Chapter 27

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Tony walked in, carrying yet another glass of water. "Alright, look while I was grabbing this water I was really thinking about what you said, kid. And I agree, if Percy's cool with it he would be a great addition to the Avengers-"

The glass dropped to the ground, water pooling  around Tony's feet. No, no this can't be. He ran up to the bed, which now drenched in the blood of Percy and Peter, a knife stuck in each of their chests. Percy's was straight through the heart, and his lifeless eyes were plastered open in shock along his pale skin. 

Peter's wound was more towards the stomach, and his heart monitor was still beating. 

Beep, beep, beep...

It continued, wavering from steady to slow. Going slower, and slower. 

"Peter, Pete talk to me! Can you hear me? Are you okay?" Tony pleaded, grabbing Peter's hand in both of his, pressing it to his forehead while tears streaming down his face. Then he realized he was being selfish, and instead pressed down on the wound while he called helplessly. "BRUCE, NAT, SOMEONE ANYONE GET IN HERE NOW, PLEASE." He was choking on his own sobs, but quickly silences himself to listen closely to Peter's whispers.

"Mr. Stark... it's okay. I'm okay. I- I'm kinda glad I don't have to go to that trail, honestly." He tried for a laugh as Peter's own tears feel onto his cheeks, along with the blood dribbling from his mouth. Internal bleeding, he thought, note that to tell Bruce later. 

"Kid, we could've skipped the trial. We will skip the trial, you're going to get through this." Tony tried to steady his breath in an attempt to be strong, appear stronger for Peter.  "Save your strength, someone's gotta be on their way by now."

Beeep, beeep, beeep...

"It's okay. Don't fool yourself, Mr. Stark. I'm stabbed. I-" Peter leaned over a bit to cough, blood dripping further down his lips. "I'm glad I got to talk to Perce again, thank you. Thank you, Mr. Stark, for everything you've done. You helped me get away from May and- and I can't ever say thank you enough times. Thank you for being the best thing to ever happen to me."

Beeeep, beeeep, beeep...

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Pete. Which is why you can't leave me now, if I'm gonna loose Perce I can't loose you too, please. I- I've been stabbed before, by Thanks himself, and I made it through, and Pete you're stronger than me and have been through so much more, which is why you have to make it through this. I'm nothing without you, and even if that means I shouldn't have you I don't care. Don't go, not yet. not before me. I can't live without you, you're a son to me, Peter" Tony heard rustling coming from the glass behind him. Finally, Bruce is hear. 

A small smile plastered itself across Peter's face, but then his eyebrows furrowed, "Tony-" Peter choked out, as a weak finger lifted to point behind Tony.

Tony turned around, only for a dark figure to stab him with a bit of glass from the floor, dug deep into Tony's stomach. "Don't worry," the voice whispered, "you won't have to know a life without him," and threw Tony to the floor. 

"TONY- MR. STARK!" Peter yelled.

Tony's world went dark quickly as a sharp pain was felt near his reactor.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...


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