There was a crash, sending both me and Peter on our feet on the bed. I felt every nerve in my body as Peter helped me down. I could have gone down myself, but I liked that he wanted to help.

We crept out of my bedroom, feeling my eyes start to glow as Peter strapped his web shooter to his wrists. My hands heated up as I stood behind him, both of us low to the ground.

We jumped down the stairs without a sound, and as we were turning, Peter was thrown to the other side of the house.

"PETER!" I yelled, going to run to him. I was yanked back, my hands pinned behind my back in a painful way. I yelped, wincing and shutting my eyes tightly. Peter shot up at the sound of my yelp, an anger in his eyes.

"LET HER GO!" He yelled, angrier more than terrified. A laugh escaped the persons throat, one that sent the most terrified shiver up my spine.

"Why would I want let my daughter go?" Peter's eyes widened as my father stepped into the light.

"Y-You're supposed to be--"

"Dead? I know. One of my many tricks." He said with a smirk. He pulled my arms up more, sending a tear down my cheek as I was put in more pain.

"L-Let her go, please." Peter pleaded as I stared at him with fear. I looked him up and down, noticing that he only had a cut on his cheek from slamming into a vase.

"I can't do that. I need to take away something she has." I stared ahead, confused before my father grabbed my wrist and aimed my hand at Peter. I yelled out in shock as he pressed on a nerve, a bolt of electricity shooting out of my hand, hitting Peter in the chest.

"NO!" I yelled, going to run to Peter. But he was already being launched back. He hit the window, crashing out and falling off the cliff. I screamed, falling to my knees.

He's dead. He can't survive that fall. Can he? No, it's not possible. He's dead.

Because of your powers.

My father chuckled wickedly, yanking me by the hair, slapping a cloth over my mouth as he whispered in my ear. "This will be over soon, darling." I scratched at his hands, too afraid to use my powers now as everything went black.

***

I woke up with a cut lip, my wrists and ankles chained to a strange circular machine. I was standing up, looking around Oscorp in fear. Why am I here? I felt a pain in my arms, looking at them to notice I had several small needles in them.

"Help! Someone please!" I yelled, jiggling my arms and legs. I looked down, noticing my torso was also strapped down. I cried out, feeling tears begging to fall down.

"No one will hear you, sweetheart. Everyone has left." My father said with a laugh as he left the darkness, staring at me through the glass.

"Why are you doing this? WHY DID YOU MAKE ME KILL PETER?" I said, crying as memories of what could only have been a few moments ago flooded into my brain.

"Because. He knew too much about me, doll. He knew I killed your mother, may god rest her soul, and he knew I killed Norman, the one who actually stole my idea to make this... Oscorp. And I am simply... taking away your powers before I kill you, because now you know far too much." My father rambled, more tears leaving me with each word. I shook my head, not wanting any of this to be real.

I looked at my hands, which were starting to glow. I yelled, bolts of electricity escaping my palms and blasting everywhere. My father ran over to a control board, pushing a button that injected whatever liquid was in the needles into me. I cried out, a pain I have never felt entering my body.

"This should teach you to listen when your father tells you to!"

"You-- YOU aren't my father you sick son of a bitch!" I said, the tears quickly drying. I felt my body start to glow a different color, a confused look on my face, just as confused as my father.

"Wait.. NO THIS ISN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!" He yelled, slamming his fist into the control board. I grumbled, huffing as I felt my body gain more power. I yanked my wrist free from the chain, shaking the needles free before doing the same with my other hand. I grabbed the waist chain, forcing it open as my dad's face showed more and more fear.

I kicked off the chains of my ankles, stepping off the platform I was on, walking to the glass. I punched it hard, only sending a crack up it. My father ran to another control panel, flipping a large switch as white smoke exited the floor below me. I gasped, holding my throat as I fell to my knees, one hand on the floor while I tried desperately to breathe before falling on my back, everything turning white. I looked over, still able to see through the glass as I heard a loud crash, a whooshing noise coming from somewhere.

"P-Peter..." I whispered, coughing as everything went dark.

***

(3rd Person P.O.V.)

All Peter could truly feel was anger. Anger that he let Felicity's father take her away, and use her powers against her to harm him. He was in pain from the fall, but he subsided it, his eyes locked on Nathan Dagger.

He shot a web around Nathan's throat, jumping up into the air and strung it on a beam, sending Nathan into the air, gasping for breath as he hung.

Peter slowly sank down to his level, punching and kicking the absolute shit out of Nathan before cutting the web, causing Nathan to fall, hitting the ground with a thud.

Peter dropped down, Karen whispering in his ear to calm down. "Peter your vitals are off the charts and your emotions are even wor-"

"SHUT IT KAREN." Peter yelled, getting a laugh from Nathan as he tried to stand up, only to be kicked down by Peter. He grabbed Nathan's shirt, punching him over and over again in the face before Nathan was out cold, dropping him on the ground.

"Felicity? Felicity? Fel- FELICITY!" Peter ran up to the glass, seeing Felicity on the ground. He continuously punched the glass until it shattered, climbing through it and falling next to Felicity, picking her head up as he ripped of his mask, tears in his eyes.

"Felicity? Please wake up. You have to wake up. W-We all need you.. I.. I need you, Felicity. You can't leave before we even started anything... I can't lose you...." Peter cried out, shoving his arms under hers as he brought Felicity into a tight hug, tears rolling down his face.

"I can't lose another person I love..." He whispered, his face in the crook of her neck. There was a small spark from her fingertips, getting Peter's attention. He removed himself from the one sided hug, staring into Felicity's closed eyes.

"Felicity?" He whispered, a small amount of hope filling him up.

Felicity gasped, her eyes shooting open as she looked around before staring into Peter's eyes, before she suddenly furrowed her brows in confusion.

"W-who are you?" She said, Peter's heart bursting as he stared at Felicity in fear.

"Y-you don't remember me? Come on Felicity, you have to know me." He said, his voice cracking as Felicity smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Of course I remember you, Peter." She said, Peter letting out a sigh of relief as she brought him into a tight hug before looking at him.

"How can I forget a dork like you?" She whispered, a tear leaving her face.

***

(Felicity's P.O.V.)

I looked over Peter's shoulder, staring at my dad.

"I-Is he..." I trailed off as Peter shook his head, still hugging me. We heard sirens, Peter quickly slipping his mask on. He helped me up, my legs wobbling before I caught my balance.

"We need to go Felicity." He said, shooting up to the broken window. I nodded, going to fly up.

But I stopped, staring at my father. I almost died because of my father. I did die, because of my father. I almost killed Peter..

Because of my father.

I snapped my head to father, who was still unconscious. I suddenly felt stronger, more powerful.

Maybe he only got rid of some things. And I was right. My hair was suddenly white again as I stood up, walking over to my father, who was now waking up.

"You're going back in that damn coffin." I said with a deep anger in my voice, grabbing him by the throat and squeezed, watching his life drain from his eyes as he choked, scratching at my hands.

"FELICITY STOP!" Peter yelled. But something in me told me to keep going, and I wish I didn't listen. My father suddenly stopped moving, the quick heartbeat freezing. I dropped his corpse, fear passing through me as I stared at my dead father.

I turned my head, hearing yelling as foot steps came up the stairs.

"WE NEED TO GO!" Peter yelled as I nodded, shooting up into the air as police officers entered the room, finding my dead father.

***

We sat in my room in silence, Peter pacing back and forth.

"I don't feel bad for what I did." I said, reliving the last 20 minutes.

"N-Neither do I. Your dad deserved it. He killed Harry's dad, your mom." Peter said, staring at me. I nodded, a small smile on my face. God I probably look like a lunatic.

"He's really gone now, Peter. Just like Uncle Ben's ki-" My eyes widened as I slapped a hand over my mouth, staring at Peter as his widened to.

"What?" He said, stepping forward. I shook my head, Peter staring at me in confusion.

"Uncle Ben's killer is dead?" He said, a smile on his face. I slowly nodded, a relieved sigh coming from Peter.

***

I actually planned on removing like, half of Felicity's powers because she only got half of the liquid injected into her, but she needs at least 75% of the liquid to be injected in order to get at least 3 powers removed. So right now she has one removed but I need to figure out which one it will be.. And I'll be more honest, I actually wrote down that she died, but deleted it, which was like 300+ words, possibly 500. But obviously I wasn't going to because she's the main character in the book and I can't end it here.

But at some point, since she was injected, she will lose her powers over time, so just wait for that.

<3 A.