that looked like a magic wand.

The dark wizard in front of him didn't say a word, but with a flick of his wand, a blue light shot out.It wasn't the Unforgivable Curse, but it certainly wasn't some gentle trick either. She dodged the spell, and sensed that the two behind her were attacking at the same time.

She's fast, but she certainly can't hide all the time.The spider silk launcher is still in the school bag, I don't know how good the speed of these spells will be to win...

The spell exploded behind her, and Petra put her hands on the ground to block the impact, rolled twice, and the hair that had just been washed fell down again wetly.

She took a deep breath and shouted, "Help!!"

boom--

The thunder above his head exploded, and the white lightning and the white light of the spell in front of him seemed to merge together.Petra had caught the zipper of her schoolbag and was just short of the web shooter.

She closes her eyes.Violent white light exploded and jumped on the eyelids.She raised her arm to block it for a while, and her ears quickly fell silent, leaving only the sound of rain.

Although there was the sound of rain, the rain was gone.

Petra couldn't believe it, and slowly opened her eyes. The tall and handsome man in front of her was turning around, reaching out to her, and solemnly said, "Sorry, I'm late."

The few bodies wrapped in cloaks lay quietly on the ground, washed by the rain, without the slightest movement.

God descended, this is it!

She was dumbfounded, and it took her a long time to remember to put her hand on the palm that had been stretched out in front of her for a long time.The other party didn't show the slightest impatience, wrapped her hands in dry and warm palms, and pulled her up from the ground with a little force.

Petra didn't stand firm, or maybe his strength was confiscated, and she got a little bigger, and she crashed directly into his arms.

The god's hand patted her waist lightly, through a layer of wet cloth, as if directly touching the skin, it was a little hot.

"Sol, Thor..." she stammered, "You really are a 'Superhero'!"

"Aren't I?" Saul didn't know what she was thinking, just smiled, and then the smile faded quickly, "Long time no see, Petty, you are also a hero."

He got it.

Petra's heart skipped a beat, but she wasn't shocked.She opened her eyes wide: "how did you come back? At this time..."

"I've been looking at you." Sol held her hand tightly and didn't let go, looking at her with a pair of blue eyes. "So here I am."

"...Thank you." Petra said blankly.

Sol was about to go on, but when he remembered something, his face changed slightly, and he whispered: "You are hurt."

She was even more stunned: "Huh?"

Injuried?Had a spell hit her just now?

Petra tried hard to recall the chaotic situation just now, grabbed his clothes and tugged: "I'm fine, Saul—"

"Shh, the level here in the atrium is not good enough, I'm going to take you back to Asgard for treatment." Saul said solemnly, blinking his left eye at her.

She stayed for a while, suddenly realized, her eyes lit up suddenly.

--is it okay?

——If you want, I promise.

Thor let go of Petra's hand, and put his arm around her shoulders.

Not seeing each other for a few months, she believes that she has grown a lot taller, but he is still very tall, and she can only see his face by lifting her neck hard.

Thor raised the Mjolnir Hammer and said loudly, "Heimdall!"

The white light split the dark night and fell straight down, covering them again.