Pieces of a Puzzle

Prolouge

AN: Okay, this is very important. None of this belongs to me. I honestly don't know if I'm even allowed to essentially copy movie dialogue but I hope so because I need to started with a lot of emotion. This is most likely not going to be very long, but other chapters will be longer. I just need to set up the story. Happy Reading!

Peter PoV

He felt it approach. The beginning of the end. He had watched as Mr. Lord, Mr. Drax, Ms Mantis and Mr Strange dissolve into nothingness, each death hitting him like blows to the chest. Peter turned to Mr. Stark, who was watching him, fear clouding his eyes.

"I don't feel so good Mr. Stark." Peter said, his voice cracking and wavering. He felt something deeply wrong, and he knew. He was dying. He felt nausea and chills, and a deep aching pain as whatever killed the rest of his companions, his friends, surged through him. Fear flooded through him at the realization as he collapsed into Mr. Starks chest, the only conforting thing around in this barren alien planet.

"Please, please, I don't wanna go. Please Mr. Stark." he begged, tears choking him he sobbed onto Mr. Starks suit. Fear consumed him, but a small part of his brain didn't want Mr. Stark to see him like this. The sobbing gave way to fear and shock as Mr. Stark lowered him onto the ground, murmuring words of comfort. He felt the pain approach and he looked at Mr. Stark, who was like a father to him, his idol, mentor, and everything he wanted to be.

"I'm sorry." he whispered, the words still on his lips as everything went dark, his last memory Mr. Starks devastated face, tears openly running down his face, knowing there was nothing that could be done.

AN: Well there ya go! I've been really into the soft Iron Man/ Peter Parker and Iron Man father son thing so i decided to write one myself. Be warned! There will be angst, but mostly good angst - i think. Hope you enjoyed!