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Chaos. That what it was. Thor flew into the air after Doom had merely touched him. Peter knew they didn't have a chance. He looked around and noticed Cap who threw his shield at their enemy but it only bounced off the metal mask and returned to its owner. They were fucked.
Until Peter noticed Wanda. God, maybe they had a chance now? Wanda was powerful, maybe she could somehow help them? Peter didn't notice her before but he was glad that she came.
She used her power and managed to broke Doom's mask. Peter didn't bother about checking where the other Avengers were so he just jumped from the roof at their enemy. Peter kicked Doom in the face and threw a couple of webs at him, pinning him to the wall. Until the man broke free, Peter wanted to take the opportunity to punch him again, but he stopped.
He knew this face.
His face.
"Tony? Mr. Stark…?" Peter whispered.
Those eyes that looked at him in disbelief when he appeared to fight Thanos again. The corners of his mouth that turned up whenever Peter cracked a joke while working in the lab.
It was the face of his mentor, the father he never had. But it wasn't possible. Peter saw his lifeless eyes and heard his heart stopping.
He never thought that Mr. Stark would look at him with so much hatred and coldness.
"Tony?" Peter heard Bruce's voice somewhere behind him.
Peter couldn't move. He wanted to see his face again for the last few years. The only thing he ever really wanted was to be called "kid" or "Underoos" by him again. Please, just the last time.
Peter was so numb that he felt no pain when he was hit and fell to the ground. It wasn't Tony. Couldn't be. He would never do that but Peter still couldn't hurt someone who had his face.
"Stark was just a pathetic copy of me. It's Doom's day kid"
Even his voice sounded exactly the same. Although Peter never heard him being so cold and sharp.
'Kid' was echoing in his head when the world went black.
"…kid"
"Kid c'mon"
"Peter, wake up."
Peter opened his eyes. Tony stood over him in the darkness. He knew it was Tony. The real Tony. He was still wearing his Iron Man suit, though without his mask.
"Tony…"
"Yeah Pete, it's me. But you need to wake up, you hear me? That guy isn't me, okay? You understand? Go and kick his ass for me" Tony smiled at him and Peter couldn't help but smiled back.
"Language" he muttered.
"Oh kid you're spending too much time with Cap. But well, you need to go back and spend even more time with him" Tony sighed, sarcastic as always.
"Happy thinks that I'm totally like you anyway" Peter tried to get up on his elbows.
"Good. You're my kid after all. Now, you need to go back" Tony touched Peter, trying to help him stand up. "Hey, Peter. I love you." Tony smiled at him again but when Peter wanted to respond, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Back in the middle of chaos. But he had a mission and needed to kick someone's ass. For Tony.
Written by a human in Ellipsus.