Marvel's The Force Awakens

Evening has arrived, and the Parker family is gathering around their dining table to enjoy dinner carefully cooked by Aunt May.

"Eat more broccoli and other vegetables instead of just eating meat and potatoes." Aunt May glared at Peter and put more than half of the vegetables on her plate onto Peter's plate. "You are still growing, so balanced nutrition is important."

Uncle Ben rolled his eyes. "If you don't like eating the vegetables you cook, just say it. Remember to put some salt in the water next time you cook broccoli."

"Since you are so good at cooking, you can cook tomorrow's dinner." Her thoughts were suddenly exposed, and Aunt Mei suddenly became dissatisfied and grabbed Uncle Ben's wrinkled face. "Old man, I had a hard time changing a light bulb a few days ago. Now you dare to say that my cooking is not good..."

But Peter ignored the little disturbance at the dinner table.He mechanically moved the food on his plate to his mouth, while all his attention was focused on the TV opposite him.

"Last night, New York experienced the worst terrorist attack since 911/200. Nearly 120 people were seriously injured and more than [-] people died, including nearly [-] police officers." The news anchor on the TV sounded quite heavy.

"According to reliable information, one of the planners of this incident, Wilson Grant Fisk, has died amid internal strife. And the foreign forces he colluded with are still on the run. Mr. President has already spoken at the White House, condemning organizations related to this terrorist attack.”

Peter chewed the food in his mouth silently, feeling depressed and relaxed in his heart alternately.He and Matt did save a lot of people last night, but so many people were still hurt.

If he were stronger...

Peter's mind couldn't help but drift to the figure in the sea of ​​stars.With the power to play with the stars at his fingertips, it must be easy to solve a small problem in a small New York City.

There is a power within his body that he does not understand and cannot control.Although this idea made his skin stand on end, it also filled him with excitement inexplicably.Every teenager has a dream of becoming a middle school student, and Peter is no exception.In his optimistic view, this situation is like those protagonists in novels and anime who have forbidden powers sealed in their bodies. At the critical moment, there is just one more trump card that can turn the tide of the battle.

It's just...this damn dizziness is really uncomfortable.

Just less than two months ago, Peter suffered a lot of damage due to the ship battle.This time, his situation was not much better.The remnants of Kilgrave's power lingered in his mind like tarsal maggots.The spiritual sea that had not yet regained its stability showed signs of collapse again, giving him tearing headaches from time to time.And it's not easy to hide this situation from Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Now Peter can only use the foundation laid by Stickman and the methods taught him to slowly eliminate these hidden dangers.But it’s hard to say how long this process will take.

At this time, the content on the news caught his attention again.At this time, the TV had shifted the camera to a hospital.

"During this major turmoil, Director Stacey, who had only been in office for less than three months, was once again involved in controversy. There is no doubt that the performance of the New York police in this incident was not good. In many cases, A lot of time and manpower were wasted in each situation, which directly led to the deterioration of the subsequent situation. The previous series of attacks on gangsters were also unsatisfactory. What's even worse is that the police headquarters was actually hijacked by terrorists. This vicious incident will undoubtedly be a stain that will accompany Director Stacy throughout his life."

The camera then cuts to the door of a ward.Countless reporters have gathered outside this door, and a few expressionless police officers stopped these wolf-like reporters outside the door.

"The current situation of Director Stacey is not stable enough to be interviewed. Although many people think that he has made relatively correct choices in a bad situation, more people think that he has not There is no ability that a director should have.”

The reporter in front of the camera spoke calmly, but it was obvious that many of his colleagues around him were not as polite as he was.They are eager to extract every bit of headline-grabbing information from everyone they pass, with no regard for the impact the disruption they cause will have on the patients on the ward.

"What's even more worth pondering is that Chief Stacey was the only person in the police station who was not affected by the nerve gas last night. Maybe this means that he was not affected by the nerve gas in this incident.

There is a more shameful side to the attack, but more importantly, he may be the only witness to the attack.Oh, wait..."

The crowd gathered outside the ward began to commotion, and the reporter who was reporting temporarily interrupted his speech and rushed forward.

The door to the ward slowly opened, and a scene that almost broke Peter's heart appeared in front of him.Gewen walked out of the ward with tears on her face. It was almost difficult to open her completely red and swollen eyes, which completely ruined her delicate face.Peter stood up subconsciously, but he could only watch helplessly as Gwen left on the TV with the support of her family and friends.

In the evening of the next day, Peter met Gwen again on a roadside chair in New York's Central Park.

"Dad said that after this matter is over, he will voluntarily give up his position as director." Gewen said quietly, pushing her hair behind her ears. "After all, his original intention to become the director was not for the rights or the extra salary. In addition, his body may not be able to bear this kind of pressure in a short time."

Peter held the cold little hand tightly, but he couldn't say a word.The sun, which was about to sink below the horizon, cast its last rays of light, lengthening the silhouettes of the two people walking on the lakeside path.

"Actually, that's okay. In the few weeks after he was first promoted, he was away from home almost all day. He probably slept less than five hours a day. The slightest movement could wake him up. Look at his body The situation is getting worse and worse, and sometimes I feel like this job just brings more burdens to him.”

Not paying attention to Peter's silence, Gwen hugged Peter's arm, rested her head on his shoulder, and continued to talk about her affairs in a low voice.But the huge force coming from her hand told Peter that she was not calm at this time.

"Dad said thank you. I almost fainted when I saw him. His whole head was wrapped in gauze and his body was covered with scars. But he said thank you. Without you, he would definitely die. More people, maybe including him."

The strong feeling of guilt finally completely occupied Peter's chest at this moment, forcing him to speak.

"Gwen, I..." Halfway through, his throat seemed to be stuck with something, but he still insisted on continuing. "I-I'm sorry if I..."

"Look, you're talking stupid things again." Gewen gently hit his chest, interrupting his next words. "I already said thank you, and then you suddenly apologized."

"I just felt like... I could have done more, but nothing came of it."

"But you have done a lot." Gwen looked into Peter's eyes. "Enough, even, too much."

Peter was about to speak, but Gwen's eyes that finally had some rippling told him that she had not finished speaking.

"When I knew you were the red mask reported in the news, I felt really proud. My boyfriend, the person I like, is a hero who is upright and willing to help others." I don't know when, Gewen There was already some tears in his words.

"But now I understand that being a hero is not a very glorious thing. When I saw my dad's injury and saw Uncle Lance's wife crying next to his body, I really... felt like I couldn't bear it. Yeah. Dad has decided to step back from the front line, but you...will you continue like this?"

"Gwen, I..." Peter spoke subconsciously.He wanted to make a promise, so that the weak girl in his arms could feel at ease.But for some reason, he could never say what she wanted to hear most. "I'll keep myself safe."

Gwen had buried her face in Peter's chest, preventing him from seeing her face clearly.Tiny sobs came from Peter's arms, and Peter, who didn't know how to comfort her, could only let her do this, while he patted her back gently.

After a long while, her sobbing gradually stopped.Gewen took a step back and wiped the tears from her face.

"Peter, I don't mean to force you to make any promises." Gwen forced a smile on her lips. "I know, this is what you want to do, and I won't force you to give it up. Just... don't worry me so much, okay?"

"Well, I promise."

No more words were needed, the two figures hugged each other under the sunset.