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He'd won, with the help of Doctor Strange, they managed to win- at the cost of Peter's life. He didn't realise right away he was dead until he heard a voice behind him, saying his name. He instantly recognized the voice of that of his Uncle Ben.
"Ben," Peter breathed out, barely able to comprehend that he was seeing Ben again. He sprinted towards him and launched himself at him- clinging tightly to his uncle.
"It's good to see you too Pete, although I wish it wasn't so soon." Ben said with a soft smile, a sadness to both his tone and smile. Peter pulled out of their embrace.
"I'm dead aren't I," Peter said, half a question and half a statement. Ben nodded his head.
"I'm so proud of you Peter, of everything you have done. I was always with you, you know- in here," Ben said, placing his hand on Peter's chest- over where his heart is.
"I'm sorry I couldn't save you, Ben." Peter said sadly. Ben shook his head:
"It wasn't your fault Peter. There was nothing you could have done." Ben responded. "Thank you for looking after May." Ben added after a beat of silence.
"Where am I?" Peter asked.
"I wish I knew that myself, kid." A new voice spoke up from behind where Ben and Peter were.
"Tony- y-your here too." Peter exclaimed in disbelief. Tony closed the gap between himself and Peter and pulled him into a crushing hug.
"God I've missed you Underoos. And boy do I have a lecture for you about staying safe when spider-maning." Tony joked, although he has the same expression as Ben- one of happiness to be reunited with Peter, but also tinged with sadness that Peter's life had been cut short so soon.
"So what happens now?" Peter questioned, looking between his Uncle and his father figure.
"Who knows?" Ben replied.
Soon, the three of them vanished from that place, but Peter knew that he would be okay- after all he was back with Ben and Tony, and in time he would go back there to be reunited with May.