This couldn't be happening. Peter was sure this was some sick twisted nightmare and not a cruel reality.

Fifteen minutes ago, live on television, there was a broadcast sent to the entire world alerting them of a nuclear bomb in New York Times Square. And strapped to that bomb was Peter Parker's very pregnant wife, Mary Jane Watson-Parker.

Right now, Peter was standing in Times Square, facing the bomb, and he knew exactly how to diffuse it. Only problem was the psychotic nutjob in a Goblin Halloween costume hovering on his glider right inbetween him and the bomb.

"So, Gobby, how do you want to play this? The slow dance or are we just gonna kick the crap out of each other?" He was answered with a cackle of maniacal laughter. Oh, and a few pumpkin bombs.

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Boom! Boom! Boom! They all exploded on the area that Peter was just occupying before he leapt out of the way, curtesy of his famous spider-sense. Peter then charged the villain and tackled him off his glider.

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Norman simply kept laughing as he kicked Peter off of him before standing up again.

"You know Peter, I'm beginning to think you don't like me. Hahahahaha! I can't really remember why it is that you hate me. Was it because I killed your brother? No, no, no! It was because I killed poor, sweet, innocent little Gwen, wasn't it?"

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His grin then, somehow, widened even further, before mock-whispering to Peter: "But between you and me, she wasn't all that innocent, now was she? Hehehe. I mean, not only did she willingly cheat on the love of her life, but she also gave birth to twins because of the affair! And then she expected you to raise them! HAHAHAHA!"

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"But that's not even the best part! Right now, I have your wife and unborn child strapped to a Nuke! In your precious city! And there's nothing you can do to stop it! HAHAHAHAHA!"

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Peter was trembling with rage and that's when Norman knew. He knew that he did the one thing that no-one else ever could. He pushed Spider-Man over the edge. He made Spider-Man kill.

And just like that, Peter's fist was straight through Norman's chest, bursting out of his back, clutching the murderers heart.

5

Peter turned and watched as the timer turned to five, and knew what he had to do. He closed his eyes and embraced his true calling. He re-bonded with the Enigma Force.

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When he opened them again, he felt much more powerful. He immediately flew over to the bomb and got to work absorbing the radiation.

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"Peter? I want you to know that I love you. And I know that you know that already. I just figured that it would be fitting for me to tell you that you complete me. And I also wanted to say that you didn't hit the jackpot that night, all those years ago. But I did, it just took me a while to realise that. So, I love you." Peter's wife, Mary told him. Peter couldn't understand. Why did she think she was going to die? She wasn't. She couldn't.

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And that's when Peter realised that she was right to tell him her last words. Because that's what they were. Last words. She was going to die. His wife, Mary Jane Watson-Parker was going to die today. And it was all his fault. If he had just killed Osborn when he had the chance, all those years ago. He wouldn't be here right now. He would be at home with his pregnant wife Mary Jane and his unborn daughter Anna-May. Annie for short.

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"I love you too MJ. I love you too." He then pulled up his mask and kissed her for all she was worth.

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After that, Times Square was obliterated. But that was it. Only Times Square. Only three casualties.

Norman Osborn, Mary Jane Watson-Parker and her unborn baby.

Two months later

Peter stood tall, staring at the two graves in front of him. He read the two names aloud.

"Mary Jane Watson-Parker. Anna-May Parker."

He requested for the unborn fetus to be removed from MJ's corpse and placed in her own coffin. He also requested that they be buried beside each-other. So that they could stay close together. Forever.

Silently, a group of women walked up to him, one-by-one to offer their condolences.

Carol Danvers was the first. She brought him into a tight hug before kissing his cheek and murmuring that she will always be there for him.

Bobbi Morse was next. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and weak smile before walking back to stand by Carol.

Natasha Romanova stood beside Peter, before also leaning up and kissing his cheek before whispering something in Russian to him and silently moving towards the two blond women.

Diana Prince gave Peter a soft, warm hug and a kiss on both cheeks before she smiled lightly at him and told him that if he ever needed someone to talk to, she would gladly allow him onto Themyscira.

Kara Kent and Karen Starr both walked up to Peter together before both gave him a warm, comforting kiss on each cheek before blushing and joining the other four.

Jennifer Walters came in her She-Hulk form. She gave Peter a hug and a kiss on the head before telling him to "hang in there" and joining the other six.

The seven girls then all walked off together back towards the funeral reception.

Peter was given a firm handshake and a respectful nod from Matt Murdock. Logan patted his back before walking away to drown his own sorrows away. Flash Thompson used his prosthetic legs to stand up so that he could give his best friend a tight hug.

Johnny Storm just gave him an uneasy smile and a small hug/pat on the back. Tony Stark patted Peter's shoulder before saying "sorry kid" and walking away. Steve Rogers put his hand on Peter's shoulder and told him that if he is ever feeling lonely, that he will always have a home with the Avengers.

Bruce Wayne gave Peter a firm handshake and offered his condolences. Clark Kent also gave Peter a handshake, but also added in that he was always welcome both at the watch tower and in Metropolis. Barry Allen gave Peter a friendly pat on the back and a small smile.

After all of the men left, Peter stood there staring at the only person left.

Jessica Drew.

Jessica had come to know Mary Jane through Peter. And although they didn't get along well in the beginning, they grew to consider each-other sisters. Jessica was probably taking MJ's death the hardest out of everyone, sans Peter of course.

Peter and Jess stared into each-other's eyes before they both began to cry as Jess ran to Peter and jumped onto him, both crying into each-other's shoulders. They stayed like that for twenty minutes, simply holding onto one another for all they were worth.

"I'm going to kill them Jess." Peter murmured into her hair. Jessica simply nodded, she knew that he was telling the truth.

"I'm gonna kill them all."

A/N Hi! Hope you enjoy my Injustice Spider-Man story. I'm hyped for this because I'm gonna be pushing Peter to his limit.