Peter sneaked into his room, carefully closed the door, making sure that May can't see him. He closed the door and let out a held breath. He stood up, relieved. He stood still, facing the door for a moment before walking to the walk on his left and resting his body upon it. He turned onto his back and closed his eyes, everything burned. He slid down the wall and sat on the floor. He rested his hands on his lap and one to his side. He let his head lull to one side, the world was spinning and he felt like he was underwater.
He knew he shouldn't have tried to take down that drug lord in that darked alleyway, he knew he should have run when the knife was drawn and when the needle went into his leg, he knew that he should have just stayed at home.
The scene playing back in his head, lots of swinging followed by his cries, he got a few good swings in and the drug lord wouldn't be able to sell drugs for a day or two, that was good at least. He sensed movement near him but he didn't move, it wasn't threatening and somewhere in his head he heard a soft voice but it was too muffled and distant to hear clearly.
Man he should really learn not to cry out so much for Tony Stark, he had yelled his name in the alleyway, crying out for help but he should have known that none would come. He had let himself down, he had let the name of Spiderman down, and most of all he had let May down. He was sure that he was going to die, he could feel the drug working it's way through his body faster than he could heal. May was going to find him dead in his room, no she was going to find Spiderman.
He hadn't even told her, more than anything he wish he had, they shouldn't have secrets. Now he could never tell her anything ever again.
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"Peter?" Ned finally choked out, watching him while sitting on the bed. Peter didn't respond, he looked like he was sleeping. "Peter?" Ned said again, resting the Death Start on the bed. He moved to Peter, still in shock that he was Spiderman. "Yo Pete, what the hell?" Ned said, shaking him in the hope of waking him up. It didn't work. "Hey Pete?" Ned asked again jokefully. His smile faded when he saw blood dripping out from a wound on Peter's right hand side. "Peter." Ned said again in a serious tone. "Peter wake up, you're hurt." Ned said to Peter, shaking him once more. "Peter?" Ned said, resting his fingers on Peter's neck and taking his pulse. It was slow but strong. Ned considered what to do but then he heard Peter whisper.
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He felt two fingers on his neck, he felt the sweat on his forehead and he felt scared. He was dying but he was scared more about letting May down than his own death.
"May." Someone whispered. It took a moment for Peter to realise his own voice. It was so small and helpless. He felt so alone. The fingers moved from his neck and the figure that was next to him moved away. He wanted to cry out, to make them come back but he couldn't move. More strength was leaving him by the minute and he could feel himself slipping away.
/
"May." Came a weak voice that scared Ned. He paused, then went to the door. He opened it to find May failing to cook a meatloaf.
"Ah good, looks like we're not having meatloaf so," May stopped after seeing the expression on Ned's face. "Ned, you've gone very pale, what is it?"
"It's Peter."
"Peter? He's not back…" May stopped and immediately pushed past Ned into Peter's room. She saw him sat against the wall in a Spiderman suit, unconscious.
"Peter?" May's heart sank. She ignored the Spiderman suit and focused on the ever paling face of her nephew. "Peter I'm not mad, just look at me honey." She begged him cupping his face in her hands. "Peter?" She said again, his face not moving. "Peter please, come on Peter wake up."
"I think he was stabbed." Ned said and May turned to him. He pointed at Peter's side and May followed his finger.
"Oh Pete." She said, "Call an ambulance Ned." Ned pulled out his phone.
"No need." Came a voice from the doorway. Ned and May turned and saw Iron Man standing there. "He's got supernatural healing and his vitals are decreasing, he was more than just stabbed. May I?" May let Tony come closer to her nephew and watched as he kneeled down next to him. At this moment Peter groaned, but it was more like a growl, before being followed by a whimper.
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When Peter came to he was cold, very cold and he could feel the blood dripping from the knife wound onto his bare skin beneath the suit. There were more people now, he could sense it. Strange how the closer he came to death the better his senses got considering. He heard muffled voices but before he could respond his body forced a groan out of his throat. It was deep and animal like, sounding much like a snarl. After this Peter found his own voice and whimpered, everything hurt. A voice made it through to him,
"...Tony….hear me?" Peter knew that voice wherever he heard it. Why wasn't Stark in the alleyway when he needed him? Why did he never listen to Peter? Why did he never come when Peter needed him?
He needed to tell Tony what happened, despite of everything Tony was the only one who could save him. He wondered who else was in the room. Was May there?
"Hurts." A weak voice spoke in the silence and Peter had wondered if Tony heard it before he became unconscious once more.
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"Peter it's Tony, can you hear me?" Tony said. After a moment Peter coughed,
"Hurts." Came an almost silent whisper.
"I know kid, I know. You're going to be alright. F.R.I.D.A.Y assess injuries." Tony said with urgency.
"Stab wound to the right base of liver, bruising across the whole body and a fresh injection site in his right thigh. Something is imparing his healing and his heart rate and blood pressure is increasing to dangerous levels sir." A voice said from within Stark's suit.
"Thank you F.R.I.D.A.Y." Stark said in all seriousness.
"What's happening?" May asked from behind him.
"Peter's been poisoned by something, it's limiting his healing ability." Tony knelt next to Peter and lifted him up.
"Is he going to be ok?" May asked as Tony stood up with Peter in his arms.
"I'm going to personally make sure that Peter survives this ok?" May nods at Stark's response and strokes Peter's hair.
"Come back to me Pete." She says before Tony leaves the apartment with Peter in his arms.
"And yes he is Spiderman but I have Happy keeping an eye on his activities and I made the suit that alerts me when Peter gets hurt."