"Run!"

"We can't get out!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Execute Order 66."

Peter Parker suddenly gasped awake, looking around and recalling where he was. He was currently staying at some stingy hotel in the galaxy. He sighed and listened to the shipping activity going on above the place he was sleeping. It was some cheap motel that didn't ask any questions, and from the noises surrounding him, he felt he didn't want to question it either.

"Things weren't always like this..."

Peter then got up and grabbed his clothes, knowing that he could not get any more sleep. He made his way out of the building and threw a hood over his head to protect himself from the rain. While standing in the train station, he waited for his ride to arrive.

"We were sent here after we died..."

When the train arrived, Peter stepped onboard and kept his hood up when he noticed there were a few Stormtroopers on board. He didn't want to attract their attention and tried to act as inconspicuously as possible.

"Thanos won. He killed half of all life in the universe...but we were rescued."

Peter watched as two troopers in the back of the train began harassing someone for no particular reason. He clenched his fist and wished that he could fight and defend the person, but he couldn't do anything. If he did that, he would give away his location, and he was surrounded by Empire troops everywhere.

"We fought to protect the galaxy, but in the end, our efforts were futile. The Empire emerged victorious from the ashes of what we had attempted to destroy."

Peter then waited for his stop on the train and realized that security on this planet was becoming too much for him. He would eventually be spotted, or his impulsive behavior would lead to his downfall. It was time to move to another planet.

"Now...there are only a handful of Avengers left. I don't even know if there are others. I'm the only survivor of the transport."

Peter started making his way down the street and saw the dozens of homeless families left on the streets. They had been forced from their homes by the Empire. The Empire wanted their land for some reason or other, and they branded them as traitors and either sent them to prison or left them homeless.

"There are three rules to survive in this new galaxy."

Peter walked over to a Twi'leks family of three and dropped some new Imperial credits he had into their cup. He saw the look of relief on their faces, and their child smiled at him. Peter offered a small smile in return. Then, he got back up and adjusted his hood to try and keep his face out of sight.

"Don't stand out."

However, when Peter was walking through the rain, he stopped when he felt his senses alert him of danger. When he looked around to where his senses were alerting him, he saw some guys harassing a couple on the street.

"Accept the universe for what it is."

Peter was indeed just about to walk away and ignore it, something that he had gotten used to doing since Order 66. But after four years, something inside him had just had enough of the criminals being able to run wild due to the Empire's incompetence.

Peter then knew that he needed to do something. He walked his way towards the people harassing the poor victims. When he made his way up to the man's back, he raised his hand up and touched it. The man he grabbed was confused, but before he could comprehend what had happened, he felt his entire nervous system shut down. And as soon as he fell, Peter was still standing with his palm glowing a bright yellow.

"Trust no one."

Peter then raised his head high enough for his eyes to be visible, revealing the anger in them aimed at the attackers. Shocked, the couple realized that this man with electricity flowing through his eyes had just saved their lives. Since he needed to leave the planet anyway, he might as well do it while saving others.

"My name is Peter Parker, and I am the last surviving Avenger."