Marvel Imagines

Too Young

• Non-Binary Y/n •
• Natasha's Point Of View •

The jet finally arrives from the long mission my sweet child went on with the Spiderling. I run out to the landing pad waiting for Y/n to run out and hug me like they always do.

The back opens. Peter sits on the floor in tears. There is no sign of Y/n. "Peter?" I ask him as I walk onto the jet to see just him. "Peter where is Y/n?" I ask him waiting for an answer but he just cries more keeping himself away from me.

I get worried, "Parker! Where the hell is my child!" I demand too know slightly scaring the boy in tears infront of me. He finally looks at me. His normal sad crying different to the tears he sheds now.

He rubs he red eyes, "I'm so sorry, Miss Romanoff." He tells her choking back his tears. He then repeats that he is sorry. The realisation hits me quickly. The dots connecting faster than my mind can comprehend.

My own child..

"Peter..what happened on that mission?" I calmly ask him as I choke in fear.

He looks at his feet. His words broken, "We hid. Y/n..they..saw an opportunity to go. I warned them not too! I swear. But they ignored me and went for it. He caught Y/n. He killed Y/n. Right infront of me." He tells me.

I stop. The air trapped in my lungs as I tear up. "What?" I mumble. He looks at me. His eyes consumed by pain. I stand up and walk away as the team watches me walk in dissociated from the world.

"Natasha?" Clint asks me.

I ignore them all, but Clint stops me. He holds my face. I look in his eyes and fall to the floor crying.

• A week Later •
• Peter's Point Of View •

I scroll through my phone. Not leaving my room in the compound. I hear a voice from downstairs. It's familiar. Sounds like y/n.

I look up confused and run down the stairs. The voice being Y/n, however not in person. It's a video of us on the jet before she dies.

"I don't know if we should continue after this Pete." Y/n tells me. They look at me in the eyes.

I look down I'm pain from training too hard, "Are we too young for this?" I ask them.

They choke on their words, "Feel like I can't move.."

I stand there as I see the Avengers crying and comforting eachother. "Where did yu find that." I mutter. They all turn around to see me stood there with tears in my eyes.

Miss Romanoff turns back to look at the floor. She avoids me. She asks me, "What were my child's last words?" She asks me.

I tear up at the thought of those being their final words before being brutally tortured then murdered infront of me eyes. I look up and bite my top lip a little trying not to cry once more, "Tell my mom I'll always love her..That I'm watching over her..I love you Peter..I always have.."

The emotionless Black Widow bursts out crying before signaling me over to her. I sit next to her. She holds me tight as we cry. "Thank you for telling me that Peter." She tells me.

I couldn't tell her what Y/n really said for their last words. It would cause her more pain.