[The world tilts on its axis, and Peter's spider sense lights up under his skin. A loud warning that blares in the back of his mind.
He feels what is going to happen. The danger that he can't completely avoid. Every possibility unfolds immediately before him before disappearing again. There are choices he needs to make.
The look on his face isn't horrified, confused or scared, it's knowing.
Peter's body moves without him. The close proximity between the two of them in the narrow hallway means the shot hits his midsection, but he's faster than Fitzberg. He will prevent any other shots from happening.
He slams the man into the wall with enough strength to dent it. His hand presses tightly into Fitzberg's throat, holding him in place as he grabs the gun and breaks it in his other hand.]
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He feels what is going to happen. The danger that he can't completely avoid. Every possibility unfolds immediately before him before disappearing again. There are choices he needs to make.
The look on his face isn't horrified, confused or scared, it's knowing.
Peter's body moves without him. The close proximity between the two of them in the narrow hallway means the shot hits his midsection, but he's faster than Fitzberg. He will prevent any other shots from happening.
He slams the man into the wall with enough strength to dent it. His hand presses tightly into Fitzberg's throat, holding him in place as he grabs the gun and breaks it in his other hand.]
Bad idea.