Irondad Oneshots

Broken

Peter is Tony's adopted son, still spiderman, and is sixteen. May and Ben are both dead.

Peter swung himself over the roof, surveying the catastrophic fire engulfing the office building. Ironman arrived on the scene minutes later, the rest of the team close behind. "Start evacuating the building!" He yelled. Peter saluted before webbing the buildings on either side, and swinging through the window.

He worked quickly, clearing the building. He dropped to the ground with another two women, and turned to Tony. "I think that's everyone!"

Right as he said the words, a scream rang out from the building.

Peter raced forward, dodging falling debris and flames. He searched every room, and found the girl in one of the offices, cradling a little boy.

Peter realized with a shock that the girl was his friend. "MJ?" He gasped.

Her head shot up. "Peter! He isn't breathing!"

Peter crouched, feeling his pulse. "He'll be okay, we just have to get out fast."

He picked them up, and turned to the window, only to be thrown back as a giant slab fell, along with clouds of debris, blocking their escape.

MJ and the boy landed on top of him, and he quickly rolled over, shielding them from the worst of the heat.

"You need to get out of the building now. The structure is compromised, and will come down any minute." Karen informed him.

Peter covered his mouth, desperately trying not to cough. "I know. Find the closest point of exit."

Karen was silent for a second, then... "I am sorry. There us no way out."

"What if I lifted that slab?"

She answered almost immediately. "You wouldn't be able to get out fast enough. The girl and boy would survive, but you would not."

Peter pulled his mask back over his head. "Dad?" He didn't wait for an answer. "I've got two people in here, there's a lot of stuff blocking our only escape route, I can lift it to get them out, but someone has to get them away from here! Hurry!"

"Peter the building is going down! Get out of there!"

"I have to get them out, okay? Get someone out there to help them!"

The exchange lasted seconds, and then Peter crouched beside MJ.

"I'm going to make a hole, okay?" He had to talk loudly to be heard. "Then you take the kid and run! I can't hold it for long, just long enough for you two to escape."

She shook her head, worry filling her eyes. "What about you?"

Peter squeezed her shoulder. "Don't worry about me. I'll be okay."

Tony's voice came through the speaker as Peter positioned himself to lift it. "Peter, please, get out of there. Don't play the hero, okay? I'm coming."

Peter gripped the beam. "I have to get them out, dad!"

Tony's voice became frantic. "Peter, you can't do this! You'll die!"

Peter nodded to MJ, and started lifting. "I'll find a way." The second the slab was high enough, MJ darted under it, disappearing from view.

Peter glanced around for something to prop it open, but failed.

"Peter, please. I can't lose you. Please."

Peter's arms trembled under the weight of the slab, and be barely got out of the way as it fell, causing the entire structure to vibrate.