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Peter was tired, so tired of playing the hero to a city that hated him. He was still just a teenager a tender age where he’d always desire the approval of others yet he suffered through constant booing and slander. Not to mention all the losses he’s had to suffer through his parents, uncle Ben, and then finally Tony Stark the first person to actually recognize him as an official super hero, and who took him under his wing. The pressure he felt to step up to take over the hole that Mr. Stark Iron Man left behind that alone felt like it’d swallow him whole before crushing him into a million pieces. Then the unimaginable happened he was framed for murder and the whole world now hated him and now knew his face. There wasn’t anywhere he could go to escape it he couldn’t go outside without someone recognizing him and throwing insults at him or even trash. Hell he was lucky the police hadn’t kicked his door down yet, but that was only a matter of time he was sure. After all it’s only been a few days since Mysterio revealed his face to the world.
His hands crumpled up the tattered remains of mr.Stark’s suit he’d kept them as a memento of his teacher and father figure. But, what would he think if he could see Peter right now? Would he disavow him as the others had? His thoughts were interrupted by people kicking down his apartment door, and his aunt scream. Peter not wanting them to hurt his aunt came out of his room hands up he wouldn’t hurt them despite how much they treated him as the villain he’d never stop trying to be a hero.
“Peter,” Aunt May whispered seeing her son looking so scared. He didn’t deserve this, he didn’t deserve all the suffering he’s gone through! No child should ever have to be put through the hell he has faced. She steeled herself and stared into Peter’s eyes locking them.
“Peter, run, I don’t care what happens to me. But I refuse to let them hurt you anymore,” she said. Peter tried to shake his head only for her to scream, “RUN GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!” Making Peter step back a half step he trembled tears falling he didn’t want to leave her like this, he couldn’t take it if anyone else suffered because of him. But, May just smiled back at him shaking her head. “You have suffered enough from peoples cruelty. I love you Peter never forget that, now then,” she said nanites spreading out over her body.
Everything clicked to place as an Iron Man suit It buzzed with life as it’s palms and chest glowed brightly, she’d gotten it from Pepper as soon as the news broke. He was important not only to Tony but to Pepper as well. After what happened at the battle with Thanos, after Tony passed. Peter had seen fit to often pay visits whenever he had the free time just to help around the house where he could, and included playing with Morgan.
“ Go ,” May said facing the officers.
Peter nodded tears tracking down his cheeks, “I swear I’ll come back for you.” May simply smiled behind her helmet and got ready to fight. “ You better .”
Peter smiled at his aunt and then he stopped a moment as he hallucinated Tony standing beside aunts causing him to grimace before turning to run. His escape route passed through his room so he could grab his web shooters before taking a dive out the window clearing the fire fire escape by a foot, as he flew he spun his body while putting on one of the web shooters and with a thwip he swung into the night sky, disappearing without a trace.
Peter swung through the air moving till he could find a small quiet place, which was on Staten Island. Here he was able to hide and most importantly think of his next move. He looked up into the night sky trying to beg for an answer to come to him. What he was met with were simply stars, then a few suddenly streaked across the sky remembering what he’d often heard he made a wish upon those stars.
“I wish that someone or even anything that can help me get out of this god forsaken mess.”
Soon one of the stars broke off from the pack Peter watched as it hurtled down he had to cover his eyes as the stars light blinded him for a second before he heard and felt the explosion. Car alarms began blaring and Peter ever the curious sort swung himself over to the crash site in Latourette park. Plus with the car alarms blaring all over the place people would be coming out to check what was going on and he’d really rather not be spotted.
It took him a few minutes but he arrived before anyone else. He approached the crater and bent down to get a closer look from a safe distance wanting to take proper precautions so as not to burn himself though instead of red he saw it was slightly covered in a thin layer of frost which was quickly melting away. He went down the crater to get a closer look as he’d never had the opportunity to touch a meteorite that’d freshly crashed to earth or really seen one before. So of course he’d be compelled to get closer. As he set his hand on the cold black stone something oozed out of it making him pull his hand away. He found it to be viscous and sticky he looked down to see he’d also stepped in it.
“Perhaps something left over from the ablation process mixed with the melted ice,” he questioned.
Oh how wrong he was, as the material sprang to life suddenly and crawled up his body. Peter panicked and shot out a web to pull himself free only for tendrils to wrap around his arm and yank it violently back. He was panicking and clawed desperately at the crater wall only to be yanked back into the growing glob blacking out his vision. He tried to hold his breath only for a crushing pressure to be applied on his chest causing him to cough out for air. In a rush the goo shot into his mouth down his throat and squirmed inside his body; to say he felt violated would be a gross understatement. As he felt himself completely blink out he heard just one two words inside his head.
Thank you.