Darkness

Love

Tony was tied up to a chair in the middle of a dimly lit room. He struggled against the ropes that were around him, trying to get out, but it was no use. They were impossible to get out of. So he resorted to trying something else. "Mysterio! I know you're here somewhere! We need to talk!" He shouted.
"You wanna talk? Okay, let's talk. We can talk about Peter." Mysterio said smiling.
"Leave Peter alone."
"Why? I'm just doing him a favor. Im trying to end his suffering."
"That's not how you end someone's suffering, and you know that."
"Oh but it is. Peter is suffering because of you. You should know by now that he doesn't really love you. He hates you. You're trying to take dear old May Parker's place, and that makes him angry. All that anger he has in him is too much, and it's suffocating him. So me trying to end all that would be such a relief for Peter. Oh is that sadness I sense in you? I guess what's sadder than Peter's suffering is you loving him with every ounce of your being, but him not loving you. Which means your failing as his parent, or adoptive parent I should say."
"It's not my job as his parent, to force him to love me. It's my job to love him with all the love I have to offer."
"How profound." Mysterio mocked.

Back at the Avengers' hotel, everyone was sitting on the couch in silence. They were still in shock from the events that had just occurred in the past 24 hours. They were all saddened by Peter being in a coma. Everyone of them felt like they had to do something to help him, but they didn't know how to help. He was back at the hospital with a tube down his throat that was helping him breathe. The image of him on that hospital bed haunted everyone's minds. They just wanted this whole mess to be gone. "Mr. Bucky, Sir, can we go back to the hospital to visit Peter?" Ned asked. Bucky was about to say no, but he knew these kids needed it.
"Let's go." Bucky said reassuringly.
    When they got to Peter's room in the hospital, everyone circled his bed, and just looked at him. Flash and Betty didn't want it to be crowded so they volunteered to wait outside in the waiting room with Bucky. Ned and MJ both took a hand of the young Avenger and sat down in a chair next to the bed. "Peter come back to us please." MJ begin to cry, and she laid her head on Peter's side.
  Peter was stuck in his memories, some were good and some were bad. Right now he was watching himself the day after his uncle had died. He had went up to May and tried to comfort her, and he couldn't bare lying to her. "May, it's my fault he died."
"It's not your fault Peter."
"Yes it is. I was at the gas station that was robbed by the robber who shot him. I could've stopped him, but I didn't cause I was mad at the cashier, and now he's dead, and it's all my fault." He had started to cry, and May just held onto him. She didn't let go until he had stopped crying, and then she took him out for Thai food. She was there for him when he was supposed to be there for her, and he didn't think he could ever forget that.
After that memory had played, everything went black, and all he heard was murmurs. "Peter come back to us please." It was MJ's voice. He felt her touch, and let his mind follow that touch.
Peter opened his eyes and tried to speak, but couldn't. MJ noticed him waking up, and started hugging him. Then she went to get the doctor. When the doctor came in she explained to Peter that she was gonna take the tube out of his throat, and she needed him to stay still. Once the tube was out Peter tried to talk again, but it had come out as a croak. MJ gave him some water and he drank it. After a few minutes he finally spoke. "Where are we?"
"What's the last thing you remember?" MJ asked.

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