PART ONE
PAINTitan
six years agoAll of a sudden it becomes too calm. One minute Thanos was here, the gauntlet was coming off. But then that idiot space cowboy, StarKing - or whatever ridiculous name he went by - lost his cool and our plan fell through our fingers like sand. The only reason I wasn't painting his face with bruises was because I was checking Tony's to wound. He had a clear puncture through his stomach after Thanos stabbed him. My hands keep shaking as I try to dress his wound.
"Move your hands," he instructs with tight breathing. I do as I'm told and wipe the tears and blood from my cheeks. His suit releases a mist that closes his wound. Once he's caught his breath I see his eyes focus on me. He takes a deep breath before squinting and coming back to the present moment. "What's your damage?"
"Cracked skull. Four broken ribs. Some broken bones. A shredded lung," I continue the list of damages I had sustained while fighting Thanos. I try not to think about the fact that we had just lost. "But I'm healing as we speak so there's no need to worry about me," I wrap my arm around his shoulder, helping him to a standing position and watch as our team collects themselves around us. I'm distracted from listening to Uncle Tony spit fire at Doctor Strange for giving up the stone. I'm too busy searching for Peter.
"Where's Peter?" I ask one of the guardians of the galaxy. The one with the antennas who's name
I didn't remember.She gives me a curious look before pointing to the idiotic SpaceKing. "Peter is right there."
I grit my teeth, "that's not Peter."
"Yes, that is Peter." The one called Drax explains.
Before him and I can get into yet another endless debate I see my Peter less than a few yards south of me, leaning on a rock to hoist himself up. His mask disappears from around his face when I wrap my arms around him and exhale happily. My anxiety melted away when I heard him sigh my name. Everything would be fine as long as I was in his arms.
"After kiss?" I ask, referring to our tradition of kissing before and after every battle. When he doesn't reply I pull away and begin to register the look of concentration on his face. It was his spider tingle. Something was wrong. "Peter, what is it?"
"Mr. Stark?" He calls out, focused and suddenly moving much quicker than before. He calls Uncle Tony a second time, almost running into his arms. I'm at his feet, trying to catch up.
Before I can ask what is happening Uncle Tony is holding him tightly and I see a cloud of dust breeze by Drax's leg. "What is.." I can't finish the sentence because I'm not sure what I'm seeing. Drax starts to disappear right in front of me, his once solid body deteriorating until there's nothing but a cloud of smoke. And then the chaos follows.
The guardians begin to fade, then Doctor Strange and that's when it hits me. "Peter," I barely get the words out. He's laying on the ground now, telling Uncle Tony he wasn't ready to go. Then I'm throwing Uncle Tony off of Peter and gripping his shoulders. If I stayed in his arms nothing bad would happen. "You're not going anywhere. You're not leaving me!"
"Lila, it's time for the after kiss"-
"But we haven't finished the mission!" He was blurry all of a sudden. My words wouldn't form fast enough. Time was moving too fast. There was too much to say. "You're not leaving me! Peter, you're not leaving..," my words failed me as the sobs continued to bubble up, leaving me crying into his chest.
There are tears in his eyes when he sets both hands on my face to push my hair away and force me to look at him. "I love you, Lila. More than I thought I could ever love a person," now his lips are on mine but I can't feel anything other than anger. It was the first time he told me he loved me.
My hair blazes to white in between sobs. "You're telling me this now!?"
Now he's laughing. He kisses my forehead and I'm still gripping onto his shoulders until I have nothing but dust on my hands. Everything is still. Then the pain follows and I finally understand what it feels like to loose the battle.
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