Mysterio soared through the air, his grip on me still tight as he flew towards a random building. Suddenly, he let me go, making my eyes widen as I started to rapidly fall towards the concrete.

"Shit!" I gasped, putting my hands flat below me and making red energy radiate from them. The impact of the energy slowed me down but I still landed harshly on the roof, groaning in pain as I stumbled and fell onto it. I looked up and my eyes widened as Mysterio landed at the other end of the roof. I gulped as I looked him up and down. It was obvious that he was still wearing dad's stolen suit, but he had made serious modifications, even since the last time that he had taken me. Since the suit was one of my dad's prototypes, it was physically bulkier and more armoured than my dad's current suit, but the thicker arms told me that Mysterio had added what looked to be a metal sword to one arm, as well as a rocket launcher to the other one.

"What the hell did you do to my dad's suit?" I spat, holding my waist in pain as I stumbled to my feet. He shrugged as he took a few steps forward, making me instinctively take a few backwards.

"Oh, you know. Just added the weapons perfect for killing the world's best kept secret: you." He nodded. My eyes widened.

"You've done all of this just to kill me?" I scoffed.

"Y/N, don't you see? You're the link that binds everything together. Your father embarrassed me and ruined my life fifteen years ago. Then, last year, Peter exposed me and ruined all of my plans. And guess who the most important person is to both of them? You. If I kill you, I ruin both of them. And believe me when I say that that's all I now want in life. To see Tony Stark and Peter Parker destroyed because their one shared weakness died." He smiled, shaking his head.

"If you kill me, they will never stop hunting you. You think your freedom is gone now? Try getting your life back when Peter and my dad are on your tail because you've killed me. Your life will be over." I snapped, trying to keep him talking to give Peter and my dad enough time to get to me, because I was too weak to fight him alone and win.

"And so will theirs. They'll be too heartbroken to avenge you, and if they try, I'll just kill them. I've got it all figured out, Y/N, and there's only one thing left to do to set the wheels in motion. And that's to kill you." He nodded, a smirk on his lips as he walked towards me. My eyes widened as I scurried back, but I was still being careful as I knew how close I was to the edge of the roof.

"That's not going to happen." My lips curled into a smirk as dad's voice ran out. I looked to my right and smiled as I saw Peter stood next to me, his mask on his head but his face visible. He looked at me and winked, making me smile as I looked to my left to see my dad there too.

"You messed with the wrong family, Beck." Dad scoffed, shaking his head.

"Oh, we'll see about that." Mysterio returned, scowling as his hand cannons started to fire up. Dad looked at me as his mask came down over his face, Peter also pulling his mask down over his skin.

"Peter, Y/N, what would you say to us beating the shit out of our good friend Mysterio, and then handing him over to Fury?" dad asked as all of us crouched slightly, ready to run.

"Mr Stark, I say we do it." Peter nodded. That was all the cue we needed. All three of us sprinted at Mysterio, his eyes widened slightly as he saw the anger in our eyes. Dad raised his hands and fired his cannons at Mysterio, which he easily countered with the cannons from his own suit. I joined my dad in firing my energy at Mysterio, making him grit his teeth as he fired back at me, a hand cannon focused on both of us as Peter shot a web at a metal pole that was on the roof and hurled it at Mysterio. His eyes widened as it hit him, sending him back against the roof as he groaned.

"Nice one, kid." Dad nodded as Peter went to see if Mysterio was still breathing. Suddenly, he grabbed Peter's foot and threw him off of the roof.

"Crap!" Peter yelled as he shot a web at the side of the building to stop himself from falling.

"It's over, Mysterio, give up, already." I spat.

"I'm not stopping until you're dead." He snapped back before firing both cannons at me. I raised my hands and used my energy to counter it.

"Crap, we've got drones incoming, can you take him, kid?" dad asked, looking at the fleet of drones that was flying towards us.

"I'm fine." I nodded, though my voice was strained as I became weaker the more energy that I used to battle Mysterio.

"I know that you're getting weak, Y/N, and I know that you can't keep this up for much longer." He smiled, shaking his head.

"It's lucky that I'm here too, then." Suddenly, webs started to be fired at Mysterio's hand cannons, stopping the beam of energy against mine. I stopped my energy and took a deep breath, placing my hands against my knees as Peter fought Mysterio in my place. I looked at my dad and chuckled as he was surrounded by debris of all the drones that he had obviously destroyed.

"Piece of cake." He shrugged, making me smile as I looked back at Peter and Mysterio. Peter jumped and kicked him in the face, knocking him unconscious as he fell to the floor.

"He just doesn't know when to quit." He scoffed and shook his head, hands placed sassily on his hips as he walked towards my dad.

"Hopefully he'll know after we're done with him." Dad mumbled as I slowly walked towards Mysterio. I crouched down beside him, studying the face of the man who had been trying to get to me for a year. Suddenly, his eyes shot open, making me gasp as he shot up and grabbed me.

"Y/N!" dad yelled, immediately firing up his hand cannons as Peter's white eyes widened.

"Ah, ah, ah, power down the weapons or she goes over the edge of the building with me." Mysterio threatened, putting one of his cannons to my head as he walked us towards the edge of the building.

"Okay, okay, just don't do anything drastic, let's stay calm." Dad nodded, slowly lowering his hands. I gulped and looked at Peter, who was staring at me with white eyes, ready to run to me. We'd been in this situation before. And if Peter had saved me then, he'd save me again. I was sure of it.

"What's going to happen is that I'm going to walk off of the edge of this building, and Y/N is going to fall with me." Mysterio nodded, taking another step back.

"Or, I kill you and stop you from murdering my daughter in cold blood." Dad spat, raising one of his hands again. Tears filled my eyes as Beck took another step towards the edge of the building, making dad and Peter flinch.

"If you kill me, she falls to her death too. Either that, or the two of you walk away now and only she dies." He nodded.

"That's hardly a choice, asshole." Dad spat before looking at me.

"You remember roll and power, Y/N?" he asked. My eyes widened slightly, immediately recognising the name of the stunt that Wanda had taught me in training. I nodded slowly, making Peter look between us.

"We really doing this?" Peter gulped. My dad nodded and gave him a reassuring look before turning back to me.

"Peter, now!" dad yelled. Without hesitation, Peter fired a web at Mysterio's arm and pulled, forcing his arm away from my waist.

"What the hell?" he spat, making me duck down and roll as Mysterio started to lean over the edge of the building, about to fall. I landed on my back and immediately pointed my hands at him, my red laces of energy shooting to him. He groaned as the laces wrapped around his body and held him there so that he was unable to fall.

"What was that about you killing my daughter by taking her with you when you fell?" dad asked, cocking his head to the side as he strolled towards Mysterio.

"I can still fall myself. I won't let you take me alive." He shook his head before taking a deep breath. My eyes widened as he started to force his hands open, trying to active his hand cannons to get rid of my energy.

"No." I spoke through gritted teeth, slowly getting to my feet so that I could increase the energy that I had on him.

"Beck, don't do this." Peter shook his head, helping me by shooting a couple of webs at him and tying him up further. But it was no use as he snapped the webs, making me start to whimper in pain at the amount of energy I was using.

"Peter, help me." I choked, blood starting to trickle from my nose as I felt my grip on Mysterio get weaker as he used more of the suit's power to pull away. Peter nodded before swinging around Mysterio, wrapping him back up again, only to have the webs snapped moments later again.

"Beck, let us save you, you don't have to die." I gulped, getting weaker by the second since I'd now been holding onto him for at least a minute. That's how long it felt, anyway.

"And be taken in and imprisoned for the rest of my life by Fury? No. I'd rather die." He spat before suddenly ripping through all of my red laces. My eyes widened as he used his hand cannons to fly over the edge of the building.

"NO!" I yelled, reaching a hand out as the hand cannons stopped firing and he fell, quickly disappearing. I gulped, my head dizzy as I felt my legs giving way.

"Woah." Peter gasped as he rushed to me, his strong arms catching me before the ground did. He sunk to the floor with me in his arms, my head spinning as I rested it against his chest.

"He didn't let us save him." I whispered, not wanting to believe that we'd just let Mysterio die. Peter sighed, gently moving a strand of hair out of my face with his gloved hand.

"I know, sweetheart, and that wasn't your fault. It wasn't any of our faults." He reassured, cradling me close to him. I looked up and sighed in relief as dad appeared next to us.

"Dad." I choked as he crouched down beside me.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, kid, Peter has you, you're alright." He reassured.

"We let him die, though. He didn't let us save him." I cried.

"Not everyone can be saved, honey. Especially if they don't want to be." He nodded. I sighed, tears leaving my eyes as I curled into Peter again.

"Come on, let's get you two back to the cabin. And then, Peter, I think we better get you home, your aunt must be worried sick." Dad sighed as he stood up.

"Oh, god, I've been gone for almost a week, she's never going to let me out of her sight again." Peter groaned, making me chuckle as he stood up with me still in his arms, holding me bridal style.

"She has to. You are the friendly neighbourhood Spiderman." Dad teased.

"True." Peter smiled, looking down at me before firing a web and getting ready to launch us off of the building.

"Now, what's this about you being thrown off of a roof?"