Peter pov
As I left the room I got a sudden bad feeling in my stomach.
Not the kind I get when I'm sick, but the kind I get when I think.....I know that something's wrong.
I kept walking towards my room to grab my suit. If they weren't gonna let me train, I might as well go help people.
Otherwise I'm completely useless.
I grabbed my suit, about to get changed, but saw the oximeter.
I decided to check my blood toxicity levels, just becaus a tiny part of me was hoping this was all a dream and that I'd wake up and feel fine.
I placed it on my fingers, waited and hoped.
A minutes passed, I looked down and saw my destiny fall before me.
Blood toxicity levels: 95%
Karen told the truth. I had only 3 hours left. I didn't know what to do then.
I was gonna die, so what's the point?
Would anyone even miss me?
How the heck do you get rid of poison?
Questions swirled in my mind and a few minutes passed without me realising.
My anxiety got the best of me and I placed the oximeter on my finger, holding, of possible, the percent would have down down in the last 5 minutes.
I looked down and nothing changed.
Not even the current time in the corner, which meant it was frozen.
"Great..." I muttered. I dropped the now useless oximeter on the ground and continued getting changed into my suit.
If the oximeter was frozen, I couldn't use it, meaning I had no way to track the poison.
I placed my mask on and heard Karen's calming voice.
"Hello, Peter." She spoke.
I don't really know why, but hearing her voice again made me tear up.
Heavy breaths escaped my mouth, and I finally responded with, "hey, Karen. Can you do me a favour?"
"Sure thing."
Never in a million years did I think I'd need to ask this, but here we are. "If somones blood toxicity levels reached 100%, how long would they have to live?" I asked.
I was denying the obvious, and hoping for the unrealistic.
"Only 4 minutes." She spoke.
My eyes stopped dead. Thats it?
"Oh.." I said, not directly to anyone. The words hung in the air.
I gulped. "what was the favour, Peter?" Karen asked.
"...do you have an internal oximeter installed?" I asked.
"Yes. Would you like me to record your blood levels?" Karen asked. In a way, Karen was now my only friend.
Sure I had the other avengers, but I'm sure they only put up with me because Tony's my dad.
"Somthing like that..." I mumbled.
I climbed out of my window, now fully in my Spiderman suit.
I didn't really know what I was looking for, but just anything. The ringing noise was still going on, but I didn't feel like dealing with Flash.
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Fanfiction*COMPLETED* Being Peter Parker sure has ups and downs. Mostly downs. After being shot and left behind, Peter needs Tonys help. Things start getting safer for them both, when Peter gets kidnapped and tortured by a very...personal person. How will Pet...