Warnings: Angst, Character Death, Spoilers for Infinity War
Backstory: A what-if story if Thanos fought all of the Avengers on Earth at once, and if Peter took him down. Takes place during Infinity War
Twelve days. Fourteen hours. Eight minutes.
That's how long Peter Parker had been missing.
He hadn't shown up to school, or been seen anywhere in the city.
He was simply gone.
Everyone knew about the fight that was taking place in some remote place.
Thanos, and a bunch of evil guys, were fighting the Avengers, various other known heroes, and a group of aliens.
A couple tiny groups with news cameras had managed to stay close the whole time, sending footage back for the world to see.
It was horrifying.
New Yorkers spotted the familiar flash of red and blue, and felt sick that their hero was fighting alongside much larger creatures and beings. The whole world was painfully aware of how tiny Spiderman was, after seeing him fighting Thanos while half of his allies were patching themselves up.
On the thirteenth day of the fight, Thanos was finally beaten.
By tiny Spiderman.
The spider-themed hero had fought the longest and hardest out of any of his allies. He'd been seen still flinging webs everywhere even after Thor himself had to rest, only resting once there were enough heroes to fend off the bad guys. Even then, he was seen less than five hours later.
He'd managed to grab Thanos' leg, and slam him into the ground like Hulk. Webbing poured over his body, wrapping it up like a cocoon with Spiderman still on top.
The bad guys had fled.
Spiderman had taken a step towards the cameras, and collapsed.
Just before he hit the ground, Iron Man caught him. The billionaire hero carefully lay Spiderman against a large boulder, even stepping out of his suit.
"Spiderman?" He asked, almost worridly. When he got no reply, Tony Stark actually began to panic. "Hey, kid, c'mon, please, you have to be okay, just say something!"
Nothing.
Tony ripped off Spiderman's mask, not caring at the five news groups that had slowly entered the area.
A very young, very small teenage boy lay there. His eyes are closed and he was limp in Tony's arms, his messy brown hair clotted with blood and sweat.
Immediately, the Avengers were all crowding around the two, stunned into silence.
Back in New York City, a woman screamed at the sight of her nephew, battered and bleeding on the battlefield.
A/N: This was actually written way before Infinity War came out, like back when the first couple trailers dropped. So I had no clue what was happening and i guessed. I wanted Peter to take Thanos down just 'cause. He's a good strong Spider child.