Peter 1 = Tom Holland
Peter 2 = Tobey Maguire
Peter 3 = Andrew Garfield
"But you. Are the one that killed her," Green Goblin said before he laughed. Peter 3 threw the antidote and Peter 1 caught it. But just as he drove the needle into Norman's neck, Green Goblin stabbed him deep in his chest.
"No!" Peter 3 screamed as Norman dropped to the ground, and Peter 1 gasped. The antidote was working, but Peter 1 raised a hand to his bleeding wound.
"Peter!" MJ shouted as she saw him, but everyone's attention was quickly diverted to Dr Strange. He yelled something before there was a flash of light and a deafening thunderclap rang out above them.
The cracks in the sky closed up, and the spell was contained once more.
"Is that it? Is it over?" Ned asked Dr Strange as he floated down to the ground.
"Not yet. I've managed to contain it, but I need to return to the sanctum in order to finish the spell."
"Oh, ok."
"At least they're all cured now," MJ said and Dr Strange looked over to the shield, where Green Goblin and Peter 2 were standing.
"Yes. That is good," Dr Strange said before he saw Peter 3 swing his way over to Peter 2. "I need the sling ring back," Dr Strange said as he turned to Ned.
"What sling ring?"
"The magic thing?"
"Yes, the magic thing. I need to get everyone here back to the sanctum."
"Ok, ok. Here you go."
"Good. Thank you," Dr Strange said before he put the sling ring on and started to open a portal.
"Where's Peter?"
"Which one?"
"Our Peter," MJ said and both Ned and Dr Strange looked around.
"Peter?"
"Peter?" They called as they looked round.
"Peter!" MJ called and Dr Strange closed his portal and took to the sky to look for him, with the cube staying in his hand.
"Peter?"
"Where is he Ned?"
"I don't know."
"Peter!"
"He was here last, right?" Dr Strange asked the other two Peter's as he landed on the shield.
"I don't know."
"He was. He tried to kill the Green Goblin so, argh, I had to stop him."
"Stop him?"
"Yeah. He wanted... revenge."
"You're bleeding. Are you alright?"
"No. I've been stabbed. But I'll... argh. I'll be alright."
"Ok. You have super healing too I'm guessing?"
"Yeah."
"Right. What did he want revenge for?"
"His aunt. The Green goblin killed his aunt."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Did you see where he went?"
"No."
"Ok, thank you."
"Wait," Ned said as he looked at all the cured villains. "Where's the multi-armed metal guy?"
"The doc Octopus dude?"
"I've got no idea."
"Do you think he could have taken Peter?"
"Taken him where?"
"Oh no," Max said as he realised what Doc Oc had done.
"What? What's wrong?"
"I knew that he seemed to be a good man."
"What do you mean? What's going on?"
"He's trying to save Peter."
"What? Save him from what?"
"From being Spiderman. Like how he saved us."
"Shit."
"What is it?" Dr Strange said as he came over to them.
"I saw Peter get stabbed," MJ told Dr Strange. "If the doctor Octopus gets rid of his healing abilities, he'll die."
"Oh crap," Ned said as he realised.
"Wait. He's going to cure him of being Spiderman?" Dr Strange asked as he tried to make sense of it all.
"That's my best guess."
"We need to find him. We need to find them both."
"Where would he go?"
"Does he have a secret lair or something in the city?" Ned asked and everyone gave him a look.
"Probably not."
"I don't think anyone has a secret lair."
"It would be cool though."
"Where did he used to work?"
"The Empire State building."
"Then we'll go there first. The spell can wait," Dr Strange said and they left.
Dr Otto Octavius had seen and observed Peter 1 getting stabbed, before he had watched Norman Osborn fall to the ground.
For the first time in many years, he felt empathy and sorrow for the boy.
The Peter Parker he had known and fought for many years was now an adult, and he knew that a stab wound wouldn't keep him down for long. This Peter however, was different. He was young, good willed, strong and had a good heart. He also had much more to live for. He didn't deserve to be Spiderman.
Being Spiderman had ruined his Peter Parker's life and Otto wasn't prepared to let it ruin this Peter's life as well. After all, all he had done was give Otto his life back. Now, he was going to return the favour.
When the flash of flight from Dr Strange blinded everyone else, Otto dived in and plucked Peter up from where he was standing.
"Argh! What are you... doing?" Peter called as he hung by his wrist from one of Otto's metallic arms.
"I'm going to help you."
"Help me? What do you... arh."
"I'm going to give you your life back."
"My life?... I have a life. I thought I helped you!"
"You did. Now I'm going to help you."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see," Otto said as he made his way to his old lab.
When they arrived, Otto put Peter onto a chair and restrained him using two of his metal arms.
"Here we are. I really am sorry about your aunt Peter."
"Where are we?"
"My old lab."
"Why are you restraining me?"
"I'm going to take the burden of being Spiderman away from you."
"The burden? What are you... talking about?" Peter asked as he felt his body fighting the stab wound and he took some shaky breaths in.
"I'm going to give you your life back Peter. You have opened my eyes."
"Opened your eyes? To what?"
"To having a proper life. I'm going to make you a cure."
"A cure?"
"From being Spiderman."
"What?" Peter asked before it dawned on him what was happening. "No. No. Dr Octavius... please. Don't..."
"I know that you're scared Peter. But it's going to be ok."
"No... please... You don't understand..."
"This is ruining your life Peter, as it ruined my Peter Parker's. You are not meant to live like this."
"But this is my life. Please don't," Peter begged him as his body started to heal the stab wound.
"It's not your choice Peter. It was never your choice. And I'm going to free you from that."
"No. No," Peter begged Otto before he inserted a needle into his neck and injected the medication into Peter.
A moment later, Otto loosened his grip on Peter, before he let him go completely. Peter sluggishly looked up at Otto before he collapsed onto his side on the floor.
"Peter," Otto said as he crouched beside him. "These effects will pass and you will feel..."
"Knife..." Peter gasped as he felt the stab wound getting worse and his body weakening.
"What? Oh," Otto said as he saw the blood. "I didn't know... Where's your phone?" Otto asked as he started to panic. He quickly found Peter's and called MJ's number.
"Peter?" MJ answered with hope.
"We're at my old lab. He's been stabbed."
"We know. Is this Doc Oc?"
"Yes."
"Who is it?" Dr Strange asked MJ on the other end of the phone.
"It's Doc Oc."
"Where's Peter?" Dr Strange asked as he took control of MJ's phone.
"At my old laboratory."
"Stay there," Dr Strange said before the call ended.
Less than a second later, a portal appeared. Everyone stepped through it and Dr Strange confronted Otto.
"Where is he?"
"Through there," Otto said and Dr Strange went into the experimental room with Ned and MJ.
"Peter?" MJ asked as she turned the corner and saw Peter. He was lying on his back with a hand covering his wound. He was bleeding badly, looking pale and sickly. Dr Strange quickly knelt beside Peter and placed two fingers om his neck. MJ and Ned also knelt beside him, and Peter opened his eyes.
"Peter, hey. It's ok, I'm here," MJ told him before Dr Strange interrupted her.
"Peter? Look at me," He said and Peter did so. "You're dying. But I'll do what I can to save you."
"Dude. You're not supposed to tell him that."
"Why not?" Dr Strange replied to Ned as Peter looked up at MJ.
"M... J..."
"I'm here. I'm here," MJ said before Dr Strange's cape wrapped itself tightly around Peter's body.
"Argh," Peter cried out and the other Spidermen winced from the other room. They knew what was going on and they wanted nothing else than for Peter to be alright.
"Shhh. It's ok. You're going to be ok," MJ reassured her Peter as tears filled her eyes.
"We need to move him. Now," Dr Strange said before the cape lifted Peter up and he opened up a new portal. Peter was quickly loosing unconsciousness, and MJ was holding tightly onto his hand as they went through the portal.
"Wong, take this," Dr Strange said as they entered the New York sanctum and he threw him the cube.
"I told you to leave me out of this Strange."
"It's too late for that. This spell will cause chaos to multiple universes if we don't shut it down, and I'm not powerful enough to stop it on my own."
"What spell is it?"
"To make the world forget that Peter Parker is Spiderman."
"Strange..."
"I know, but I don't have time for one of your lectures right now," Dr Strange said before the spell became unstable and Wong had to put a strong protective spell around it.
"I'll tell you off later, for now we have to deal with this spell."
"I can't."
"What?!"
"I can't. Peter's been stabbed and he's going to die unless I operate on him. So, you need to contain the spell, call in all the best masters that you know, and I'll be back as soon as I can."
"No!" Wong shouted and everyone stopped and was taken aback, even Strange. "If this spell is as dangerous as you say it is, we need to deal with it right now. Peter's life may be on the line, but he's just a kid. We cannot risk the survival of multiple universes because of him," Wong said and Dr Strange became angry.
"Peter Parker helped to save every planet in this universe, in case you had forgotten that. I fought alongside him, and he died. I died. Everyone who is standing in front of you, died. When we came back we fought Thanos, and if Tony had not picked that gauntlet up Peter would have. He's a good kid Wong, and right now he's dying. Really dying. If the spell cannot be contained and it rips multiple universes apart, I need Peter to be there with me. Let's go," Dr Strange said and he, Ned and MJ left through another portal to a hospital.
"I can barely feel his pulse," MJ said as Peter was placed on an operating table by the cloak. She had her fingers placed firmly against his neck, and she could feel her own heart beat getting faster.
"He's losing too much blood. Ned, find me Dr Palmer. MJ, go into the nurses store and find me three units of O negative blood, a tray of abdominal surgical equipment and four blue sterilising sheets."
"Ok," MJ and Ned said before they both rushed off. Dr Strange got to work attaching Peter to various monitoring machines and he began administering drugs into him. He needed to make sure that Peter was fully unconscious before he started cutting him open, and that he was stable enough to operate on.
What was not helping, was not knowing how much Peter was, or wasn't Spiderman. Dr Strange had no idea if Otto's medication had worked right away or if there was a delayed reaction. Or if it had even worked at all.
Add to that any side effects that Peter's body may be having from the concoction, and Dr Strange was starting to worry if saving Peter was even possible.
He loved the kid, just as Tony Stark had done, and he hated himself for it. He was Dr Steven Strange, he thought with his head and used logic, but Peter seemed to defy all logic and follow his heart. Still, he loved Peter like he was his father and for that, he had no choice but to save Peter if he could.
"Ok," MJ said as she came over wheeling a trolley beside her. "Three packets of O negative blood. A tray of surgical equipment and some sterilised sheets."
"That's great, Thanks MJ," Dr Strange said before MJ looked over at Peter.
"Is he going to be ok?"
"I'm going to do my best, but I can't guarantee anything."
"Strange?"
"Christine," Dr Strange greeted her as she came into the operating room.
"What's going on? Who's this?"
"This is Peter Parker, and he was Spiderman."
"Was?" Christine asked as she came over and Strange was setting up the blood to transfusion.
"He was given a drug a few minutes ago that supposedly reverted his body back to how it was before he got his powers."
"Ok. So, what's gone wrong?"
"He's been stabbed."
"Shit."
"I need your help, but I don't know how much, or if any, of his healing abilities remain."
"Ok. Let me get my surgical gown on."
"Right," Dr Strange said before he got the surgical tools ready and went to get ready himself. MJ and Ned then went over to Peter.
"This is not good MJ."
"They're going to save him. I know they will," MJ said as she ran her hand through Peter's hair.
"First May and now this. I hope that Peter can pull through."
"He will. He has to," MJ said before she kissed Peter on the forehead.
"Ok, we need to operate on him now. We'll do all we can to help him ok," Dr Palmer reassured them as she came back over.
"Yeah. Thank you," MJ said as she stepped away from Peter.
"Don't let him die. Please," Ned begged her.
"None of us want him to die," Dr Strange reassured Ned before he took his position beside Christine and they placed the sterile sheets over Peter's body. "Remember Christine, his body might still have some superhero adaptations, but I can't be sure. So we need to be prepared for anything."
"Ok."
"Are you ready?"
"As ready as I can be."
"Ok," Dr Strange said and his cloak began unwinding itself from Peter's body.
"Oh my God. Ok, ok," Chrisine said as blood began pumping out of Peter's body and she pressed her hand quickly over the wound. MJ put her hand over her mouth as Ned went pale.
"I need to get a suction tube in to clear the blood Christine, then we need to clamp the vessel."
"I know. I know. I've got it," Christine said as she pressed her finger into Peter's wound and the blood slowed.
"Good. I'm making the first incision now," Dr Strange said and Ned fainted.
"Ned!" MJ called as she knelt beside him.
"Are you ok?" Christine called and Strange focused on cutting into Peter.
"Ned's fainted."
"Put his feet up and get him to come round the best you can."
"Ok," MJ said before she searched for something to put Ned's feet up onto. She soon found something and raised Ned's legs. "Ned? Ned, wake up. It's MJ. Just wake up for me."
"Fuck Christine, it's his aorta."
"Shit."
"I can't clamp it for long. MJ!" Strange screamed.
"Yeah?"
"Could you find me a sheathe. It's something long and thin..."
"Like a chinese finger trap," Christine interrupted.
"Ok, yeah," MJ said before she rushed into the store room.
"Breathe Strange," Christine said as she saw his gands starting to shake wildly.
"Is this a sheathe?" MJ asked as she returned.
"Yeah."
"I need a 6mm one."
"6mm... 6mm..." MJ muttered to herself before she found the right one. "I've got it."
"Good. Bring it here," Dr Strange said and MJ did so. "Ok, that's good. Stay there MJ."
"I'm here."
"I'm clamping it now... Clamped," Dr Strange said and Christine removed her finger as MJ opened the packet. "Give it to me. Thank you. Oh come on, come on."
"I've got it," Christine said as they worked together to fix the sheathe onto Peter's aorta.
"Got it," Dr Strange said in relief before Ned groaned.
"Ned! Hey, you're ok. It's MJ," MJ said as she knelt beside him. "You're ok, you just fainted."
"Peter?"
"He's um... they're operating on him."
"Oh. I feel awful."
"I bet you do."
"Argh!" Dr Strange cried out in frustration and Christine turned to MJ and Ned.
"Why don't you two go to the hospital cafe. You don't need to be here."
"Ok. Come on Ned," MJ said before she helped Ned to stand up. "You ok?"
"No. But I think that I can walk."
"Come on," MJ said before they left the operating room.
When they came back, they saw Dr Palmer calmly stitching Peter up while Dr Strange was pacing around the room, muttering to himself and shaking.
"Dr Strange," MJ said as she went over to him. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm um... it's just adrenaline. My hands shake... they always do. Anyway... anyway... he's um... he's stable."
"Thank you."
"Don't go near him Ned."
"Oh, sorry."
"It's all still sterile," Dr Strange said before a portal opened behind him.
"Strange," Wong said as he stepped through, but he paused and observed the scene. "Strange?" He asked again, but more softly.
"What is it Wong?"
"We can't hold the spell any longer. We need your help to cast it."
"I'm coming."
"Thank you."
"What shall we do with Peter?" Christine asked.
"There's a free room in the sanctum, take him there. I'll see to him once the spell has been cast."
"Ok," Ned said and Dr Strange stepped through the portal with Wong.
Everyone was gathered in the foyer ofthe sanctum, waiting for something to happen.
"Are you doing ok?" Peter 3 asked Peter 2 as he was sitting on the ground.
"Yeah. Just about."
"Good."
"Where's this room?"
"I've got no idea," Christine and MJ said before they stepped through a portal and everyone looked in their direction. "Oh."
"Hi... Everyone."
"Is that Peter?" Max asked as he came over to Peter lying on a hospital bed.
"It is, yeah."
"Is he doing ok?" Peter 3 asked as he came over and Max inspected the damage.
"Oh shit."
"We've just done surgery on him. Who are all of you?"
"We're his arch nemeses."
"Oh. Nice to meet you," Christine said with a hesitant smile.
"And I'm Peter as well. Another spiderman."
"And me."
"Right... Are you ok?" Christine asked Peter 2.
"Yeah, I'm good."
"Great."
"So, is he doing ok? This Peter?"
"What? Oh, not really. He's got a long recovery ahead of him."
"But he's going to live?" Otto asked.
"Yes. Yes, he'll live. It's just bad luck that someone gave him a drug that has taken his Spiderman powers away," Christine said with a slight laugh before she saw everyone looking at Otto. "Wait... was that... you?"
"Yes, it was me. But I didn't know that he'd been stabbed."
"You nearly cost him his life. You know that right?"
"Yes. I only did it to save him, not kill him."
"Save him? How on earth did you think that you could..."
"Anyway," MJ interrupted Christine. "Dr Strange is recasting the spell now. So you're all about to go home."
"Go home?"
"We should say goodbye," Peter 3 said as he looked over at Peter 2.
"Yeah."
"Here," Peter 3 said as he offered him a hand.
"Thanks," Peter 2 said as Peter 3 helped him to stand up before they both went over to Peter 1.
"Hey Pete," Peter 2 said as he took his hand. "You've got um," Peter 2 said before he stumbled but Peter 3 held onto him tightly. "A long recovery, ahead of you. But you're strong, and you'll get through it."
"You've got people around you who will take good care of you. And it was incredible to meet you and spend time with you."
"Yeah. It was a pleasure."
"Rest well, and take it easy. You deserve it."
"And never stop following your heart. That's what being Spiderman really is. Following your heart."
"Agreed," Max said before everyone chimed in.
"Agreed."
"And Otto's gone," Norman said before everyone turned to see Norman vanish.
"I guess this is it," Max said before he went and so did the other villains.
"Bye Ned. Bye MJ."
"It was nice to meet you."
"You too," MJ replied to them with a smile before Peter 2 and 3 looked at each other.
"See you round Spiderman."
"See you round," Peter 2 replied before they both vanished.
"Ok..." Christine said after a moment. "Where have they gone?"
"Home."
"Right..."
"I liked the other two Peter Parker's," Ned chimed in.
"So did I. But I prefer mine," MJ said before she lent down and kissed Peter.
"Have they gone home?" Dr Strange asked as he appeared.
"Yes. They all vanished a few moments ago."
"Good. Why's Peter here? I asked you to take him to the balcony room. 2nd floor, 3rd door on the left."
"Right. You told us to take him to a room, but you didn't tell us which one."
"What? Of course I told you which one."
"No, you didn't."
"You actually didn't."
"Well, we'll take him there now. Follow me," Dr Strange said before he led the way and Peter's bed magically floated up the stairs.
"Woah."
"Quiet Ned."
"Sorry Mr Strange."
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"Peter?" Dr Strange asked as Peter started to move. It was dark now and he had been checking Peter's vitals. "Peter? It's Dr Strange. You're safe."
"Arh..." Peter groaned before he squeezed his eyes closed. Dr Strange turned the lights down and Peter relaxed.
"Can you squeeze my hand Peter?" Strange asked as he put his hand into Peter's and Peter moved his fingers a little.
"Hos... ital?"
"Yes. You're in hospital," Strange replied to Peter for simplicity. Peter's voice was a little croaky and it was very quiet, which was to be expected.
"Ot..."
"I know, it's ok. Just relax."
"Sta... stab..."
"I know Peter. You're ok. You're safe and everything's been dealt with."
"Hm... mn," Peter groaned before he fell asleep. Dr Strange sighed before he got a blanket from the cupboard and settled down on the chair beside Peter. This was going to be a long night.
"Peter. Are you ok?" MJ asked as she ran into the room and saw that Peter was half awake in bed.
"Be careful with him MJ," Dr Strange said as MJ got onto the bed and hugged Peter.
"What... hap...?" Peter asked and MJ kissed him.
"You were stabbed."
"Stabbed?" Peter whispered.
"Yeah. You can't remember?"
"No."
"He's still quite out of it from the anaesthetic."
"Oh, ok."
"MJ... You're here."
"I am."
"Why do I... feel numb?"
"You've had surgery."
"Where do you feel numb Peter?"
"What?"
"Where is it numb?"
"It's numb...?"
"Ok. Don't worry, you're ok," Dr Strange reassured Peter before he checked his wound.
"MJ?" Peter asked as he looked back at her.
"Yes Peter?"
"May... is she...?"
"She's gone," MJ said and tear filled Peter's eyes.
"Peter," Dr Strange said, but MJ just held him close to her. With nothing else he could do, Strange went out of the room, content that Peter was doing well enough that he could be left without him for a few minutes.
"How's he doing?" Ned asked Dr Strange as he walked into the kitchen. Wong had been making Ned some tea while MJ had gone to see Peter.
"He's doing very well. He's a bit out of it from the anaesthetic, but his body has started recovering."
"That's really good."
"And what about you?" Wong asked as he appeared.
"Me?"
"You've been awake for 2 days looking after Peter. You need to get some rest."
"I don't trust anyone else to treat him."
"Well, you don't have a choice," Wong said before he cast a spell and Strange fell unconscious onto the floor.
"Woah. What did you just do?"
"I sent him to sleep. It's a simple knock out spell."
"Woah."
"Go and see if MJ is alright with Peter. I'll be through in a few minutes."
"Ok," Ned said before he rushed off.
When he went into the room, he found MJ quietly singing to Peter.
"He's gone to sleep Ned," She told him quietly.
"Woah. You... sang..."
"He was crying about May, so I sang to him to get him to fall asleep."
"Well… it worked. Is he doing ok?" Ned asked as he came alongside MJ.
"He's confused and sore. But I think that he's doing ok."
"Ok. Peter's really strong, so he'll be alright. Won't he?"
"I hope so."
"You know. Because he's not spiderman any-more."
"I know Ned. But he's still Peter, and he needs us."
"And we'll be there for him."
"Always," MJ said before she kissed Peter and curled up beside him.
Two days later, it was May's funeral. Strange got Peter into a wheelchair and took him, MJ and Ned to the church. It was a quiet and subdued service, but there were a lot of people there from charities that May had helped with. In the garden, Peter got more upset but with his new family by his side, he managed to hold it together.
He was no longer Spiderman, he was just a kid with a stab wound. Dr Strange was still a superhero, but Peter now had to get use to him being both his doctor and his self proclaimed father.
"We should go home," MJ said to Dr Strange as she could see Peter becoming emotionally exhausted by the whole experience. "We'll come back and lay flowers another day."
"Ok," Dr Strange agreed before he wheeled Peter to the car park and lifted him into a seat. Peter felt dazed and he closed his eyes as MJ got in beside him. Peter needed love, but with his new father, girlfriend and Ned alongside him, everything was going to be ok.