||Clary & Peter|| \closed/
Peter heard a scream. His head snapped up and he vaulted off the rooftop he was perched on, running towards the source of the noise. He found himself in an alley, facing just one regular guy. "I swear I heard a scream" he muttered, confused. Peter turned away looking down the alley. When he turned back, the guy had closed the gap between them. The guy smiled and Peter's skin crawled. As he turned to walk away, he saw a flash of silver, and a felt a sharp stabbing pain in his leg. Wincing Peter turned around. "Ow. Did you just stab me? Not. Nice." He gasped, suddenly getting angry. Shaking his head, he shot some webs towards the guy, pinning him to the wall. Satisfied he would be stuck there until the police came, Peter walked away. "People always do this you know. The stabbing thing. Spider-Man. Stabbing me doesn't help much" he called over his shoulder, gesturing to himself. Limping slightly, he didn't hear anything from behind him. Then suddenly he was tumbling over. Falling heavily onto his stomach. He looked up just in to see the guy he had supposedly trapped against the wall running out of the alley and onto the main street. Groaning, he rolled over. His leg still hurt, even though he knew it would heal up in a few hours. "What the hell" he muttered, limping out of the alley. He had never had a person escape his webs before. And worse, it looked like he hadn't just imagined the scream. But there was no one else in the alley. He shook his head in confusion.