Darkness

Gunfire

When MJ and Ned arrived at the hospital, they were led to Tony's room. They took one glance at Peter, and could already tell he was a mess. He had tears rolling down his face, and his hair was disheveled. He noticed that they came in, and started talking to them. "This is all my fault. I let myself get close to him, and now he nearly died." Peter started rambling, and got up and paced. MJ quickly made her way over to him, and put her arms on his shoulders to stop his pacing.
"Peter, look at me... Hey, look at me. None of this was your fault. The doctor told us he'll get to go home in 2 days, that he is completely fine. She said it was most likely a side effect of the surgery to have his arc reactor removed from inside his chest... They did test, and he doesn't have any shrapnel in his blood. He will be okay." She said. Then she brung him into a hug. He cried on her shoulder while she ran her hand through his hair.
"Peter." Tony said quietly interrupting the hug. Peter ran to the bedside and took Tony's hand.
"I was so worried." Peter said tearfully.
"It's okay. I ain't going no where. You know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I lived bi-"
"Dad I don't think you should finish that sentence. I don't think Cap would improve." Peter said before Tony could finish the sentence. Tony smiled at the memory it bought back. Then they all laughed.

——————2 days later——————
Peter and Mj were going to a party. Peter really wanted to get out of the Avengers tower. Tony has been kind of moody since his heart attack, and Peter still felt so responsible. The memory of the fear he felt that night haunted him. So the second he heard about this party, he wanted to go to distract himself.
They entered this neighborhood that looked shady. Every other house had boarded up windows. When they finally reached the house with all the cars and people, they went inside. Peter sat at a small table near a window, and MJ sat with him. Peter then got up and got him and Michelle a drink. He got her Fruit Punch, and got himself some beer. He drank it fast and kept getting up to get more. After he drank about 6 cups of beer, his senses sort of went haywire. He was very fidgety. He heard every single kids breath, giggling, talking, and shouting. Most of the kids were drunk. He heard so much kids slurring their words. Then out of the blue, he felt every inch of his body tingle, and then he heard someone cocking back a gun. "Everybody get down!" He yelled. And as soon as he got down and pulled MJ with him. There was gunfire coming from outside. Shooting some people at the party. It was like slow motion watching people one after the other get shot. Peter then snuck out, and tackled the shooter. He tied his hands together with his belt. He ran back inside to check on MJ and everyone else. From what he could tell 8 people were shot. One of them was dead, and the others were barely breathing. He went back outside to the shooter, who was a 15 year old kid. "Why?"
"You're Peter right?"
"Yeah."
"I have a message for you. Mysterio is coming, and he will show you no mercy." The kid said right before he started seizing to the point where he wasn't breathing. The cops then arrived and took everyone's statements. Then the cops got word that no one survived. That made Peter angry and fearful.
When MJ and Peter got back to the tower, Peter just fell down on his knees and started crying. MJ kneeled down in front of him and looked into his eyes. When he saw her tear stained face, he wiped away his tears. "This is all my fault. Death follows me everywhere." He said before choking on a sob.
"This is not your fault." MJ spoke in a hoarse voice.
"It is. Before the shooter died he called me by my name and said he had a message for me. He told me that Mysterio is coming." Peter said before the night caught up to him and he passed out.