~3rd Person~
Peter was swinging through the City, it was exactly one year ago that His aunt died.
He has Not been in school or with hsi Friends, He has allso Not taken His suit off ever since the day of the fire.
His Friends have tried to get Him to hiy Sense. knowing that He was spider-man they throight it was easy to Talk to him and even find Him, but it was Not. Peter, or Better, spider-man was No easy avail, after saving the Last Bit of peopel He instantly swanh away.
He still wore the Same suit He Had in the day of the fire, He never changed it.
Allmost everyone was slightly worryed about there Red and blue Hero.
They all knew Something was wrong with Him, He was on patrols the whole day instead of the Morning and afternoon's.
He wasnt making any funny comments on the villains anymore, He didn't even start to speak If He didn't have to.
He was lonley and sad, and everybody noticed that.
Even the fucking avangers where worryed about Him.
And Nobody knew that He was Just Sixteen years old.
Nobody knew the pain He went through.
the pain He shoudnt have been through.
The Boy needed Help, imediently, but Nobody knew He did, Nobody knew how to.
Or was Somebody Planung in Helping our poor Boy?
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A spider for the avangers
FanfictionPeter Parker was anounced dead as everybody thought that He Had died in a fire together with His aunt. Bit in reality Peter was watching His House together with His aunt, His stuff, His memories being burned away. the only Thing He Had left was His...
