You Can Rest Now

The very last thing Peter expected to happen in his AP Physics class was for everyone's phones to start buzzing like crazy. His own phone was victim to the assault, and he pulled it out of his pocket to see what could possibly be so important and-

Oh no.

Oh no. No no no.

There, on his phone, was a breaking news alert about him, Peter Parker, fighting with the Avengers.

Oh no.

Before he even gets the chance to open it, someone runs to the front of the room and connects their phone to the projector for the entire class to see. The teacher doesn't even try to stop them.

The room is dead silent.

"Breaking News: We have just received video evidence of what appears to have happened in New York involving the Avengers and Thanos." A female voice sounded throughout the silence of the room, "Please be advised, this video contains disturbing images and graphic depictions of death."

A clip starts playing, showing debris and littered bodies all around.

Peter can't help the strangled gasp that escapes his throat. He had been there. That angle looks suspiciously familiar and his heart physically aches knowing what is going to happen.

The camera wriggles a little, and then something shiny partly covers the feed. An arm, (his arm, in the Spider-Man suit), covers more of the video.

Heavy breathing is heard.

And then, (scaring everyone in the room) a woman comes flying down in front of the camera and smirks down at it.

It's obvious she's on the Avengers' team, and the heavy, staggered breathing behind the camera relaxes just a tiny bit.

Shaky, so very shaky, a young male says: "Hi. I'm - Peter Parker."

The video pauses and every single pair of eyes turns to look at him at the exact same time. Peter can only stare in horror at the video being projected. This was it. His cover was blown. The entire world is going to see Mr. Stark take his last breath, see the absolute despair it brought to Peter, hear his pleas for Mr. Stark to stay. They are going to know he's Spider-Man. They are going to see him crying and begging on his knees for his father figure to just don't go.

His life can't possibly get any worse than this.

He couldn't even say anything, his mouth opened and closed and no sound came out except for scratchy breaths.

"Peter, what? Is that you?"

"That was definitely your voice."

"You were on there?"

"Are you an Avenger?"

The questions piled on top of each other and Peter couldn't get his brain to go passed Hi. I'm Peter Parker. He had just inadvertently exposed himself to the whole world and his past self has absolutely no idea. God, this was his Parker Luck if he's ever seen it. How was this even recording? Is there another camera on his suit?