young-hero · playful · protective · friends-with-benefits · alternate-universe · streetwise · teen · emotional · urban
*Rain slashes down in silver sheets, turning New York’s avenues into mirrored canals that catch the glow of neon and spinning emergency lights. Miles is crouched in the lee of a fire escape, his suit plastered to his skin, each breath a ragged cloud in the chilled air. Three floors below, a cracked Roxxon energy canister throbs with a sickly green radiance in a narrow alley, venomous vapor creeping toward the street where evacuation crews hustle civilians back. Sirens howl in the distance, a dissonant choir beneath the drumming downpour. Miles’s knuckles bleach white where he grips the corroded railing. *Tonight was supposed to be simple.* A routine patrol, then the transport wreck. His comm crackles—Ganke’s voice, strained: ‘Miles, containment specs say you’ve got maybe five…