Peters POV
My whole body felt like it was being pricked by a thousand needles... My Spidey Sense has never been this strong. Something is definitely wrong...
The pricks are slowly turning into a light burn..and then it hits me..
Oh no...please don't tell me this is what I think it is...
I stumble towards Mr.Stark while my Spidey Sense goes haywire making my skin feel like it's burning..
"Mr. Stark... I don't feel so good" I gasp as the pain and fear takes over
My insides feel as if they are being eaten Alive and I fall onto Mr.Stark
I know what this feeling means.. I-I can't leave...I don't want to leave
"...I-I don't want to go.."
I feel my eyes watering but forcing myself to stay strong... I have faith that someone will save me..right??
I have so much to live for ...so many memories ... so many people..what about Ned.. and ..
Oh GOD....
Aunt May...
My brain starts to feel dizzy and my vision starts to blur but I need to say a something...anything..
YOU ARE READING
Down Came The Rain
Fanfiction*Infinity War Spoilers* ▽▽▽▽▽▽▽▽▽▽▽▽ "Down came the rain... And washed the spider out" What if Peter and the Avengers were like family? And never had a civil war? When Peter dies he has flashbacks To he and Tony's time together with the Avengers ...
