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It's the nightfall. In the Parker house, everything felt warm even though the weather outside is raining
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He take the yellow crayon, scribbling doodles on his notebook, he switched the crayon to blue, green, and he stretch his hand above to take the red crayon, he find it's not there, the boy stumble and then stood, he peek behind the door, open it wide, he even still stumble while he run to the kitchen, the kitchen door is wide open he dart his head left to right, but catching his head at his mother body, lounging on the dining table chair, he approach her, tugging her sleeve, but she didn't answer not even a twitch, her head rolling back and blood gushing from his neck "Mommy?" The boy call again And a flash of black figure walk away from the back window, the boy step back and run to the living room, he find his father there, body unmoving on the floor pooled with his own bloods, he crouch and shake his father body "dad! Daddy! Wake up! Why ay u sleep on the floor?" He shake him back and forth but give up after a few minutes and sit at the side of his father body "daddy, did you see my red crayon?" The boy lay beside his father, "and why mama sleep on the chair? Dad? Papa?" He sit up and give a deep sigh, and pout. "Dad! Papa! Papa! Wake up! Wake upppp! Or …!" The stop his ramble and look at someone tuck on the corner of the right side of the living room, dress from head to toe in black, and a weird red symbol on their left shoulder "…hello? Are you mama friend?" The boy stood and walk to the person, curious, before he can reach his arm to them his vision blur and everything went black, after a numbing feeling on his side of head
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His senses felt numb, and it's burning, his body flaking, turning into dust "Peter." Tony, it's him, he sounds scared. Why? I'm fine. "Tony-"I'm fine, he stumble on his footing, and he felt tony arms drape around his body His grips grounding him, and he felt tony laying him down, his head hit the store, silence took off them, while his body burning, turning into nothing but dust, he see tony, face wrapped into fear, Tony, Bucky, Steve, Natasha, Bruce, thor, Clint,Wanda, tony. Please- "I'm sorry." And his vision blur then everything went black again
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He feel floating, but then he chocked, a gush of water flowing in his mouth, he frail, his instinct taking and the water tension broke, freeing him from drowning, his eyes glue shut and breath swallow, a beat and he cracks his eyes slowly open, and blinking, he was in a pit, with green water in it, and he in a relatively small but big cave, nothing illuminate the cave expect the glowing green pit he in right now, he climbed up, and almost losses his grip because how short his hand was, his hand? Short? He look back to the water surface, looking at his reflection, he look... More, young, and his old brown eyes now replaced with teal colored eyes, It's definitely the green pit doing. He cough, scrambling to the cave wall before he can fall down to the pit again, he feel the Cold of cave air brushing through him, making him shivers slightly, and now his hairs is so long it's reaching his shoulders, he should cut it, but he can't even stand properly with out looking drunk while walking, so he definitely needs…
Sleep. Tired.
'yes,we can sleep.' peter then drift himself to sleep, without realizing someone else is there in the cave too.
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"I found the cave." Batman walk forward into the entrance of the cave, his foot scrunching the dirt and tinys rock, he and oracle just got a information that there was a new Lazarus pits on Gotham, so here he was, inspecting the tiny cave, looking through the entrance of it, someone was already here. But left as they discovered the cave, finding the Lazarus pit was easy, by the cave it's self is not to huge, but something stop him on his track, no. Someone. Just not so far away from the pit, sleeping soundlessly on the corner of the cave, a tiny almost naked boy, his body painted with scar, expect his face, he is starving. By the look of the sunken Cheek, and skinny body, and he didn't have to approach to confirm that he got dip in the pit by the droplets of green water around the boy body, and there's nothing he can do, than cradle the sleeping boy in his arms and brought him back home.
the boy look like him, dick.