The Choice-Spider-Man homecoming fanfic

Illusions

"Un-uncle Ben? But-but- you died! How are you-" "It's ok Peter. You're very sick, but the doctors can help you. Just trust me." "What? No. This isn't possible. I-I- you died and I couldn't save you," Peter sobbed. "No Peter. That was just a dream. You've been in a coma for the past 9 months and we've all been really worried about you." "We?" Something seemed off and Peter knew it, but he wanted more than anything for this to be real. "Yes. We," he answered. "Your Aunt May is here too." "May? Where are we?" he asked. "Peter. This is home." "This isn't home this room-it's-it's- this is Stark Tower!" he yelled. He climbed out of the bed and ran to the door. "Why is it locked?!" "Peter. Lay back down. You need to rest you're obviously messed up. It's the fever. You need to rest." "No! Let me out get me out of here!" "Peter." "I don't know you! Uncle Ben is dead," Peter sobbed. He pulled and pulled on the doorknob, but nothing. "Why can't I open it?" Peter could lift cars and other giant things. A doorknob should be like pulling a thread apart, but it wouldn't budge. "Why. Can't. I. Open. This!" Uncle Ben sighed and sat down on the side of the bed. "Please. Let me out," he sobbed. "Peter come here." Tears were pouring from his eyes and he couldn't bear to look at his Uncle Ben, knowing that he was dead because he couldn't save him. "Please go away. Stay away from me. I just want this dream to stop." Uncle Ben came over to Peter and kneeled down next to him. He lifted up his chin and looked him in the eyes. "Peter you could've saved me, but you didn't. It's your fault! It's your fault!" Everything became blurry and a bright light flashed in his eyes. "He's not waking up," he heard a voice say.

                  
"Why isn't he waking up?!" Tony yelled. "I don't know," Bruce answered trying to keep his cool. "Is he gonna be alright? You told me the tests were fine and he was alright." "They were! Everything was clear. There wasn't a trace of the poison left in his bloodstream!" "Then what's wrong with him?!" he yelled in frustration. Bruce ignored him and continued running tests and anything that would help. Minutes quickly turned to hours and soon the sky turned dark and panic spread throughout the whole building. "If we don't bring him back," one of the doctors whispered to Bruce, "He'll probably kill us." "Oh I know he will," Bruce replied.
Tony frantically paced up and down the halls thinking to himself. A doctor cautiously approached him and handed him a small vial. "What's this?" A strange woman handed it to me and told me it was a cure," the doctor replied. "What?! Where?" "A few halls back," the doctor said nervously. Tony ran just in time to catch her. The window was shattered and Tony's guard laid unconscious on the cold ground and Natasha stood over him with her baton in hand. "How'd you get in here?" he asked. "You know very well I can get in any place I want." Tony scoffed. "Right," he said sarcastically. "Why'd you come back?" "I heard about your Spidey-boy," she answered. "Spider-Man," he corrected her. "Don't you ever watch the news?" She looked away from him in annoyance. "That doesn't matter. But that," she said pointing to the vial he held. "That matters." "Oh. And let me guess. This is some kind of magic cure that S.H.I.E.L.D just happened to have sitting in there cupboard?" "It's a cure," she stated in annoyance. "Look you can take it or leave, but that's the only thing that can save Peter's life, so choose." "What's the price?" Tony asked. "No price. We're still on the same side. He's a child." "We were never on the same side," Tony said breaking the gaze. "How do you know this will work?" "S.H.I.E.L.D has been tracking the same guy that was here last night and they've concocted a cure for the poison he injects people with." "Well, you seem to know a lot about this guy," Tony said. "Answer a question for me. How come we were able to stabilize the girl, but not Peter?" "The poison he was injected with is very rare and the poison must have collided with his radioactive blood causing a disruption." Tony took a minute to soak it all in till Natasha headed away. "I have to leave now," she said. "She turned around and started to head out the shattered window she came in from. "Hey," Tony yelled before she left. Natasha turned around and looked at him. "Thanks," he said to her. She nodded in acknowledgment and left, leaving Tony with the cure. He walked or power-walked towards the labs when Pepper appeared down the hall.
"Tony-he stopped breathing." She told him, fear all over her face.
He stopped walking, his eyes widening. "Is he-is the...", he couldn't even say it. He's alive. They said-" "I don't need to hear what they said." Tony replied at the risk of sounding uncaring. He left Pepper standing and turned to the left towards the labs. He entered, the scientists were still discussing and arguing. "I've got what you need." He stated, and they looked up collectively.
"Got what we need? What is that?" Jacobs asked when Tony lifted up the tiny tube. "Someone dropped it off. Test it." He said, carefully handing it to him. Jacobs nodded and got to work.
An hour later he was about to head back to the lab when he heard cheers coming from the opposite side of the room. "We got what you need Stark," one of the scientists said.

The vision blurred away and another one began. Ned, Mj, Aunt May, Uncle Ben, his parents, everyone who he had ever loved all standing around him, yelling at him, and blaming him for every wrong thing he had done or what had happened. Peter sobbed and curled into a ball, wishing it all away, and wishing for someone to love him and give him a hug.

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