AN: Hey guys! I know I have other stories to work on but I wanted to do this little two-shot for a while. It's entirely based on how I think Spider-Man's role is going to be in Captain America: Civil War. Just a warning, I don't know if some of the things I wrote is entirely true. So whenever it is or not, just a warning that it could be fan-made or a spoiler alert.
Part I
So this was it. Here he was, hanging onto the last of his web fluid over the streets of New York. Honestly, he didn't expect this battle to end like this. Him hanging onto the Empire State Building as the Pro and Anti Registration battle it out. He used to be part of the Pro-Registration, but seeing his own school being destroyed and his best friends being hospitalized, Peter Parker has enough of this Civil War. So, he thought it would be a good idea to face off against both teams by himself. Most of them use to be part of the Avengers, others were well known superheroes from different places.
Stupidest idea he'd ever had. But hey, give him some credit, he did pretty well at first by cocooning Ant-Man and Black Widow. Then Tony Stark, the man he used to admire most but was then disgusted by him when he showed no remorse or even acknowledgement of the destruction he caused at his school, shot him off the building.
The good part was that he was able to stop his fall by shooting a web fluid at a satellite dish, the bad part was that his other arm became dead after Captain America punched him. So far, he has no way to climb up to safely giving one of the teams a chance to capture him.
"We'll get him later," Tony ordered Vision, who was just about to fly down after Peter, "We have a battle to win." And with that, the two return to battle, leaving the defenseless Spider-Man dangling.
If he were to be honest, he didn't care anymore. Here he was trying to protect New York from any more destruction, and now he's about to be ship off to who knows where. Obviously he's going to be tortured in ways he could never even imagine. He didn't care and that was it. All of his friends are terribly injured and his aunt is hidden off somewhere by S.H.I.E.L.D.
So if that's the way it's going to be, then so be it. He was done fighting. No one would listen to him anyway. To them, he was just the annoying, sarcastic, immature kid-
"Spider-Man!" Hearing his alias being called and feeling his web tug on, Peter look and what he sees surprises him. Hawkeye and Wanda the Scarlet Witch are at the observation deck on the 86th floor, right where the satellite dish is. That tugging turn out to be them removing his web from the dish and are now trying to pull him up. "Just hang on, we gotcha!"
At this, Peter narrow his eyes at them through his goggles. Just a minute ago, Hawkeye was trying to discharge him with an arrow and the Scarlet Witch tried to make him see one of the most foreboding things he could ever see. Both aimed to take him down. He had every right not to trust them.
"Yeah, right!" He called up, the bitterness he has for these people once again showing. "You say that, then you're going drag me off. Aren't you?!"
This stops them, but they didn't let go of the web like Peter thought they would since they always do something back when he annoys him. They didn't let go of the web, just letting him hang there without even looking at him in the eyes. For some reason they look...remorseful? Or self-disgust?
That made Peter confuse. From all the time he's known both the teams, they just do what they're told in this war. There was no such thing as second-thoughts for them. They do anything just to survive in this war. Living was nonexistent to them. So why do they look ashame?
Finally gathering his wits, Hawkeye shouted down to him. "Kid, I've met a lot of people in my line work. All were either the same or different. Everyone of them had different experiences. They all taught me some things I'd never even heard of." Peter heard him, but his face scrunched up in confusion. What does that have anything to do with this?
"But none of them were you." Hawkeye finished, finally looking at Peter in the eyes, which surprise boy at how sincere they look. "Kid, you just risk your life to try and stop us. Superheroes, who are way older than you?" There he is, the Hawkeye that loves to crack a joke even in the most disastrous situations. Peter thought he would never see that again because of the War.
"Spider-Man!" This time it was the Scarlet Witch who called out. "You came to stop all of us, but then you saved citizens from a falling truck. That I caused." Wanda look like she was about to cry. But there was a hint, no wait, a huge amount of admiration. For him. "Spider-Man, you are winning this war!"
With that, the two continue to pull him up.
Their words confuse Peter. He's the one winning this war? How? Captain America and Ironman are still fighting each other along with their other teammates. This war is far from over unless somebody stops them.
Before he knew it, Black Widow appeared right next to Hawkeye and Wanda. How she even manage to get out of the cocoon that fast was beyond him. He was surprise when she didn't pull out her gun but instead began to help by pulling on the web with them. "Hang on, kid!"
Then it happened. The snowball effect, when one hero came another come after. One by one, Falcon, Vision, the Black Panther, even Ant-Man (who also somehow manage to free himself so quickly) are at the web and now Peter began to feel himself soar with all the extra help on the web.
For a moment, Peter could feel all of his trust and respect for these people come back. He thought he lost all it after the Attack on Midtown High. Now, these people who were so bent on surviving this war, have stopped fighting each other just to save him. While Peter may never let go of the fact his friends were hurt by them, he knows that the people who are helping him right now weren't the same people who cause that destruction.
Peter was now on the ledge of the observation deck. They all flash him small smiles as Hawkeye reach his hand out to him. Peter gives them one as well through his mask while reaching out to Hawkeye thinking everything is going to be alright-
BOOM!
SNAP!
There they were, Ironman engage in a battle with Captain America and the Winter Soldier near the top of the Empire State Building, forgetting about their team members and continuing their grudge match. Captain America had thrown his famous shield at Ironman along with the Winter Soldier firing his soviet rifle. Ironman retaliated by blasting them with his repulsor blast. It knocked back the shield and bullet, along with the attackers.
He should've pay attention to them, all them were suppose too. If they did they would have noticed the shield flying through the air out of control as it snapped the web.
Peter didn't know how to react once he saw the web snap. He didn't feel like he was falling at all, just floating in the air. The heroes had more of a reaction than him, their eyes wide with their jaws dropping in horror. Hawkeye try to grab Peter's hand once again, but gravity has finally taken its hold on him.
With a gasp of breathe he didn't even know he was holding in, Peter began to feel himself falling.
If he were honest, everything seem to slow down. He wonder if falling to your doom was always like this, he's seen enough of slow motion fall deaths from the movies Harry showed him. Maybe it wouldn't be as painful than it would be from falling from this sort of height.
He could still see the others on the deck, their eyes still widen with horror and angst while they moved their mouths. Since he was falling they were getting smaller and smaller so he could barely hear them, but he barely made out "SPIDER-MAN!" "KID, NO!"
That's when reality set in. He's going to die. He's going to die. At the hands of the two heroes he use to admire most. Just when he thought they couldn't any lower. Finally things began to speed up and Peter feel his limbs and hoodie flailing rapidly in the wind.
Peter did somewhat imagine how he's going to die. Dying from a wound after stopping a crime. Going to sleep forever when he was old enough, or exploding from eating all the candy in the world.
...He was five when thought of that last one, don't judge him. Peter had thought of the many ways he was going to die, but he never thought it would be by the hands of his own two heroes.
Peter could faintly see the outlines of other buildings coming into his vision out of the corner of his eyes, meaning that he's getting closer to the ground. He's running out of time so he began to think about the things he could have done;
He always did wanted to go to Stanford University when he graduated, then get a career as a biochemist once he left. Maybe even do a bit of journaling. Peter could faintly smile at the thought of getting a job at the Daily Bugle under the ownership of Triple J, Harry and Mary Jane would ever let him live that down. Speaking of those two, he probably could've been the best man at their future wedding with Gwen as the maid of honor in a stunning gown.
Oh god, Gwen. He never even had a chance to ask her out. Ever since they were twelve Peter always did have a crush on the young Stacy. Now she's in the hospital with a fractured arm and heavily abrasion, not only that, he's currently falling to his doom. He never even got a chance to tell her how he feels...
Peter close his eyes, accepting his faith. He could only wish that he got a chance to say goodbye to Aunt May, Harry Osborn, Mary Jane Watson, and Gwen Stacy…
Something thick and itchy wrap around his leg. Peter quickly realize it's Hawkeye's grappling hook. Maybe he'll make it out after-
SNAP!
CRUNCH!
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