Spiderman won't save her...
Peter already warned MJ to stop playing detective, but she didn't listen and in one of these investigations, she ended up getting caught.Mary Jane had fought with Peter Parker/Spider-Man, the two had not been talking for a long time, after all, she wanted to play the heroine without powers and Peter was extremely worried. They ended their relationship and Peter had already warned Mary Jane to stop getting involved in danger, because one day, she could end up in trouble, infiltrating criminal bases. Mary Jane ignored all of Peter's warnings and continued with her investigative life, taking risks and almost dying several times in the process.
One day, there was a celebration in the city, she didn't know exactly what it was about, but that wasn't what she was interested in. She had found out about an abandoned warehouse full of weapons, it belonged to a criminal that Mary Jane had been chasing for years, but she couldn't find anything about it. The air smelled of rust and machine oil as she walked through the party, her boots clicking against the pavement while she scanned the crowd for her contact.
She was in the middle of the party, looking for her 'informant', but since it was a costume party, it was difficult to find him. "Damn... where is he?" she muttered, adjusting her red scarf against the cool evening breeze. "Why did I have to meet him right here?"
Until a man dressed as an Elf approached, his breath reeking of cheap whiskey as he whispered in her ear. "Follow me, I have what you want..."
Mary Jane grimaced but followed him through dark alleys until they reached the warehouse. The wooden door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with shadows. Her gloved hand tightened around her phone in her pocket as she stepped inside, the floor gritty beneath her boots. "Okay, let's start from the beginning one last time... go in, grab the evidence, get out. It's not the first time you've done this, MJ..."
She found the security office and accessed the computer, discovering floor plans of Avengers Tower and security details. Just as she pocketed a hard drive with the evidence, a cold metal barrel pressed against her temple. "Stay where you are," a voice said, sending shivers down her spine despite her attempts to remain calm.
The criminal revealed he was behind everything and that her informant was actually the Chameleon in disguise. Before she could react, he forced her to the ground, the hard concrete scraping her palms as he began binding her wrists with rough rope that bit into her skin. Mary Jane struggled as he wrapped rope around her ankles and chest, her blouse stretching tightly across her breasts with each movement.
"What now? Are you going to kill me? Or use me as a hostage?" she challenged, but he only laughed. He removed her boots and socks, exposing her feet before gagging her with her own socks and taping her mouth shut. "Mmmmppprfffggghh" she moaned against the gag as he secured a metal collar around her neck and chained her to a pipe in a hidden room, leaving her completely trapped and alone.
Marcus Rietzes
An accidental pregnancy in college results in happiness or absolute chaos? Only time will tell..
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
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