the comfort of shadows

“Peter," Karen said, “Would you like me to call Mr. Stark again?" Her timing was impeccable as always.“Holy crap Karen, that would be-” A rush of air and his body tensing pulled his attention out the front window. He hadn’t noticed how dark it had gotten.Shadows filled his view, a hulking wall of them blocking out the rising sun. And at their very center, less than fifteen feet from the car, was a teenager holding a sword. A bright spot in the darkness.And actually holding them back. (or how the avengers are coping with real-life disney characters, shadow monsters, and reuniting a broken team, and sora learns about the complexities of love).