Some would call Peter Parker a genius, the whole universe surely did but for the dead man walking, that wasn't exactly what he'd describe himself as.
He was smart, sure so were a lot of people in the world and yeah, he was strong and could lift a bus with his bare hands but so could the Hulk.
He was many things, but so were a whole bunch of other people in the world.
There was nothing special about Peter Parker.
Nothing at all.
At least, that's what he'd say...
If you asked anyone else in the world, they'd say that Peter Parker, AKA Spider-Man was a hero that saved the universe, who gave his life to reverse what Thanos did.
If you asked anyone in all of New York, they'd say he was their hero long before he was the universes. He'd been their hero for years before the snap, but no one had given him the recognition he deserved.
In the eyes of the City, he had always been a hero...
Well, Peter didn't feel like a hero, especially not now when he was half dead on his feat.
It had taken him almost the full two years he was given to try and reverse engineer a vaccine from his blood cells, and most of that time was spent trying to figure out a way to replicate it in mass quantities so the whole world could use it.
The only catch, the vaccine, was totally ineffective for him.
He deduced it had something to do with how the vaccine was made, how it was fabricated from his actual DNA and essentially copied the exact amount of radiation in his cells so once the shot was given and the antibodies were in his system, his white blood cells recognized the radiation as a part of him and didn't think it was harmful to his body since it had already been there for years and the blood cells never tried to fight the antibodies which in turn, didn't allow his body to naturally produce an immunity.
His body didn't recognize the cure at all since it had originated from him, meaning that the cancer that was slowly killing him day by day, couldn't be cured.
Meaning he would die at the end of his two years.
You know for a second, just for a split second he thought he could cheat the system, cheat death one more time like he had done so many other times but in the end, you couldn't win them all.
The stone, Soul had made a deal with Peter and Peter had agreed to it's, her? Terms. He knew it was too much to hope that he could cure himself, but it didn't stop him from feeling just a little bit saddened at the fact he'd die.
And never get to see Yelena again.
That, hurt the most...
Because two years without his very best friend in The world was almost worst then the cancer itself witch was killing him.
Two years without that steady presence that he had been so used to for half a decade of his life...
Gone...
She'd never remember him...
Or, she would but it would already be too late for him...
But he tended to not think about that too much.
With only time to waste, he spent an ungodly amount of time in the lab and studying his blood cells further made him realize that something else was also going on in his body.
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A Hero's Last Stand...
Fanfiction[BOOK #2 IN RONIN PETER SERIES] There were many ways that Peter thought he'd die since he first put on that mask, all those years ago. From his very first hoodie and goggles he had hand made for Spider-Man, to the one Tony had made for him. He alway...
