Spider-Man: Into Desolation

Hey guys! I'm back again! This time I have written up a story inspired after Spider-Man No Way Home. I WAS ready to move on but No Way Home happened and too much inspiration was sparked and so I started writing. I also recently received the Marvel Encyclopedia and I left so much territory untouched so I wrote this. I hope you guys enjoy it. 

A camera was rigged to take a picture at his call as it was held up by his webbing. Peter jumped into the air and readied himself to be shot by his camera as he avoided the shots of the men he was fighting when suddenly a familiar voice came to his hears.

"Hey Spidey. Figured you could use some assistance." A female voice said and Peter looked to the voice.

"Get out of here Kam!" Peter shouted as he shot multiple webs at the guys around him, did a flip, and in the process webbed them together.

"Come on P. You gotta admit, taking down the Russian Mob is a challenge for anybody." The girl replied and Peter jumped and grabbed a guy that went to shoot at the girl and kneed him in the gut.

"I KNOW!" Peter snapped and he made the guy do a backflip. "I've done it before. ON MY OWN." Peter insisted his solo role as a hero and then a guy came out of nowhere and the girls fist became massive and punched the guy out before he could attack Peter. Peter turned his head and then looked back at the girl. "Thank you. Now get the hell out of here before you're late for your juice box date with the rest of the kids." Peter insisted and the girl landed beside him. Kam, was short for Kamala, and Kamala was also known by the "made-up" name Ms.Marvel. Peter had found her being beaten up in an alleyway. She had somehow been weakened that night, and while he knew well enough that she didn't need his help, she constantly insisted on him being her mentor.

"I'm 17 and a half! A drink my apple juice from a glass." Kamala snapped and Peter looked to her in frustration.

"I know you want me to be there for you and guide you, but no offense, you don't need my help, just like I don't need yours." Peter insisted and then he saw a guy in white walk in.

"Well, well, well." A voice said and Peter turned and saw that this guy was massive and his head was all kinds of deformed.

"Let me guess," Peter sighed as he looked to him. "You took one look at your pitiful life and got as irritated as I would have and decided things would be better if you just bashed your head in." Peter joked and Kamala smacked him on the shoulder and then started walking forward. "Kam," Peter whispered through gritted teeth.

"Look, my friend here wakes up on the wrong side of the bed pretty much every morning because his life is more pitiful than yours is." Kamala tried to relate to the guy and Peter looked bitterly at his new unwanted trainee.

"And MY stupid little friend here, has clearly decided to use the good cop, bad cop tactic on you, even though only a rookie would think that would work." Peter quipped back and Kamala crossed her arms at him.

"Well it would have worked if you would have given it just a moment." Kamala snapped.

"Oh sure it would have." Peter replied sarcastically and just then the massive guy went to grab Kamala and she formed a massive fist and blocked his massive grip. "And here we go." Peter sighed as he sat down on a piece of broken table and pulled his phone out and started going through it. The massive guy kept trying to get a hit in but Kamala blocked him at every turn.

Without looking up Peter kept on using his quips.

"You've officially picked on the wrong-sized person for the last time man." Peter said as he scrolled through Tiktok and he stumbled on an adorable video of a puppy stuck in the snow and he giggled a bit.