Avengers Fanfiction Peter Can Break Vibranium Novels & Stories

When I reminded him of how I’d managed to take Jacob down and handcuff him while Max lay unconscious and admitted to having been administered an antidote that Peter brought from Africa that would protect me from getting infected, he relaxed and actually agreed that it would strengthen our team to have me play an active role. He’d been gone about fifteen minutes when Peter came home. He looked long in the face and acted very preoccupied. “What’s the matter?” I asked as he came out to the patio with two beers and hand and handed one to me. “Nothing for you to worry about, my love,” he said as he put his bottle of beer to his lips and took a long drink. It was impossible for me not to notice t

“I want to hear you say it.” “I’ll stop fighting.” My response is less than a mumble, my stomach rolling with nausea, while I try to disobey his instructions. “I will not scream or run.” “Good.” Brad sneers, pleasure in his smile, enjoying the superiority he has over me and the rest of his friends. Goddess, help this pack if we’re left to alphas like this. I’ve never talked to Bane, Blackstone’s heir, but if he has his brother’s personality, we’re all in trouble. “Now stand.”

“You could have been great under my guidance. Instead, you choose this... animal.” Niklaus bristles at the insult, but I squeeze his hand quickly, silently reassuring him. I draw up all the magical energy I can muster, letting it swirl around us, a visible aura of power. “I choose power, Peter. Not the kind that comes from stealing and betrayal, but the kind that’s given freely and shared between mates.” With a scream of rage, Peter launches a massive wave of energy. I counter it with a barrier, my arms straining under the force. The impact sends a shockwave through the room, dust and debris swirling around us.

Adrian said in a deliberate tone. Was he crazy? Did he even think Peter was a fighter like him, who had some strange ability to throw needles that froze people in place? He thought. His thought almost came out of his mouth, but he could only open wide eyes as he stared at Adrian and tried not to sound too… rash. “What? Do you actually believe we stand a chance with that many men?” Peter asked, panicked at this point. “I know you’ve strength and power… but facing off with that many men doesn’t that mean we’d die quicker…” he said as he started to lower his tone.

Zander yelled, slamming his fist into Peter's face. Peter blocked him with one arm. We heard a sickening sound that had them both reeling with shock. His brother's arm bent at an unnatural angle and I realized that Zander had used his full strength. Peter cradled his broken arm to his chest, his jaw clenching against the pain. "You stupid idiot," snarled Peter. "You broke my arm!" With a grunt of pain, he shoved Zander to the side and flipped over, jumping away as quickly as a lizard. "It's a tranquilizer gun, asshole."

Victor gave the smooth armor a hard kick without holding back. It looked just like a normal metal wall, but after Victor kicked it hard, it actually caved right in. Peter felt like he was going crazy. He had discovered this spot purely by accident. He was beating up someone here, and when he forcefully pushed that person against this wall, a slight indentation appeared. He then gathered some people and, with immense effort, managed to push this wall in. But Victor had made the wall cave in with just one kick. Such monstrous strength! Peter looked at his leg, puzzled.

“Now hurry up and help me sneak out while no one’s watching.” But Peter firmly pushed him back onto the bed. “Sir, my plan is this—you lie here and pretend your condition got worse.” “What?!” Xavier looked at him like he’d grown two heads. “How’s that gonna help? If I’m worse, how do I leave?!” “You won’t have to.” Peter blinked his big blue eyes innocently. “I’ll go tell your father that Madam is about to be taken away, and your condition’s gotten worse, so he should send people to protect her!”

Rina murmured under her breath, but her smirk faltered when Ada’s eyes fell on her. I pressed forward. “You think this isn’t your problem because it hasn’t touched your walls yet. But Peter yes, he has a name Peter thrives on division. He sets packs against each other, lets them bleed, and then steps in with influence and power when you’re too broken to resist. That’s how he’s survived this long. That’s how he destroyed my family. If you keep pretending this isn’t your concern, you’ll hand him the rest of our world on a platter.”

Says Luthor getting far too excited. “I think Luthor just volunteered for shopping duties” says Peter smirking, I laugh to myself, as if any of us wouldn’t love to take Nova shopping. We love spoiling her, the way she never stops having these big, amazed eyes like a child everywhere we go. I love the way she takes our opinions on board and listens to what we think but also has her own style she doesn’t compromise. Though we may go a bit hard at the trying to assuage our guilt with the gifts.

This was her hiding spot. “Do you know anyone called Alpha Luca?” I asked him. “Alpha again? You have mentioned it again,” he said. “I meant Luca. Do you know Luca? Did she mention that it was him who threatened her?” I corrected myself. I kept forgetting that I was not in my pack. “If you need me to continue giving answers to your questions, you might have to give me one more moonstone,” he said. Peter did not only have terrible anger issues; he was also greedy. I stretched out my hand to the left and trusted one of my men to know what to do.