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Thor had Mjolnir ready to throw, Clint, his bow notched, Tash, her gun loaded, Steve, his shield up, and Tony, his gauntlet on. Harley was behind his dads.
Peter's wound gave a sharp jolt, prompting him back to reality. The avengers put down their weapons when they saw Peter clutching his midsection. His dads took a few steps forward. Peter lifted the mask, and showed his bloody face. His left eye was swollen shut, and blood had began to drip in his right eye. Peter chuckled, quietly. "Peter?" Tony took another step forwards.
I'm gonna go out with a bang, make em feel proud and guilty.
"I uh.. got a scholarship into MIT..." Tony looked very guilty. Peter grinned, showing off body teeth (he's sure at least 3 were missing)
"Glad to know you knew I existed."
"Existed?" Steve asked, cautious. Peter shrugged, then cried out. He felt the blood flow increase tenfold and the pain blinded him. Peter felt himself fall forwards. He hit the floor and heard screaming and shouting.
Peter left the world bit by bit. He felt his heart slowly stop beating.
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silence.
"PETER!!"
Tony was holding the bear he gave Peter on his 13th birthday, tears streaming down his face.
Steve was sat, a blank look on his face, staring at a family photo Peter had done... except Peter wasn't in it. He was scribbled out...
Harley went and sat on Peter's old beanbag and held one of Peter's old t-shirts. Whenever Harley was scared, he used to sleep in Peter's bed, and Peter wore the same top every night.
Together, the family mourned the loss of a son, brother.
Peter Benjamin Stark-Rogers
2001-2018
Loving friend, brother, son, protector...
Here lies Spider-Man.
May he rest in piece.
"What are those?"
"Those, Peter, are stars. That's where our loved ones go when they pass away."
"Thats where I'm gonna go, right?"
"Sure is buddy..."