we dropped down and took the body home
Who: askedtobe and howflattering
When: Some night out in the darkness~
Where: Some... alley out in the darkness? Probably close to the slums.
Summary: Peter's about to eaten by a darkness monster, Helen saves him, THINGS HAPPEN
Warnings: Slight gore?
[ Some days -- scratch that, some nights, just really weren’t meant to be Peter’s.
It’s was common knowledge that not all the monsters were oh so easy to take out. Peter knew this well enough, there’d been more than a couple nights where he had to drag his bloodied and beaten behind back home with monsters biting at his heels. But by virtue of his abilities, he always healed eventually; eventually being the operative word. After hours of fighting, though, it got to be exhausting. Regrowing limbs and replenishing massive blood loss took a rather large amount of energy and Peter forgot from time to time that he wasn’t actually invincible no matter how true he thought that might have been.
And it was one of those nights. He’d already been torn limb from limb once and he'd barely had time to heal before he was being cornered again. Blood was puddling at his feet as he was backed into the brick wall of a broken down building, and he lifted a palm, fully intending to let loose a burst of electricity.
But only faint blue sparks crackled between his fingers, it wasn't enough to scare a mosquito let along a monster with teeth that seemed fairly focused on tearing off his face. Pressing himself back as far as he could, Peter just gave in and waited for the searing pain, trying to use telekinesis to keep the monster off of him for as long as he could. ]
When: Some night out in the darkness~
Where: Some... alley out in the darkness? Probably close to the slums.
Summary: Peter's about to eaten by a darkness monster, Helen saves him, THINGS HAPPEN
Warnings: Slight gore?
[ Some days -- scratch that, some nights, just really weren’t meant to be Peter’s.
It’s was common knowledge that not all the monsters were oh so easy to take out. Peter knew this well enough, there’d been more than a couple nights where he had to drag his bloodied and beaten behind back home with monsters biting at his heels. But by virtue of his abilities, he always healed eventually; eventually being the operative word. After hours of fighting, though, it got to be exhausting. Regrowing limbs and replenishing massive blood loss took a rather large amount of energy and Peter forgot from time to time that he wasn’t actually invincible no matter how true he thought that might have been.
And it was one of those nights. He’d already been torn limb from limb once and he'd barely had time to heal before he was being cornered again. Blood was puddling at his feet as he was backed into the brick wall of a broken down building, and he lifted a palm, fully intending to let loose a burst of electricity.
But only faint blue sparks crackled between his fingers, it wasn't enough to scare a mosquito let along a monster with teeth that seemed fairly focused on tearing off his face. Pressing himself back as far as he could, Peter just gave in and waited for the searing pain, trying to use telekinesis to keep the monster off of him for as long as he could. ]