[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

The pungent smell of disinfectant entered my nose, I opened my eyes in a daze, and what I saw was a snow-white ceiling.

Struggling to sit up, someone helped me up.

I leaned on the bed with difficulty and looked at the person who helped me.

—It’s Captain America!Although he was only wearing a normal jacket, his presence still made my eyes widen in surprise.

It's just that when I opened my mouth and just wanted to speak, the pain in my heart made me sweat.

"Don't talk!" His deep voice comforted me, I covered my chest for a while, and the pain finally gradually eased.

I raised my head with difficulty, and looked at him puzzled, "I, what happened to me? Could it be that I was injured?"

There was a flash of surprise on Captain America's face, but he nodded and said, "Yes, you're hurt."

Hearing what the captain said, I began to try hard to recall what happened before I fell into a coma.

But I don't know why, my brain seems to have a blank memory of that day, and I can't remember it no matter how I think about it, as if it was erased out of thin air by someone.

"I can't remember." I looked at the captain dully, "Why can't I remember what happened that day?"

"..." The captain looked at me with incomprehensible pity in his eyes. He was silent for a while and said, "When we found you, you had no vital signs."

I was startled, then rolled my eyes, "But I'm still alive."

"Yes." He lowered his eyes and nodded, "You are lucky, you survived again, the bullet just grazed the heart, but the Punisher is not so lucky."

"The Punisher?" I frowned. The Punisher always judges a person from the perspective of God. As long as he thinks a person is guilty, the Judge will kill him.He's an anti-hero, and everyone doesn't like the way he acts, just with...huh?I want to say who is coming?

"What happened to him?" I asked.

"The Punisher was cut into pieces by Deadpool." Captain America slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling the scene at that time, and his voice was a bit difficult, "When we appeared, Deadpool was holding a hand that was stained red with blood. The samurai/soldiers/swords fled here."

I was taken aback, and when I heard an unfamiliar name, I asked again in doubt, "Who is Deadpool? Why did he do this?"

"...!!" The captain suddenly looked at me, "What are you talking about, Spider-Man?"

The captain's tone was a bit too serious, I couldn't help shrinking my neck, but I honestly repeated the question I just asked, "Who is Deadpool?... Which new super villain? Why did you kill me?" And the Punisher? Did we offend him somewhere?"

I couldn't help asking out all the doubts in my heart again.

A look of shock appeared on the captain's face, he stood up from his seat and pressed the call button on my bedside, "Doctor!"

"It's impossible!" The doctor widened his glasses in surprise, looking at the two MRI images, "Your wound is moving!"

"When you were brought into the hospital the wound had just grazed the outer wall of your heart's apex, but now... your healed and shrunken wound has moved to your diaphragm!"

"This is unbelievable!" The doctor looked at me like he was looking at some rare animal, but he was discouraged when he saw Captain America-probably because he thought that there are so many incredible things in this world. .

"If the MRI is correct - we can boldly deduce that you should be dead, but a mysterious force brought you back to life!"

"Then what happened to her losing her memory about Deadpool?" the captain asked, interrupting his medical imagination.

The doctor also showed a distressed expression, "I don't know... After all, you don't have a concussion, and even if it is retrograde amnesia caused by a concussion, it is impossible for you to forget everything related to one person. Memory. Wow, this is really hard, are all superhero cases so magical?"

The captain squatted down to look at me, and asked in a low voice, "So...do you remember Hawkeye?"

Hawkeye...?Flashbacks of Hawkeye flashed through my mind, him training me in combat and sometimes caring about my day-to-day life—and then, the picture stuck with him lying powerless in a pool of blood.

I shifted my gaze to the captain in a daze, "Hawkeye—is he dead?"

Captain America nodded silently.

"That guy called Deadpool did it?!" I couldn't help but feel angry and painful, "Why did he do this?!"

"No one knows. But he's gone now, no one knows where he went."

The three people in the ward were silent, and everyone was thinking about their own things.

I couldn't help but clutch my chest, this is where my heart beats.

Then my index finger slowly slid down from the center of my heart to about the level of my diaphragm.

No, I feel no pain at all here.

I really don't remember how I got hurt, the only thing that impresses me is the moment when my heart hurts.

I slowly moved my fingers up to the center of my heart again.

A few days later, I was discharged from the hospital, and I took my things and walked home.

My identity as Spider-Man has not been exposed, but everyone, including ordinary people, is immersed in the pain of being killed by a superhero.

News, reports, and posters of superhero victimization are everywhere.

Many people in the society are organizing mourning activities.

I deliberately lowered my head and didn't look at it.

When I got to the door of the house, I subconsciously reached into my pocket and took out the key inside.

But when I saw the key in my hand, I frowned again in doubt.

This is not my house key, my house key is not like this.

When I was struggling, the door suddenly opened, and Aunt Mei's face was exposed from behind the door.

Seeing it was me, she smiled in surprise, "Petra! You finally thought of coming back to see me!"

The smile on my face froze, and I suddenly felt like something was wrong?

What does it mean to come back to see you?Don't I come back every day--

etc!Why am I losing my memory of living at home? !

Haven't I been living at home lately? !

But in any case, the bottom line is not to worry Aunt Mei.

I gave an awkward smile and nodded, "I'm back."

Aunt Mei quickly pulled me in and complained, "I've been a little busy recently, and you didn't know that you came to see me on your own initiative, really!"

I showed a weird expression, but in the end I still didn't know what to say or how to ask, so I just continued to nod, "Well, I'm sorry, I forgot."

"Did you really forget it?" Aunt Mei stared at me, "Isn't it because you ran out of pocket money that you came here to eat?"

rubbish? !No, no, no——I'd rather invade my family and lose my property than come back for a meal, Aunt Mei!Some time ago, the days of eating takeaway every day were really enjoyable——

My brain suddenly started to go blank again, so I was silent and unable to speak... What's going on? !

Aunt May looked at me, worry gradually began to appear on her face, "Petra? Petra!"

I came back to my senses and forced a smile, "Ah? What's the matter?"

"I still want to ask you what's wrong!" Aunt Mei looked at me seriously and said, "What happened recently is very dangerous. Even some superheroes have been killed. You think it's better for you to move back to live recently."

I stared at Aunt Mei in a daze, and began to wonder if I had some kind of hallucination, why everything turned into a hallucination.

But I nodded quickly, after all, this is my home.

It's weird that I would move out for no apparent reason.

I told Aunt Mei that I felt like living here today. She was a little surprised, but she still rolled her eyes and said it was up to me.

I guess she must be complaining about my 3-minute enthusiasm-but this time I really feel wronged, the point is that I really don't think I will move out.

Aunt Mei said that I will put my clothes and luggage there for now, and I will get some necessities tomorrow.

Just what I wanted, since I don't even know where my clothes and luggage are.

Lying in the large font on my beloved little bed, I sighed in comfort.

Lying down, it was probably because I was just recovering from a serious illness, or maybe my heart was too tired. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep and fell asleep.

……

A dark continent with bare rocks.

In the depths of the deep underground, something ignited a flame and continued to burn blazingly.

Strange creatures were howling in pain everywhere.

"I know you don't owe me anything."

I heard a familiar voice not far away.

"But please look at her pure soul, death. It was a mistake for her to be here at this moment...I beg you to bring her back to life."

I looked at him, his back was facing me, he was wearing a red uniform similar to mine, and his figure was tall and straight.

For some reason, I feel like I should know who he is, but in fact I can't remember at all.

Just inexplicably, I suddenly felt like crying.

"It seems that you have really changed, Wade Wilson."

The husky female voice parted her lips indifferently, "You will pay the price."

……

I suddenly woke up from my sleep.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the alarm clock showed that it was only past twelve o'clock.

Is this a dream?

If so... why is everything so real?

I lay in bed and suddenly couldn't fall asleep.

... and who is Wade Wilson?