Marvel Book

Two Birds On A Wire - Peter Parker Imagine {Angst}

Summary: You're Peter Parker's best friend, Y/N L/N. You're also known as the Ghost Spider, the female version of Peter. Being the older of the two, you taught Peter a lot and he was always more ready to fight and become an Avenger than you. You knew the danger that came with it all and spent most of your time making sure Peter was safe while he lived his dream. Now you have risked it all to save him and he is asking you to come home... but you're tired.

Warnings: Angst, subtle mention of death, mention of murder.

A/N: This is a piece from a fanfic book with a Loki/Bucky/Peter {haven't really decided which} love interest I dream of writing one day. Let me know what you all think. ♥ For this one specifically I envision a female main character so there are more female pronouns in it. If you all like it and want a gender neutral one let me know, I'd be happy to post it. Also, not my gif above.

Song Inspiration:

Y/N = Your Name. L/N = Last Name.

As I held the infinity gauntlet in my hand, I felt the power surge through my veins. It hurt, fiery searing pain surging through me as I stared into the mad titan's eyes. Nothing but spite and anger were in my eyes towards the titan. I could hear Loki's last words in my head. "You'll never be a God." Thor had told me his brother's last words and I chose to stick by it.

"You'll never be a God." I growled at Thanos, my voice rough and ragged from the battle. As the last word slipped my lips, I snapped. A force of power, coming from all of the stones in the gauntlet Tony had made, rushed over the battlefield and coursed through all of Thanos' warriors and Thanos himself.

The last thing I heard before the snap was a mix of Tony yelling "Kid!" and Peter's voice "Y/N no!" Peter's broke me the most. I was close with Tony, I mean hell, he was calling me kid. He doesn't just call anyone kid. He had taken care of me since I was eight and ended up in Shield after my parents murders. I met Peter before Shield though, we had always gone to the same school and our parents used to be friends, along with Aunt May. Simpler times, I guess.

Squeezing my eyes, I heard Peter's voice in a broken state. "Y/N... Y/N, please.. Please wake up... Don't leave me here.. Not like this." In between his words were soft, broken sobs and if my heart wasn't already breaking, it was now.

I screamed at myself to open my eyes and with all of the strength left in me, I did. I opened my eyes to meet his, a broken, tired smile ghosted my lips as I looked at my best friend. "Peter..." I whispered out, my voice cracking.

"Come on, Y/N.. We've got to get you up. We've got to get you home! You'll be okay. Come on!" Peter pleaded with me.

I knew there was no way I was going home. How could I tell him that though? Looking at the wounds that wrapped around my whole arm, stretching up my neck, and across my face, I sighed ever so softly. I held the hand he had placed on top of my good one before looking up into his hershey chocolate brown eyes. "I'm tired..." I said quietly, tears now brimming my eyes. "The sky is overcast and I'm sorry..." Saying this, I shake my head as I look back down at my war-torn body.

"Peter..." Tony said softly behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder in a comforting way to which Peter responded angrily and shook it off, shaking his head.

"No!" Peter cried out.

A/N: Aaaand that's it for now. Okay, so I have many different ways it can go for different love interests. I don't know which way I would/will? go yet. Is Y/N dead yet? 🤔 Is Y/N ever really dead? 🤔