Marvel One Shorts(Iron Dad)

No more Avengers

A huge wave of red hits Peter sending him flying backwards. The world spins and spins. Once it stops spinning Peter can't seem to see clearly as he slowly attempts to get up feeling weaker then usual. As he stands a large fist hits him in the back of the head sending him flying forward. He hits the concrete in a very un movie like way knocking him out. Peter comes to in the quinjet not able to sit up. He begins to panic before hearing a quiet voice "Hey Kid it's ok your ok you have a concussion you got hit pretty hard." It was Mr Stark sitting at his side visibly worried.

"Mr Stark?" "How long was I out?"
"About 12 hours you had me pretty worried I already called May and said you were gonna stay at the tower for a while." Peter all of a sudden becomes aware of his soundings. In his other ear a radio broadcast floods what's left of Peters senses.
"The Avengers took a pretty hard hit today from the mad titan. New Yorkers are left shaken and worried there is no one left to defend them after what appears to be the Avengers losing their powers."
With this Peter shot up "What?!?" Peter took a look around the quinjet for the first time since he woke up.

Everyone was a mess Natasha and Clint we piloting the jet. Near them was Bruce covered in sweat with multiple IVs and having blood drawn by Strange who's hands were noticeably shaking. Wanda was in the corner pulling her hand in and out attempting to pull the blocks in front of her to her chest. T'Challa had his helmet in his hands and was on a call with people back in Wakanda about the situation. Scott and Hope were sitting in the corner with their suits making sure they still worked(which they did due to there reliance on tech). Thor seemed pretty chill considering everything but Peter remembered he had already been through this before so it makes sense he wasn't in as much of a state of panic as the others. Carol laid on a bed noticeably unwell looking close to death Fury and multiple shield agents and doctors at her side. Lastly hiding in the corner was Bucky, Sam and what appeared to be Steve. Sam seemed unaffected well Bucky looked tired and had lost a bit of mussel mass. Steve on the other hand was back to his pre serum self and foot and a half shorter struggling for breath. He was the dead give away to the situation to the civilians that witnessed the battle.

Bucky was barley letting anyone come within 10 feet of Steve being extremely protective knowing how embracing this must be to the hero. Bucky secretly possessed a small amount of joy at the familiar felling of protecting Steve. A Steve that needed his protection a Steve that needed him. It was a return to a sense of normalcy for the ex assassin.

After a few moments Peter reached his hands up to his face feeling a pair of square thick glasses. He ripped them off being greeted by a sea of blurry visions. He abruptly put the glasses back on coming to a realization. A single tear rolled down his face as he looked at his mentor embracing him in a hug. His powers were gone.

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