Homecoming Night

[2017]

~Peter~

He drops me on the ground a final time before picking me up with one of his mechanical wings, I can vaguely see his other wing pull back aiming the tip of one of its many blades towards my chest.

The blade tears through my chest and detaches from the vulture's wingsuit as I scream in pain. Toomes leaves and I'm alone. (Oh god, I'm going to die alone) I feel the tears streaming down my cheeks and the pained sobs that each come with a burst of pain.

After some time passed, (I honestly can't tell if it's been minutes or hours) all the pain and the noise begins to fade and I can see a faint light in the corner of my sight, is someone there?

"h-" I can hardly make it through the first syllable before gasping for air and loudly coughing up what I assume is blood. (whoever it is had to hear me cough right)

I can hear somebody's footsteps getting closer and closer to me and I struggle to keep myself awake long enough to see who it is, the light is covered by a shadow and a male voice gasps-

"holy fuck" The voice is familiar but I'm too out of it to determine who it is.

"hmm-" I'm reduced to moaning now but I can't seem to bring myself to care. The man crouches down next to me and brushes the hair out of my face.

"I-it's okay kid, umm it's Happy, I'm gonna… shit, I've gotta call Tony, just hold on okay?" Happy? Oh yeah, Happy, he can help.

"Hhh… Hah… p-puh" I can't finish the name before I am weakly coughing again. The older man turns from his phone,

"Hey, kid don't push yourself. I'm calling Tony and he's gonna help you out okay? Just hold on kid" I can hear the urgency in his voice as he puts his phone to his ear and then "Boss you've got to get down to Coney Island… No, not later now… Boss… Boss lis… BOSS, IT'S THE KID! Just get here fast, please hurry" Happy hangs up and turns back to me cradling my cheek "c'mon kid just stay awake until Tony gets here, got it?" I slowly turn my head to look directly at Happy, wincing at the movement.

"I-ir'n m'n?" I whisper, staring at the older man my gaze glossy and unfocused.

"Yeah, kid. Ironman is coming, don't you wanna see Ironman? You need to stay awake for that, hear me ki-" Happy is cut off by a thud somewhere behind him. "Stay awake, kid please, I'll be right back I promise" I don't see where Happy goes and I don't hear him either, I start to feel myself losing consciousness. (no. I need to stay awake, Happy said to) I hear the sound of metal moving before,

"Kid?!" runs to me crouching by my side, taking in the giant spear in my chest.

"M-m'sr st- st" I break into another bloody coughing fit. 's eyes immediately filled with worry, he reaches his hand to brush through my now dirty curls.

"Hey, kid don't talk. Just… everything is gonna be alright okay?" The man's words mixed with the soothing motion of his fingers are relaxing and I feel my anxiety start to drift.

"M-'m tired…. M' sr st- st' rk a-an s-scared" I let out a soft sob as tears start to stream down my face again.

"I know Pete" his hand moves from my hair to wipe the tears from my eyes " FRI? W- what are his chances?" my breath hitches at his question to the AI.

"He won't make it to any hospital sir" The AI's voice breaks the silence, I see my mentor's eyes fill with tears as I start to sob until one gets caught in my throat turning into a harsh cough.

"Pete, please you need to calm down, just breath" the older man gently places his arms under my torso drawing me into his lap, cradling my head and combing through my hair as I continue to lightly sob.

The older man shh's him before softly singing,

"Dormi dormi o mio bambino

Sulle onde qui vicino"

My sobs slowly turn to quiet whimpers at the sound of the man's voice laced with the feeling of his fingers through my hair.

"E sogna gli angeli del ciel

Dormi dormi mio tesor

Resta sempre nel mio cuor"

I stare up into the man's eyes and he stares into mine, both of us silently crying.

"Vieni vieni o dolce suono

Scendi adesso come un dono"

Tony pulls me closer trying not to shift the blade.

"E porta pace e gioia e amor

Dormi dormi mio tesor

Resta sempre sul mio cuor"

I let out a soft sob and he shh's me before gently kissing my forehead.

"Dormi e sogna mio tesor

Resta sempre sul mio cuor"

I nuzzle into his touch and continue to block the pain with the sound of Tony's voice.

"Bianca notte tra le stelle

Ti riconosco in mezzo a mille"

I can feel the last bit of life slipping away from me, but I don't feel scared anymore.

"Tutti cantano con noi

Dormi dormi mio tesor

Prendi gioia dal Signor"

I look at the man a final time before he leans down to draw me further into his chest and kiss my forehead but this time not moving away, instead he whispers into my hair,

"It's okay Pete, you can sleep now, everything will be okay I promise" Tony's tears wet my hair as the older man softly sobs. My eyes start to close and the world quiets, but the warmth of Tony's arms remains and I'm okay.

Everything is okay.

Six Years Later

[2023]

I'm alive?

I can feel myself breathing, but I have this deep feeling that I shouldn't be. What's going on?

'everything will be okay I promise'

I gasp in a breath of air as a bright light fills my vision and my hands fly to my chest, nothing is there just a scar that looks like it's been there for years. That's when I realize somebody else I'm hyperventilating and the machine that I am attached to is going wild, which only serves to distress me more.

A large group of doctors enter the room, all wide-eyed at the fact that I'm awake. One of the doctors walks up to my I.V. and injects something (I assume is a sedative) into my veins.

"W-wha 's goin o-on?" I don't get a response before I pass out again.

The next time I wake up I'm isn't alone. An unfamiliar man sits in the chair next to me using a tablet I've never seen before.

"Who are you?" I ask, my voice croaky from lack of use. The man's head immediately snaps up before quickly turning off and placing the tablet aside.

"Ahh, Mr. Parker welcome back to the land of the living. My name is Director Nick Fury of SHIELD, now before we start I need to ask you a few simple questions, okay?" I stare at the man for a second before nodding. "Okay, great. Now first off state your full name please"

"Peter Benjamin Parker" hums in agreement before starting his list of questions.

"How old are you Mr. Parker?"

"Fifteen" These questions are easy… right?

"What is the month?"

"September"

"Good, good now the final question. What year is it?" I hesitate before answering this question worried that somehow I might get it wrong,

"T- two thousand and S-seventeen?" The facial expression the man makes worries me.

"Okay, son I'm just gonna get this out of the way now so we can move on from this. The year is twenty twenty-three" His words shock me into momentary silence.

"S-so what I've been in a coma? No, you're lying. Where is Mr. Stark? I wanna talk to Mr. Stark!" I'm starting to hyperventilate again.

"No Parker. Not a coma, you've been dead… for six years"

Now I'm just not breathing, I gasp and gasp for air but keep failing. I sit up straight, yanking several wires off my chest and ignoring Fury's voice telling me to calm down and lay back. Fury then reaches over and pushes a button and I feel the drugs pump into my system.

'It's okay Pete, you can sleep now'

"T-tony" I whisper as I fall back into darkness.