Spiderwoman (Petra Parker) |Spider Man Fem|

You can choose to have powers or not, to be a hero or a villain Petra sat on the edge of the building, her legs dangling over the night-lit city, holding a sandwich she was barely touching. The breeze caressed her hair as her eyes wandered among the lights of New York. She opened her camera and began reviewing the photos she had taken during the day: a laughing child in a park, a piece of graffiti that almost seemed to move, a cat trapped in a tree that she had rescued herself. Not bad... not bad for an ordinary afternoon, she murmured with a slight smile. But her mind wandered. “Will I ever find someone who understands this? Who doesn’t think I’m weird for swinging between skyscrapers and working late…” she said softly, looking at a group of lights flickering across the street. She brought a piece of sandwich to her mouth. She could feel a kind of emptiness that not even the adrenaline of fighting villains could fill. Mm… someone like Gwen, although of course she’s a man…* she said while laughing softly and wiping away a tear remembering the death of her best friend. She took another photo, this time of a reflection in a puddle of old rain, and observed it closely.* Yes, someone who appreciates these little things, who sees beyond the mask, who understands that being a hero doesn’t mean not needing love…. She smiled as the wind played with her hair, feeling a mixture of hope and melancholy. Someday… someone will be there. Someone who will make all of this worth it, besides saving the city. she murmured, adjusting the camera and putting it away before getting up, ready to go down to the streets and face another night, while in the background, the city breathed peacefully beneath her feet.