Peter Parker Oneshots

Tough Love

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The Avengers had captured Spidey after the homecoming incident, but are they too harsh?

(FFH happened after Civil War and before Homecoming so might not make that much sense but roll with it.)

Peter fumbled out of the elevator, getting pushed forward by Steve, to be met with a group of Avengers. Tony spoke up first as the teen just stood there masked, looking nervous while holding his torso, that was still burnt from last week's escapade.

"So after I take the multi-million dollar suit that you hacked, you decide to put on a onesie and go back out to fight the person I specifically told you not to, crashing my plane in the process. Do you have any common sense in you? I tried the tough love thing but apparently it doesn't work, so I don't know what else to do! Act like an adult next time for God's sakes!"

Peter snapped "No."

The team looked taken aback by the bluntness but Peter continued.

"I'm not going to act like an adult if I'm not one, am I? I'm 15 for God's sake, and I've already fought against half of Earth's Mightiest Heroes and a flying guy, saving you millions of dollars worth of equipment in the process. I haven't slept properly in months, you know why? I was fighting. I was fighting a guy who got his hands of Stark technology, making my life an illusion for the past 7 months. He showed me you DYING Mr. Stark, he showed me the love of my life getting thrown off of the Eiffel Tower. He showed me Nick Fury getting shot and made me fight through illusion after illusion while making me think it was all my fault. I blamed your and Miss. Romanoff's death on myself. Mr. Rhodes paralysis. The whole lot. The thought that rings through my head when I try to go to sleep is 'Maybe if you were good enough, Tony would still be alive'. How do you think that makes me feel huh? I keep newspaper articles with me at all times with post-it-notes on them, stating whether they are real or fake. And I'm going insane. I'm sleep deprived, I'm Schizophrenic and to top it all of, I'm depressed. I've tried to kill myself 8 times and none of them have worked. So I help others who feel the same. You're busy fighting aliens and AIs gone rogue, you're busy fighting each other, but I'm busy making sure I don't go mental so I can keep helping everyone, not just the big leagues. Still think that tough love doesn't work on me huh? It would work if I wasn't fucking loopy. I'm 15 and I'm juggling fighting, school, working a part-time job and most importantly, I'm trying to make you proud, but apparently I always fall short. I'm driving myself to insanity."

Peter ripped the mask off to reveal his puffy red eyes with bags under them, and the big scar from his left ear to his right nosebridge. He ripped off his sweatsuit to reveal the scarring underneath. Burns, claw marks, gun-shot wounds and stab wounds, the whole package, and when he turned around it was even worse. His spine was sticking out so you could see every dent in his back, along with the battle scars. He unbuckled his webshooters and threw them at Tony, who fumbled to catch them, but underneath, you could see the neat lines overlapping each-other on his wrists, self-inflicted.

The team was horrified hearing this, most of them brought to tears but Peter was steel-faced.

"If you want me to act like an adult, let's actually see if I can make it to 18 without being put in a grave. Or 21, where maybe I can drink away my problems."

That was a cold jab at Tony, but everyone including the billionaire himself knew he deserved it.

"Now I'm going to go sit in the alley-way I live in and hide from CPS for the next 3 years. Goodbye, and don't expect me to be around much."

He ran at the window full-force breaking it in the process and fell, closing his eyes and accepting his fate as the team watched helplessly, already mourning to boy who had gone through so much fall to his death. Karen, the boy's former AI was angry at the Avengers and wanted to help the boy who had made her feel human, so she deployed the Iron Spider and it latched onto the boy, who was only feet away from the ground, swinging him to safety.

Karen, the little AI who saved the Spider, the little teen who could, and would, change the world.