[GARBAGE STORY] Spiderman or Peter?

OMG

I awoke in a casket. I had my mask on, with a tux overtop. I heard Tony in the background. He was flipping out.

"I can't do it!" He shouted. "He's lying in that casket DEAD! And now you want to replace him! Who are you even!"

"My names is Miles Morales, and I was bitten by a spider too. I want to avenge him."

I pop up out of the casket. "Avenge who?" I said walking towards them. They both screamed. Miles was wearing a red and black Spiderman costume, it looked really cool. "Tony?" Tony grabbed miles and pulled him out of the room. I looked down and saw how I had my powers back. I jumped ahead of Tony, and Miles. I webbed the exits shut. "What's going on?" I shout. The rest of the avengers ran through the door.

"Well I'll be damned." Hawk eye said crossing his arms.

"You're alive." Pepper said while covering her mouth.

"What about the pulse." Cap said walking closer. I put my hand to my neck. Nothing. I felt cold. I was terrified. I couldn't talk.

"Uh... Ugh... Ahh...'' Is all I could do. I was dead. I no longer required to breathe. I was like a vampire, I hated it. I did shocky fingers to my heart. It was beating again. I fell down, gasping for air. I took my mask off so I could breathe better. My body was starting to warm up. It felt so nice. I coughed up some blood, smiled at Pepper, then collapsed again.

A/N: Sorry for another short chapter, I've been busy.