On The Other Side

Yikes.....

Even superheroes have fears, He has some too, losing may, his friends, tony, not being able to save someone, some of these became reality while others well they remain in his heart forever, they keep him awake at night and makes it hard to go back to sleep, but this this nightmare was something that had never even occurred to him.

'What do you mean he took me away two years ago!?'

'Peter calm down just breathe okay?'

'I cant calm down, Please strange tell me what happened' Peter pleaded but Strange just told him to calm down again and when he didn't budge strange sighed and finally relented.
'Just it's not going to be easy okay? but don't let this send you into a panic, we had a plan and we have to go through with it so we can't have your mind all over the place.'

Peter just nodded, he was sitting on a chair now and Stephen was crouched in front of him, as if he was talking to a child. Stephen continued, 'Peter almost three years ago this other tony came to our universe-' 'Three?' Peter cut in, 'I thought you said he took me two years ago?' 'Yes he was here three years ago peter, His son had died and he was on the lookout for one exactly like him and I think you made the cut, I found out he was planning a little abduction and tony, your tony joined me to make him leave but that guy killed him'

Peter's breath hitched, his Lungs hurt, the guy he had started to trust was the one that had killed his mentor? That guy was looking to replace someone with his dead son, wasn't peter the same? He had almost replaced his mentor with his killer too. Just because they looked the same? Wait-

'How can he replace me with his son? I don't even look like him?'

'How would you know parker? Multiverse is strange somewhere out there you happened to be his son'
Right.

'so what happened then? After Mr. Starks funeral? He just waited two months to contact me?'

Strange shook his head and said 'No, I had sealed him out of our world before the funeral'

'Then what happened?' Peter cut in to ask and strange gave him a look and warned peter, 'Don't cut in when I am speaking'

Peter looked down feeling a little embarrassed it wasn't a great feeling to be so out of the loop but he mumbled an apology and gestured strange to continue.

'Well The spell I used was that he was so that he could never find our world but there was a little condition in there, unless someone from our world Makes contact first.'
Peter felt dread overcome his body, he felt like throwing up, he had done it he was the one who had made contact with that tony. He had doomed himself and his world and not just that but also wasted Mr. Stark's sacrifice. As if sensing his discomfort Stephen placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

'Don't feel guilty I suspect it wasn't your fault anyway he had a chip installed in your neck, It had influenced your actions.'

Strange waited for peter to respond this time and peter asked as if to confirm his theory 'The nightmares I was having and those weird dreams?' and strange nodded, 'Yes including taking away your senses that warned you of danger.' 'That explains the migranes.' Strange just hummed.

'so what then? He just took me away?'

'Well I did try to defend you but I was a little too late'

'and now it's been two years? Just like that? What happened in that time? Also are we even in our own universe right now?'

'sadly I am not aware of your time in captivity Peter but we did make contact one year into it and that's when we planned something and Yes you are in your own world right now you were able to come back two days ago.'

'right so what exactly did we plan?'

There was a loud crash outside, Strange turned around and went into a defensive pose, his hands were raised and a yellow orange light was beginning to emit from his hands. He was in mood for battle. It was only now that peter realised he was shaking a little. His hands were not in control and a splash of cold icy fear was overtaking him.

'Dr. Strange what was the plan what am I supposed to do?'

Strange Turned his head just enough to meet his eyes 'I am afraid I don't have enough time to explain that to you parker but I believe in you, and my only advice to you is to only ever believe yourself.'
And with that the gates of the sanctum burst open, Off the hinges and splattered wood on the ground. And as the dust settled in a silver foot stepped inside and strange tightened his stance even more.

'You are not welcome yet you dare step a foot in here' Strange commanded.

A sly familiar yet pure evil voice replied 'Well I will leave once my son is done with his little tantrum' Tony was here, A silver suite fully came into his view, It Held no emotion yet its eyes were enough to warn one of the incoming doom.

'Tony he is not your-'
Stephen never got to finish that sentence as tony shot his repulser at him, Stephen dodged and attacked him right back and while he was holding his own against tony, strange looked Tired and exhausted whereas the suite just stood there looking bored and every once in a while it would look at peter trying to meet his eyes.

When a bad blow landed strange into a bookshelf Peter tried to join in but his body refused to cooperate and would not budge. Another blow landed strange near the staircase that was in the middle of the building, The Red carpet was stained with an even darker red and This time instead of getting up strange just laid there hurt and breathing hard.

Peter gathered his courage and willed himself to move. He picked Up a wooden slab and Threw it at the Shiny suite. As it turned around Peter ducked down and crawled to Stephen. He looked to be in a really bad condition, his eyes were almost shut, he was almost unconscious.

'No, no, no hey Stephen please no, I don't understand anything here please, please sir, I don't Know what is happening.' He shook his body trying to keep him afloat when an almost bored voice interrupted him.

'you done now kid? We have to go' Tony said as he stepped out of the silver suite. Peter ignored him and tried to stop the bleeding from a wound strange had.

This time even more irritated Tony reached out to peter but he swatted his hand away and tried to move away, 'okay kid I am done being patient.' This time Tony grabbed his hand and quite literally dragged him away from strange.

Tony snatched his hair up and made him look in the direction of where the silver suite was standing and was pointing it's hand towards a now fully unconscious strange. Realization struck him like truck kun.

'You see kid this is what happens when you disobey' Peter tried to move away from the man tried to make him let go but his grip on his hair only tightened, finally accepting defeat he faced the scene in front of him again and used one last tactic 'Tony please, leave him be I'm sorry this won't happen again I-'

A loud Blast silenced the room, and then peter was shouting, wailing even, Strange was dead. Just like that. Peter closed his eyes Trying to look away but the scene kept playing in his head.
Two strong arms held him till he could no longer shout and softly whispered in his ear, almost lovingly, 'Look you made me hurt you son, Now let's go back home, It's getting late or do you wonna blast some more people off?'

Peter said nothing just shook his head, even though Peters mind had no recollection of the past it was like his body still remembered, don't fight this man, don't say no to him. Ever. So Peter just got up, stumbling a little and went outside with tony still holding his shoulders in a tight grip.

On the side of the road there was a pile of concrete and under it Peter could see a blue shield with a motionless hand over it. Peter just knew who the shield belonged to, there was no mistaking who this was.

The last of his will had just died, and he couldn't even will himself to cry, he was on some old trained auto pilot that he didn't remember, don't argue just obey, Don't cry it's better that way.........