Final Realization
"You could of given me my money,"
A gun shot. "With great Power-." "Ahhhhhhhhh," "Great responsibility,"
"Remember that... "You could of given me my money,"
"Please don't hurt me." "I'm dying Peter."
"With great power, comes great responsibility. Remember that Pete, remember that."
Peter's head popped up, he held a shriek and looked around. His clock read nine o'clock. Peter placed his feet on the ground he slowly got up and walked downstairs heading out to the fence that bordered MJ's and his. He sat down on the steps leading to the house.
Grasping his head he tried to remember the conversation he had with his uncle right before he died.
"Well maybe you can be upset, but I mean your going crazy. You've skipped school, gotten in fights at school and really you've up and changed altogether."
"No that's something different I have changed something made me stronger and
it came along with other things."
"We'll something must of changed I mean use to you couldn't even beat up a girl and now you can throw a football player across a room. That's exactly what I'm talking you are changing greatly it happens to everybody."
"No not what's happening to me. You don't know what's happening to me.""Alright fine if that's what you want to think then think it, but take this advice from me who has gone through a lot, with great power comes great responsibility."
"Peter I'm dying Peter. Remember... with great power comes great responsibility. Remember that Pete, remember that."
Peter stopped the unhappy memory a small tear escaped from his eye and dropped to the ground. "I will remember that Uncle Ben. I will remember it. No matter what happens to me I'll always remember that. I'll never forget that," he said to the dark.
Heclenched his fist he stood up and everything seemed different, he knew what to do. He knew exactly everything became clear again a burden seemed to be released from his back, but yet it was replaced by another one.
Suddenly he heard shouts coming from the house next to his. MJ's parents at it again and to his ears she was caught in the middle. He sat back down and MJ came storming out, a few tears escaped her. She looked around and realized she was not alone
She saw Peter sitting in the dark alone, a blank stare on his face. "Peter," she said.
"Yeah," he said.
"Nothing I was just wondering if that was you,"
"It's me,"
"I can see that,"
Peter got up from the shadow of his door. "Hey MJ are you alright,"
"I guess, I've gotten over my dad slapping and pissed off drunk mood,"
"I'm sorry MJ,"
"Sorry for me. You just lost an uncle I mean,"
"Yeah I guess,"
"So what were you doing out here,"
Peter sighed. "Questioning the dark," he came closer to the fence and rested his back on it. MJ again put her warm hand on him.
"You must miss him a lot,"
"He was always there you know, every game no matter how much I sucked he was there every time. But I think he's given me a last lesson, he's not there now. He's left me to live on my own,"
"I think he has Peter, but what are you going to do now, what are you going to do on your own,"
"You know that's the funny thing, you see every once in awhile when things get tough I ask myself. What is my purpose in life, why am I here, why was I put on this earth. I think now things are as tough as they can get and right now that's all I think about. To answer your question I don't know what I'm going to do, but you know I don't anyone does, I don't think Uncle Ben knew that someday my parents were going to be killed and I would have to move in with them. So for right now I'm going to use whatever power is in me and use it to do what's right," Peter took a breath. "Long speech huh."
"Long, Peter, long but sweet and long, but very smart. Goodnight Peter," MJ left Peter and went inside. Peter stood for a moment. Then he went back inside.
That night he went back to bed, that night for the first in six he slept peacefully, but something told him that for the rest of his life no sleep would ever be as peaceful. And now for once he knew it was for the better.
