Spider-Son One-Shots

Illusions

I promise I'm going to make more happy ones but here's some more angst for now. Enjoy! There may be triggers in here but I'm too lazy to check it again so.... Read at your own risk.
Peter sprinted as he could towards the door. He was almost there! He took another step and then... fell. He screamed and grabbed at anything he could find, there was nothing. It was like he was falling into a black hole. He saw a light at the bottom and reached for it. He landed in the middle of a graveyard with a thud.

           He looked around, there was black all around. He was so lost, he just wanted to go home. This vacation was supposed to be fun, then he got roped into a battle, learned that his friend was evil, and  fell here. Was this all just another illusion? He thought. I hope not, I'm done with these.

           He saw a gravestone in front of him with a familiar name on it. "Tony Stark" it read, "A father, mentor, friend, and above all a hero." Peter knelt down and brushed the dust off. Why am I here? He's been dead for 8 months. Suddenly, a earthquake like rumbling started. He crawled back as fast as he could to see a arm burst through the dirt in front of him. A very familiar arm. Iron Man flew up and burst out of the dirt, he was broken and dirty. His mask was cracked a lot, but not enough to see his face.

          "Your really coming back here after what you did? You let me die!" Tony Stark's voice screamed from the inside of helmet.

        Peter ran, he needed to get out of there. It's not my fault, it's not my fault, ITS NOT MY FAULT! He started to sob. God I'm such a baby. He ran until he couldn't hear the creaking of the suits footsteps behind him.

        Then he remembered, Tony Stark's body was never found! That suit wasn't real, he was in a illusion.

           "Mysterio! I'm done with your illusions, show yourself!" Peter yelled.

           He was so so tired. He fell on his knees and screamed. What did he do to deserve this?

          "Aw, Peter Parkers crying. Is it because he killed his mentor?" Mysterio's mocking voice sounded from all around.

        "Mysterio show yourself!" Peter tried to sound brave but he was broken, so broken.

        Mysterio landed in front of him with a thud and pulled him up so they were face to face. He yanked his mask off to show... Tony Stark's beaten face.

         "You killed me." He said, this time with Tony's voice. His voice echoing all around.

         Once again, Peter fell. Peter sat up in bed, panting, tears streaming down his face. It's not real, it's NOT real! But it was. It was. He remembered Tony's broken face with colorful lines tracing up. He remembered Peppers voice, "You can rest now." He remembered when his reactor's light turned off. He remembered the pain. Not from the battle, although that was painful enough, the pain form losing his last father figure. He remembered when the arc reactor flickered back on, and remembered when his heart leapt, it was going to be okay! He remembered the ship, landing with a thud, shaking the ground around it. He remembered Fury's concerned face, the only time he ever saw that much emotion. He remembered the hospital, too clean to hold this much pain. He remembered the crowd of people standing in front of the building. The kids screaming to see Iron Man. The adults asking if he would live. The police locking the doors for safety. Safety. As if anyone would be safe after Iron Man died. He remembered finally, after hours of worrying, Pepper walking in. She sat next to him and put her hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

          "I'm sorry Peter, he's gone."

             He remembered the screams, and then after that it was just blinding pain. Nothing mattered, Tony Stark was dead. It hurt like nothing had ever hurt before. He knew it was his fault. Somehow he should have saved him. He should have sacrificed himself. People would live without Peter Parker, Sure some people might be sad but, they would move on. Spider-Man would be replaced. Flash would take his spot on the decathlon team. Ned would find a new best friend. Everyone would be happy. Tony Stark would be alive. It should have been him.