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*Hope POV*

In New York, you'll find almost every race and language you can think of under the sun. The city is made up of five different boroughs: Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn, The Bronx and Staten Island.

I am currently walking along the streets of Queens in order to find a safe location to eat and heal. The wound on my leg was currently covered therefore stopping the bleeding further. My bottoms that I am wearing and adore the most was now covered in red, dried/wet blood.

New York was known for being the city that never sleeps. Bright lights shining through the mid-day sky therefore earning its name especially at night time. It was a perfectly unassuming shade to provide backdrop for the yellow taxis and traffic signs.

Buildings that are astonishingly tall and eye-catching. Some of the building that are meant for shops and business are made from glass buildings. Although the homes that I love and adore are made from bricks creating a homey look towards them.

New York City is usually the extraordinary buildings that pierce the sky or the congested sidewalks with people desperate to shop in the famous street.

The voices of never-ending attractions call out and envelop you in their awe. The streets are filled with atmosphere that is like a young child on a shopping spree in a candy store.

Living in New York is a fantasy for a lot of people , but living in New York City is something even better, and more magical than any fantasy.

Once exploring the city a little hunger started to drive it way through my systems. Searching high and low for a decent looking little shop. During my journey through New York I finally came up to a shop that looks decent enough to shop at. The sign on top of the shop is unmissable their catching eyes of those that walk past the shop called 'Delmar'. It wasn't tall unlike the other shops within this skyscraper city. ​Although it was small and not highly popular it's still looks like a community friendly for family living in Queen.

The shop wasn't just known for it just being a shop but for having sweet and caring shop keepers. As well as having the best sandwiches in Queens although some people may disagree saying it hasn't got enough bread. Personally, I like to taste the food inside the sandwich and not just the plain, tasteless bread.

It was painted pale white although some of paint that was plastid on the walls of the shop is slowly peeling off lightly. The letters that was located tightly above the shop in red and bright lettering. The lights in the shop shined through the window dimly only allow sight thing that was sold in the shop to sine through.

The owner of the shop is also called Delmar therefore showing a personal passion towards shop. He loves the shop deeply, more than his own children if he had one. The residents that lived inside the shop carried a Spanish or Mexican background. Delmar expresses his background by taking in this mother tongue throughout the shops towards some costumers and co-workers.

Once I entered the shop the glorious smell of fresh cooked food filled the atmosphere, it was like a sensation from heaven. The hunger of the food that I once was filled with before erupted inside me again going deeper and deeper.

Rows of different objects like toys and food laid neatly across the whole shop making it easier to see everything they are selling. My feet walked towards the medic row that carried bandages and medication like pain killer neatly across the row.

Grabbing a quick and tight grip one two bandages, one pain killer medication, one disinfects (to clean the wound) and two talfa gauze (non-stick cloths for pressure on the wound). Unfortunately I couldn't carry all this stuff, so I decided to use my t-shirt to make a basket for me. This exposed my tone tanned stomach to the public, not that I'm ashamed of it or anything.

Clever to non-clever thoughts processes in my mind. I thought it would have been clever to walk backwards and suddenly turn around on myself to face forwards. This turn created an impact with another hard-muscular body therefore causing not only my healing equipment or treatment for my wound to fall to the ground but me falling backwards. As I waited patiently and quietly for the impact I expected, unfortunately it never came.

A light impact was located mid of my back. I slowly opened my hazel eyes staring back into someone gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. The pressure on my back was being created by one hand therefore showing the quick reflexes and strength they had on them. A gasp of breath escaped my lips when I felt the sudden impact on my back.

Slowly coming back up onto my feet allowing myself to support myself although I couldn't keep my own balance. My knees bucketed inwards therefore causing pain to spread throughout my whole body. I was falling downwards towards the ground which seems to be an ongoing thing with me and this cute boy on going thing is catching me a lot lately.

"Woah" a soft voice escaped his lips as his hand reached underneath my arm pits. Tightly my eyes were closed as I was heading to the floor but when the impact never came, I opened my eyes widely towards the boy in front of me. Silence filled the air as we analysed each other features.

The young fifteen-year-old boy that stood delicately staring into my hazel eyes. He had curly/wavy brown hair that spread wildly around his facial structure. Although when the light shines onto his hair your able to see he tried to get it back. Unfortunately the gel from early didn't stick therefore making his natural curls to peek through. Personally, I think the natural messy look is sexy on him.

Travelling down towards his facial features we gradual meets his eyebrows. They matched colour of his brown curly perfectly. One of his eyebrows had little hairs peeking out along the outline of his brow. This created an attractive look towards him.

The young boy was probably the most attractive kid I have seen throughout my visit to New York. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a girlfriend or an attractive girl hooked around his arm and she began to yell at me. Although I must admit I am kind of hoping that he doesn't have one.

His facial structure was sharp especially with his jaw line clearly being on display. Therefore showing an athletic side towards him. With his strength that he displayed earlier with one arm it clearly shows that he works out.

Although his face and strength show one side of him, his clothes on the other hand show another side of him. He wore a science pun top therefore showing the cute dork side towards him. Then to match his top he wore blue jeans matching perfectly with the white. Although it was cold outside, he decided to wear a tartan blue and red undone t-shirt on top of his white pun top. This allowed some of the cold air from outside to be blocked off from his light skin. As well as wearing old black PUMA trainers that match greatly with his outfit of today.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked lightly not wanting to scare me away. I was able to tell that he hasn't spoken to a girl before therefore making him even cuter than what he already is, and that was already hard to top off.

I open my mouth to speak unfortunately no sound came out of my mouth. Therefore I decided to nod my head as a response instead.

A low chuckle escaped his throat as he stared down towards the floor and then back up at me again. Our eyes met with a glance causing a tiny blush to form on my face.

Looking I saw that his hands are now located at my waist and my stuff is still on the floor. Lowering my body down towards the stuff, slowly picking up the objects one by one. I didn't need to touch the floor for support because of my core strength – dance really did pay off when I was little.

A shadow followed my motion and placed a basket on the floor in front of my view. A smile spread across his face as he saw the light in my eyes at the sight of basket. The objects that was laying in my shirt is now in the basket. A small "thanks" whispered across my lips.

Reaching forwards he helps me continue picking my stuff up from the floor. "I'm Peter by the way. Peter Parker" he introduced himself. His soft hand fell in front of him in a greeting manner.

Lightly I grabbed his hand and shook it. "Nice to met you Peter" I spoked out loud with more confidence. A smile appears on my face as well as his.

"So I never seen you around here before are you new?" he asked me in a questionable tone. He got up from the floor after finishing picking everything is up from the floor. He grabbed a hold of the basket as well as one of my hand in order to help me up.

I took the hand that he gave me and pushed myself up. "Eh yeah, something like that" I spoke out loud in a semi-truth.

"Well..." reaching towards his pocket as we started walking the counter which Mr Delmar sat lazily. His hand pulled out a phone from his pocket. It wasn't the latest phone there showing that he doesn't have that much money. Typing on his phone a little before handing it towards me. "Put your number in there. I mean, only if you want to. You don't have to it if yo-"

"All done" I spoke quickly therefore cutting him off from his blushing mess. I sent myself a quick text on his phone in order to get his number.

"Cool" he chuckled placing the basket on the counter. Staring back into my hazel eyes as we keep our glare for a while.

"Eh, thank you for earlier." I spoke towards him for the last time leaving a quick smile to spread across my face before I turned my focus towards Mr Delmar.

Scanning my eyes across the board of different type of sandwiches, my hunger was reaching out wards them all. Although there was only one sandwich that could satisfy me. "Please may I have a number five with extra pickles please?" I asked shyly towards the shop keeper. He turned his body around to stare at his co - worker and started speaking Spanish to him.

"Anything else for you dear?" He asked politely while staring behind me towards the other costumers. I shook my head since I didn't really need anything else until I remember something. He started by picking my stuff out of the basket and entering them on the till.

"Oh, can you swish it down fit?" I quickly ask before it was too late. Nodding his head towards me he then turned and spoke to his co-worker again. During his talk to his co-worker I discover his name is Lenny.

"Okay, that would be seven dollars and ninety cents please" he spoke out loud and he extended his hand towards me. Reaching down towards my pocket and try to find some cash, unfortunately there wasn't any. The emotions of scared and embarrassment was spreading across my face quickly.

"Eh, hey Delmar. Mind adding another number five please with extra pickle and swish it down real flat?" He states towards the shop keeper therefore making the cost of everything to be twelve dollars and ninety cents. Peter turned his face towards me and smiled kindly and he reached down in his pocket to get money out. "Don't worry about it, I got it" handing over the cash toward Delmar.

I couldn't help but let a general smile go across my face as he handed to man the money. 'His so sweet and cute' I thought to myself and I keep my hazel eyes on the chocolate brown boy.

I reached my hand out to grab a hold of the bag, but Peter did the same thing as me therefore causing our hands to touch. I could feel the heat rushing towards my face therefore informing me that I am blushing like a mad woman. Although I wasn't the only one that was a blushing mess, Peter was too.

Peter ended up grabbing a hold of the bag and started to walk towards the doors of the shop. Pushing open the door he holds it there therefore allowing myself to go through first. Such a gentleman. A small "thank you" escaped my lips like earlier within a whispered tone. Although I believed he heard me because the questioned me what for. "For being kind and a gentleman towards me. As well as paying for all that stuff when I couldn't afford it" I spoke truthfully towards him, a smile spreads across his face as I spoke the beginning part toward him.

"Anytime and if you need anything, I mean anything at all, literally any-" he spoke in a blushful manner. Unfortunately he never got to finish his sentence because I reached up in my tip toes (since he was two inches taller than me) and placed a light kiss of his cheek.

"I'll message you" I replied grabbing a hold of the bag that he was holding currently. "See you around Peter Parker" I turned my body to start walking but I was pull back and doing around by a small tug from Peter.

"Wait, I didn't catch your name." He said in a delicate manner towards me.

A small smile spreader across my face and I learned forward towards his ear. My lips lightly tough his heated skin while a blush was rushing towards his cheeks. "Hope" I spoke one part of my name before learning back into a normal stand. "Hope Danvers" final with the last words in place I started to walk towards any direction in order to make a grand exit in front of this cute boy.

While walking along the street of New York I heard a binging sound from my pocket. I reached down towards my pocket and grab a hold of my phone. I had twelve text messages from my sister, twenty missed calls from her too as well as having one text from Peter. I opened my phone, not to reply to my sister but to see Peter text.

Peter Parker
I believe you got my sandwich Hope Danvers

I smiled towards the text as I sent I quick reply to him inform that I will bring it over later and that I was sorry. I continue my walk down the street when I was stopped by a sudden noise from my right ear. Reaching my hand towards my ear I thought to myself on what the possibly noise could be coming from.

Then I remember that there was teacher in that certain area and noise must mean that it was activated. I pulled on the part that was sticking to my skin like a lecher.

Finally I got a hold of the tracked that was a circular shape and red. The red that was plastered on the tracker was flashing showing it was activated.

Annoyance filled my face as I stared towards the small tracker in my hand. There was a bike parked along the side of the shop that I decide to place the tracker on the bike "have fun tracker this bike sis" I spoke to myself.

As I was walking away from the bike that I placed my tracker on I saw something glow in the light. The sun was reflecting on the badge that was laying lightly in the floor.

The badge was hidden slightly under a bin, once I reached forward and grad it, I just realised that there is only half of the badge available. It was a sliver colour and a little bit rusted meaning it wasn't new, or it was possibly beaten up.

Looking feeling towards a badge I recognise it from somewhere, but I couldn't think where I have noticed this badge from. Scraping my light fingers across the it some of the dirt and a little rust started to come off it. Then I remember where I see this badge and curiosity got the better of me.

-> A Few Minutes Ago ->
Twisting my arm backwards and swaying it forwards again, repeatedly created a wave to push side to side. Twinkling my fingers in both hands made little bubbles of water to rise from the waves slowly.

My other arm was shooting straight upwards therefore making impact with the villain. He started to fall lower almost hitting the ground. Although because of the fall it knocked his concertation off balance. Those that are innocent and trapped began to get lose and escaped the ball. The water that Hope was once controlling was placed flat along the streets therefore creating a soft fall for those that are innocent in this situation.

After I knew those that shouldn't be involved in this battle are safe my attention was fully back on the villain of the story. He was almost fully standing up right although that soon changes. I swirled my hands in a circular motion therefore creating a gust of air to gather around him. Trapping him in his place but I wasn't strong enough to hold it for long.

An explosion of electricity explodes around the area of my air ball. The shell that was protecting the world began to creak like a smashed crystal ball.

-> Present Day ->
He was wearing the badge while we were fighting, I was able to see a little glimpse of it when I trapped him. Meaning my powers must have done this damage towards him but didn't hurt him too much because the badge protected him a little.

Maybe, this badge could be a lead towards him, to finding out his identity. My curiosity got the better of me therefore I was in needed desire to find this man out and possibly take him down.

Walking further down the street it started to get chiller and the air began to quicken. There was a storm coming. A twist in my stomach informed me that something wasn't right, that something bad was approaching.

The goose bumps on my arms began to rise meaning the air was getting colder. I had no shelter to the cold thin air unlike a certain boy that keep playing on my mind in repeat. I missed him, he was sweet and treated like I wasn't an outsider. He treated me like I was human, which I suppose I am in a way. Wishing to have his tartan t-shirt wrapped around me.

The sandwich that I had earlier was possibly the best sandwich that I have ever eaten. Delmar's sandwiches are the place to be.

From a distance you can see the sun setting in the mid-day sky. Mixer of pinks, oranges and blues spreader across the sky line making it look like heaven. It was beautiful like nothing I have ever seen in a while, it reminds me how great it is to live on earth again.

Scanning my eyes through each shop to find warmth until my eyes landed on a tall glass building. Although it was tall and looked warm it wasn't the main thing that catches my eye. The badge that I held on my hands looked alike to the symbol that was located on the building.

I needed know more about the building in front of me and the symbol. Is there a meaning behind it? When did the villain have the same symbol as this build?

Oscorp was the name displayed across the whole building, even the name was in glass therefore showing the professionalism of their work. The glass display for the building wasn't just a design to make them look good unlike other skyscrapers. The glass that was placed on this build is actual glass.

Oscorp, also known as Oscorp Industries, is an American multinational corporation. The corporation is based out of the Oscorp Tower in New York. It was created and run by its CEO Norman Osborn. Norman studied chemistry and electrical engineering in college. He also took a number of courses in business administration. Norman Osborn's teacher, Professor Mendel Stromm, formed the business partnership. Since Norman put up the bulk of the financing, they called their company the Osborn Corporation, or Oscorp.

My feet placed themselves one foot in front of the other as I started to travel my way through the busy crowds. It was bigger from the inside, people crashing into one another with urgency. Some people was carrying files contain different projects. The desk lady was continually talking against her ear piece as she types on the motor.

It was clean and tidy, everything was nesting in its place. Sofas fresh with the smell of leather surrounding them l. Pink or blue flowers laid peaceful on top of a glass see through table. The clean was freshly clean every hour to insure it stay neat and tidy.

A star symbol was located on top of the woman desk therefore showing off the company brand. It was made out of glass the star that was hanging above the woman's head. The badge that was display in my hand looks exactly alike with the brand of this company.

I was getting closer to him I knew I was, there something in this building that just relates to him. Whether he works here or doing business for someone within the company. He was related to something somehow.

I turned my head slightly as I began to warm up and saw a little display screen of what they are currently doing in Oscorp. There was something about joining spider spices together. Many and many projects displayed in the screen but nothing related to the one I needed to know about. I was able to turn my head but suddenly a little photo catches my eyes.

It had something to do electromagnetic pulse joining together. Then another image of an animal showed up and then putting them both together. 'What will happen if they did that to a human or if someone did it to them self?' I thought to myself think back to the type of power The Mute had.

I'm getting closer I just needed some more evidence to know who he truly is and then I would be able to catch him, once and for all.