Spider-Man 0X

Ch: 238 [Spar with Wanda]

[A few minutes later]...[Time Chamber]

Peter made a nice and cozy bathtub inside the chamber using his reality manipulation power and both of them were enjoying a nice long soak. Wanda snuggled up next to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "That was amazing," she said softly.

"You're amazing," Peter replied.

"Thank you," She smiled.

They sat in silence for a while before Wanda spoke up. "Mind if I ask you something?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"What are our chances of winning this war? Be honest."

Peter sighed and thought for a moment. "Honestly, I don't know. Knull, Thanos, and Galactus... Truth be told, I am afraid. I am not sure if we can win this fight."

"You afraid?" She lifted her head and looked at him in disbelief.

"Well, maybe if I were alone I would have charged head-on without any worries. But now I got you and the girls... So, yup! I'm a little scared. What about you?" He asked back.

"I'm scared too. I don't want to lose this battle. We simply can't lose this fight, Peter. I won't lose my family again, I've already lost everything once and I won't allow it to happen again."

Peter wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer, kissing her head. "We won't lose. We will win, no matter the cost. We must win," His voice sounded determined.

Wanda smiled softly, "No matter the cost," she whispered. "Don't you dare d..." Before she could speak, he kissed her softly, silencing her.

"Shhh... I know what you're thinking, but don't make me promise such a thing. All I can promise is that I will keep everyone safe," He whispered softly before kissing her again. 'I won't lose anything ever again. I'll keep you all safe, no matter what.'

Wanda leaned closer and hugged him tightly as they shared a long tender kiss.

They remained there in each other's arms, just holding one another, without any words. They didn't need to talk. They knew what was going through their minds, their hearts. After some time, both fell asleep peacefully.

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A few hours later...

Peter woke up and noticed Wanda was gone. She wasn't in the room. So, he wiped his body and wore his clothes before going outside. There he saw Wanda practicing her chaos magic. The crimson glow of her chaos magic lit up the surroundings. She was manipulating streams of energy, weaving them into intricate patterns that pulsed with raw, chaotic power. Her movements were graceful and she was wearing a new red dress which made her even more beautiful.

Peter leaned against the frame of the doorway, crossing his arms with a smirk. “Practicing already? Didn’t think you’d have the energy after last night.”

Wanda turned to him, a sly grin forming on her lips. “Well, some of us like to stay sharp. What about you? Feeling up for a little friendly spar?”

Peter pushed off the wall, his celestial energy beginning to glow faintly around him, a warm golden aura radiating from his body. “Friendly? With you? You sure you won’t hold a grudge when I win?”

“Oh, please,” Wanda shot back, her tone teasing but her eyes gleaming with excitement to spar with him once again. “You’re not the only one with tricks up your sleeve.”

Peter stepped closer, rolling his shoulders as his aura flared brighter. “Alright, Maximoff. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Wanda didn’t wait for him to make the first move. She thrust her hands forward, releasing a wave of crimson energy that spiraled toward Peter like a storm. The force was immense, shaking the ground as it surged toward him. Peter raised a hand, summoning a barrier of celestial light that absorbed the attack with a radiant glow.

“Not bad,” Peter said with a grin, “but you’ll have to do better than that.”

He counter attacked, snapping his fingers to conjure a volley of golden orbs that shot toward Wanda like homing missiles. She twirled gracefully, her chaos magic twisting the air around her as she deflected each orb with precise blasts of energy.

“You call that an attack?” Wanda taunted, her hands weaving together to create a massive construct—a crimson hydra with glowing eyes and writhing heads that lunged at Peter.

Peter jumped into the air, summoning celestial wings that spread wide behind him. He dodged the hydra’s snapping jaws and dove toward Wanda, his hand glowing with concentrated energy. “Let’s turn up the heat!”

He unleashed a beam of pure celestial power, its raw power cutting through the hydra and dissipating it into motes of light. But Wanda wasn’t caught off guard. She teleported behind him with a flash of crimson light, her hands crackling with chaos energy as she unleashed a burst aimed at his back.

Peter spun mid-air, his reflexes sharp, and caught the energy in his hands, absorbing it into his celestial core. The ground beneath them trembled from the clash of their powers. “Nice trick, but you’ll need more finesse.”

“Finesse?” Wanda said, smirking. “How’s this for finesse?” She clapped her hands together, creating a massive vortex of chaos magic that pulled Peter toward its center. The sheer force of it made the air hum with tension.

Peter planted his feet on the ground, his celestial aura intensifying. With a roar, he channeled his power into the vortex, destabilizing it until it exploded in a burst of light and crimson energy. The shockwave sent both of them skidding back, dust swirling around them.

Peter brushed the dirt off his shoulder, his grin never faltering. “You’ve been practicing. I’m impressed.”

Wanda chuckled, wiping sweat from her brow. “And you’ve been holding back. Typical.”

“Didn’t want to end it too quickly,” he teased.

"Well, let's get serious, shall we?" She stood up and stretched her arms as if the spar so far had just been a warm-up.

"If you manage to put a scratch on me then I'll fuck your ass," Peter smirked, challenging her.

"What if I win?" She asked with a lewd smirk.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to use that phermone power of yours, I heard Gwen and MJ talking about... I want to feel the peak of pleasure," She told him, licking her lips seductively. "And I want to be on the top."

"Hmm, sounds like a fair deal. Well, show me what you got," Peter summoned his celestial energy. A burst of green energy shot out from his body, causing the ground to shake, his hair stood on end and a powerful surge of energy radiated from him.

Wanda grinned. "My pleasure." Her chaos magic flared around her. The air rippled with energy as she unleashed her full potential. Crimson streams of chaotic power swirled around her, flowing like liquid fire. A red crown materialized above her head and her eyes burned with power. Peter could feel the intense unstoppable power emanating from her.

Peter smiled as he felt the sheer magnitude of Wanda’s power clashing with his own. Her chaos magic twisted the space around her, warping reality with every subtle movement of her hands. His celestial energy pulsed in response, golden light clashing with crimson magic, creating shockwaves in the air.

“Alright, Maximoff,” Peter said, his tone teasing but laced with respect. “Let’s see if you can back up that confidence.”

Wanda didn’t respond with words. Instead, she thrust her hands forward, releasing a barrage of crimson lances that tore through the air like heat-seeking missiles. Peter dodged effortlessly, his celestial wings carrying him upward as the lances exploded into fiery bursts behind him.

“Not bad,” Peter admitted, diving toward her at blinding speed. He conjured a celestial spear, its tip glowing with a vibrant green light, and hurled it toward Wanda.

She smirked, effortlessly catching the spear mid-air with a snarl of chaos magic. With a flick of her wrist, she twisted its form into a swirling red snake of energy that lashed out at Peter. He somersaulted mid-air, avoiding the attack, and fired a volley of golden web balls at her.

The air around was filled with so much magic and celestial energy that any normal human would have been vaporized long ago. Wanda teleported again, appearing above him. “You’re predictable,” she said, unleashing a massive wave of chaos magic that covered the area in crimson light.

Peter raised his arms, summoning a protective shield of celestial energy. The wave crashed against it, causing shockwaves to ripple through the ground below. “Predictable?” he yelled with a large grin. “Let me show you something new.”

With a clap of his hands, Peter created a ring of golden sigils around Wanda. Each sigil pulsed with power, releasing beams of energy that converged on her position. Wanda’s eyes gleamed with determination as she extended her arms, forming a swirling dome of chaos magic that absorbed the beams, redirecting their energy into a massive crimson sphere.

“Catch!” she shouted, hurling the sphere at Peter with tremendous force.

Peter didn’t flinch. Instead, he reached out, catching the sphere with both hands. The impact sent a shockwave through his body, but he gritted his teeth, channeling his celestial energy into the sphere. Slowly, the crimson light began to change, morphing into a bright emerald hue as he overpowered Wanda’s magic.

Wanda raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Okay, that was hot.”

Peter grinned, his emerald eyes glinting. “You’ve got no idea.”

He condensed the sphere into a small, glowing orb and hurled it back at Wanda. She reacted quickly, creating a barrier of chaos magic that absorbed the attack. But Peter wasn’t finished. He appeared in front of her in a flash, his aura blazing as he aimed a palm strike at her.

Wanda dodged easily by shifting the space between them and countered with a burst of energy that sent Peter flying backward. He flipped mid-air, landing on his feet. “You’re getting better,” he admitted, dusting off his hands.

Wanda smirked. “And you’re getting cocky.”

She raised her hands, the air around her trembling as she summoned a massive construct of chaos magic. It took the form of a towering dragon, its eyes burning with crimson fire. The dragon let out a deafening roar, shaking the very foundation of the time chamber, and lunged at Peter.

Peter’s wings flared as he took to the air, dodging and flying through the dragon’s fiery breath. He gathered his energy, creating a celestial blade that shimmered with golden light. He dove toward the dragon, slashing through its neck in a burst of energy. The construct dissolved into particles of crimson light, but Wanda was already on the move, appearing behind him with a blade of chaos magic in hand.

She swung at him, and Peter blocked with his celestial blade. Sparks flew as their weapons clashed, the force of their strikes seemed to destroy the chamber.

“You’re holding back again,” Wanda said, her voice tinged with frustration.

Peter smirked. “And you’re still trying to keep up.”

Wanda’s eyes narrowed. “Fine. Let’s see how you handle this.”

She stepped back, raising her hands high above her head. The ground beneath them cracked and shifted as she summoned a chaotic storm of energy, swirling around them like a vortex. Peter could feel the immense power building, threatening to consume everything in its path.

“Impressive,” he admitted. “But let me show you why I’m the best.”

He raised his hands, his celestial energy flaring to its peak. A radiant golden light erupted from his body, pushing back the chaos storm. He summoned a massive construct of his own—a celestial phoenix that glowed with the raw energy of fire. The phoenix spread its wings, its fiery gaze locked on Wanda.

Wanda grinned, unfazed. “Bring it on.”

The phoenix and the storm clashed. Burst of red and golden light swept throughout the chamber. Peter and Wanda stood at the center of it all, their powers pushing each other to the limit. Well, Peter was holding back, trying not to hurt her.

Finally, a massive explosion rocked the place. When the dust settled, Peter and Wanda were left standing a few feet apart, both breathing heavily.

Peter wiped the sweat from his brow, his grin never fading. “So, did you manage to put a scratch on me?”

Wanda smirked, gesturing to a small tear on the sleeve of his shirt. “Looks like I win.”

Peter glanced at the tear, chuckling. “Alright, Maximoff. You win. A deal’s a deal.”

Wanda’s grin turned mischievous. “Good. Now... Time to pay up, unless you are too tired to keep up with me, Mr. Parker."

"What do you take me for?" Peter shook his head with a chuckle. "I always keep my promises."

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