Peter Parker One-shots

Neverland (Completed)

Inspired by BlueWithASwirl

I'm tired. So so tired. The puncture wound in my side isn't helping matters. The broken ribs don't help as well. I wanted to sleep but now was not the time. I had a job to do and nothing was going to stop me. I stagger forward and launch myself into the air and tackle the Vulture just as his suit explodes sending us flying in the air.

I land on the ground with a sickening crake and feel at least two more bones break. I haul myself up despite the pain and start gathering everything starting with vulture and webbing it nice and tight.

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I write on a small piece of paper that I grab and walk (more like limp) away and climb onto a rollercoaster just off the beach. I lean back and take a deep breath trying to fight the pain.

"Hi, there!" A male voice says and I turn to my side to see a boy around twelve with sandy brown hair and a grin plastered onto a freckled face floating in the air beside me.

"Uh, hi?" I question.

"Come with me," The boy says holding out his hand.

"Why?" I question.

"You want to feel better, don't you? I can help you!" The boy says and I raise my eyebrows.

"Really?" I question uncertain.

Maybe it was the pain or head injury but I really wanted to go with this boy.

"Really," The boy says and I take his hand.

Once I do I feel a wave of peace wash over me with a wave of painlessness. I look down and see that I am floating along with the boy and I grin to myself, I always wanted to fly.

"Come with me," The boy says and a white circle appears in front of us.

We float into it and everything turns white.

3rd person

"Peter Parker or better known as Spiderman has been in a coma for three months now. He was injured in a fight with the villain named Vulture. He saved Tony Starks plane from being stolen along with all of the priceless technology along with it and in the prosses also saved Vulture from his own suit that malfunctioned and would have killed him," The reporter says from the TV over the beeping.

"Do you hear that bud? You saved the day. You need to wake up so you can see it for yourself," Tony Stark says from the bedside of a young boy who looks to be five, not seventeen and a hero.

"God, please wake up. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Tony says before breaking down crying.

"May needs you ok? She's falling apart without you," Tony says taking the boys hand.

"Please wake up Peter," Tony begs.

Peter's pov

I smile as I look around the woods with the other lost boys behind me.

"Do you like it?" Pan questions and I nod.

"It's amazing. I never thought I would get to be in a forest with so much green in it in my life," I say looking around in awe.

"Good, I think you will really enjoy your life here," Pan says and I turn to look at him.

"What are you talking about?" I question thinking that I will be leaving here soon.

"Nothing. Let's play hide and seek!" Pan says and I shrug.

Whatever it is it can wait, we have a game of hide and seek to play. I shoot off into the woods grinning as I hide, ready for my family to try and find me.

3rd person pov

"It's been a year since spiderman or peter parker has slipped into his coma. Crime rates are rising faster and faster. What will this city become without our hero?"

"Please wake up kid, we need you out here and everything is going to shit," Tony says while sitting next to the bed.

Peter's pov

"I got you!" Pan yells catching me after a wild game or tag.

"No fair! You can fly!" I yell joking and he just laughs.

"Yeah but you can do pretty much everything a spider can," Pan says and I frown.

"When can I go home?" I question and all the boys turn to look at me.

"You can't. Your dead Peter, I thought you knew," Pan says laughing.

"Stop joking, I want to go home," I say and for the first time realize how he avoided this subject every time I mentioned it.

"I'm not joking. When I came to you, you were dying," Pan says and I feel everything grinds to a holt.

"I-I can't be dead. Aunt May, Dad," I say and start pulling my hair.

"Peter, please calm down. I'm sorry but it's too late, you left," Pan says and I feel as if fire fills my eyes.

"I didn't leave! You took me! Told me that you would help me and now I'm dead!" I yell as loud as my voice will go.

"It was the only way you would have come! Now we can play forever!" Pan says excitedly.

"I don't want to play forever. I want to help people and get and job and and.............." I trail off thinking of all the things I still wanted to do.

"You don't need to think anymore. Just come and play with us, we are your family now," Pan says and the boys nod.

"You are not my family, you tricked me," I spit out.

"I didn't want to have to force you to stay but I guess I must," Pan says before his body starts morphing into a monster.

He was hairless and skinny. His arms and legs were longer then they should be and he had giant fangs sticking out of his mouth instead of teeth.

"P-Pan," I stutter stumbling back.

"Run kid!" A very familiar voice yells and I turn to see Hook along with his crew.

"To the center of the island! There's another portal there that should get you home!" Hook yells before charging at Pan and the lost boys who turn into smaller versions of Pan.

I am torn between helping Hook and his crew once the boys attack and getting home. I catch a smile on Hook's face and know they are going to be ok. I turn and take off into the woods towards thdirectionon I had never been in before.

I run and run with the branches slapping me as I run. I run until I see a bright light ahead of me and I grin when I see it is like the portal from before. I don't even think as I jump through the portal.

I feel myself bolt right up and blink. I was in my room. In the tower. Hooked up to about a thousand machines. I look around and see Dad sitting next to the bed asleep.

"Dad?" I question and he wakes up with a jolt.

"Peter? Please tell me you really are awake," Dad says and I smile.

"I'm awake Dad, I'm really awake," I say.

Dad just stares at me and I think I see tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Thank god," Dad says and hugs me and I feel his shoulders shaking.

"I'm back Dad, I'm back," I say crying myself.

I was back home where I should be and nothing was going to take me away again, not without a fight.