Spider-Man: End of a Hero,
By STANLEE4EVER
DISCLAMER: I don't own Ultimate Spider-Man
The pain stopped. I felt tired, sleepy, like I'm about to take a nice long nap. But…. What about Aunt May? What about Gwen? What about….. MJ? Aunt May's so alone, she doesn't deserve this. No…. she has Gwen. But Mary Jane….. What will she do without me? I guess we all will have to move on, I guess. I'm so sorry guys, but…. I'm…. I'm…. I'm going home….. home. NO! I CAN'T DIE! I CAN'T JUST LEAVE THEM BEHIND, HOW CAN I BE SO SELFIS….
"Peter…."
Peter found himself in what looked like a fluffy white room, as if he was in a cloud. He spun around to face the person who called his name. The figure walked through the white blur, and came into few….
"Uncle… Uncle Ben?"
Ben chuckled. "Its alright," Ben said calmly. "Come here," he chuckled gesturing him to come over to him. Peter ran up to uncle ben and hugged him, Ben returned the hug.
"Uncle Ben, I'm so….."
"Stop right there peter," Ben said, cutting him off. "I'm proud of you son, so very proud of you. You did all you did, they all went against you. But you didn't sheer what you felt was right. Me and your father are so proud of you." Ben said, tearfully.
Peter was shocked after Ben had mentioned his father. He looked up at him. But before he can speak, ben started again; "And don't you dare call yourself selfish. You never needed to become spider-man. But you saw that it was the right thing to do, and you always fought. Look at all the good you've done. You saved millions of people, you saved other hero's; Caption America for that matter." Ben said, smiling.
"And you can't blame yourself for my death, it was his choice to kill me. But it was your choice to become Spider-Man, so I just wanted to say that I forgive you." Ben started to cry too.
Peter started to cry, he only dreamed that he'd hear uncle ben say that. In fact, he dreamed of hearing Uncle Ben period. "Tha-thank you uncle ben." Peter chocked out, and they hugged again. "Come on sport, Harry and your parents want to see you." Uncle ben said. Peter looked up at uncle ben. "Harry? Mom…..Dad?" Peter asked. Uncle Ben smiled and nodded as he started to guide peter through the white blur.
"You did good sport. You did good"
With great power, comes great responsibility. But you always have a choice. You can chose to take those responsibilities. You can be the best of yourself. You don't need superpowers, or spidey sense. It's the choices that make you who you are. And we can always chose to do what's right.