Hey Mr Stark!
Yes Peter?
I know I'll never be as great as you, but one day can I be almost as great?
Haha. Kid, I want you to be better than me one day.
But Mr Stark, who could be better than you?
Who could be better than the great iron man? The man who saved the world, hundreds of citizens, while managing a team and a business. No one could be better than him.
That's why Peters sitting on the curb of a sidewalk, nearly starving himself to death.
Every now and then, someone would drop a coin, maybe two into the little plastic cup in front of him.
It's not like some magical fairy will come and make everything better. Peter is no one now, and will remain no one for the rest of his life, which may only last up until the next couple of days.
He had completely given up at this point, with no other direction to turn.
"Hey kid." said a somber voice from behind him.
Peter turned around slowly to see a broken, dirty, starving man hunched on the street wall.
"Cap?" Peter sputtered out.
The man didn't look surprised; as if he had been watching Peter this whole time.
"Hey Peter." Steve gave a weak smile.
His clothes were torn up, ripped jeans and a long brown jacket smelling like trash draped along his skinny body. It was almost as if his serum was taken away from him.
Peter squinted his eyes. "Cap, what are you doing here?"
Steve chuckled. "You really think a couple of officers could hold me down and successfully take me to jail? No, it was the other way around for them. I'm a criminal now, Pete."
Steve's smile turned into a frown, as he remembered what he did to those officers.
"Anyway, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for doing what I did on the camera."
Peter walked up to Steve with a confused look.
"But Cap, you didn't do that."
Steve looked up at him. "Yes I did."
"No Cap, that was Tony. He framed you for it!"
"No, it was me. Everything on the video I did to you." Steve's eyes started flickering as his breath quickened, as if he was going into a panic attack.
"Cap! That was Tony!" Peter tried to shout.
"No,no,no,no,no it was all me. I did everything. I'm a criminal. I should-"
"Cap, what's wrong with you?!" Peter spat with a concerned look.
Steve looked up at him with eyes twitching, as he slowly stood up.
"And, and I-Ill do it again! I can do it all again!" he muttered while slowly creeping up to Peter with an eerie smile.
Peter realized what was going on, and darted away from Cap as fast as he could go. Starvation and exhaustion were nothing now; he couldn't face being abused like that again.
By the time Steve was out of his sight, he slowed down and hunched over, coughing and choking on his own spit.
As he looked up, Peter didn't feel his urge to die nor eat anymore.
He knew what he needed to do now.
Peter began slowly making his way to the avengers house, getting weird looks from the common folk around him.
Once he made it to the entrance, nobody stopped him, assuming he was allowed there on Tony's order, yet concerned at his body state.
He opened the door slowly, clutching his stomach, and to his luck right into the avengers having a meeting.
They all stood up immediately in shock, especially Tony and Wanda.
Peter lifted his head up to reveal a broken, angry, shaking face.
Wanda clasped her hands over her mouth in relief and sadness, over her broken abused friend who she hadn't been there for.
Peter trudged slowly to where Tony was standing, who looked horrified, as if his plan hadn't gone how he expected.
Suddenly, feeling a rush of energy and anger, he knew what he needed to do.
Peter lunged at Tony, knocking him down, and began to strike him as hard as he could. He punched him for what he did. He punched him for his aunt. He punched him for Wanda. He punched him for his dignity that he took away.
All avengers at once except for Wanda (who remained shocked in place) desperately tried to get Peter off Tony, with every punch getting Tony's face bloodier and bloodier. None of them were a match to Peter's anger though, resulting in no one being able to stop him.
Pepper was crying, doing everything she could to save the man she loved.
It was only when Wanda snapped back into reality when she used her magic to lift Peter off Tony, and gently throw him onto the nearby stairs.
All of the avengers crowed around Tony, with Pepper dialing the emergency health unit.
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"May, they called you a loser! They called you a widow! I had to!" young Peter shouted in tears at his Aunt, who was cleaning the bruises on his face.
"Peter, it doesn't matter what people say or do, revenge is never the answer to anything. I love you Pete." she whispered placing a gentle kiss upon his forehead.
—-
"I'm sorry May.." Peter sputtered between breaths, tears forming in his eyes.
"I'm so, so sorry I couldn't—" Peter clasped his hands around his eyes, crying for his aunt, and for what he did.
Pepper walked up to Peter, tears dripping down her face, as anger began to rise inside of her.
"Peter, Steve did something horrible. I get that! But why did you do this! What reason do you have to do this?!" She screamed, clenching her fists at Peter.
"I did it."
The whole room looked at Tony as he began to slowly stand up.
"I-I don't know why..."
Tony whispered softly, with everyones attention, including Peters.
"I-I did it to him!" Tony spat while looking up at Pepper.
Pepper gave him a concerned face. "But Tony, what—"
"Everything, you saw what Steve did to him. I did to him. I framed Steve for it. It was me."
Everyone looked at Tony in shock, as Pepper began to shake.
"No, you didn't Tony." she whispered, a horrified yet sad look on her face.
"Yes I did."
Pepper shook her head in denial, tears pouring out of her eyes.
"No, you didn't Tony!"
Tony began to cry himself, as the blood on his face dripped down alongside his tears.
"I'm sorry Pepper." he muttered, putting his hand over his mouth in shock, as he began to walk up the stairs past Peter to his lab.
Peter watched as the avengers stared at him in awe and disbelief. He watched as Pepper slowly collapsed to the ground, tears flowing out of her face as she cried on the ground.
He didn't feel so good now, as he could feel the same sensation from before, and passed out on the stairs.
