Biological

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Peter was sitting in the bed of his apartment with May, waiting for her to get home from picking up their Chinese food so they could start the movie. Spies in Disguise. Peter was in a fierce text debate with Shuri over the plural of yeet (He thought it was Yeeted and she thought it was Yote) when he got the call. Peter's face lit up. "Hey Mr. Stark!" He said excitedly. "I've been meaning to call you about my suit. I'm just waiting for Aunt May to come home now, so I've got time but I'm gonna go when she gets here so we can start the movie. Sorry, you called me and I'm rambling. What's up?" "You didn't..." Tony took a shaky deep breath. "The first person they should've called is you. This shouldn't be my job. Jesus uh, kid.." "Mr. Stark what's going on?" "May was outside the Chinese place when a man came up to her. A drunk with a knife, told her to give her the purse. She did so calmly, and told him her wallet was in her pocket and knew that was what he wanted. She, uh, she went to get it and he stabbed her in the stomach." Tony's voice cracked and Peter's breath hitched. "By the time the paramedics got there... she was already gone. Peter, I'm so sorry but she's gone." Peter's vision went red at the sides. He's a minor. He's a minor and she was his last living relative. His last living relative just died. No, his last living relative was murdered, bled out on an alley floor, just like Ben did. Peter starts to breath heavily. He hears Tony on his phone but he can't respond. his heart rate goes up. He's only slightly aware of Karen on his watch. "Heart rate increase. Shall I alert Mr. Stark or is this a minor inconvenience?" Tony was still on the phone and heard Karen. "Karen, this is Tony. I want you to notify Steve for  me that I'll be back at a later time, but make sure the message is from Tony, not Peter." "Yes Mr. Stark."  He tries to breathe evenly like Ned tells him too when he has a panic attack. He off-handley thinks he might be having one now. He fells someone shaking his arm. Mr. Stark comes into view.  "Hey Pete, you've lost some blood okay, i'm gonna take you to the medical room." Peter nods. he didn't know when he started to bleed. he's numbly aware of a small ache in his head. He realizes he fell of the couch, and the small red stain on the corner of their coffee table explains the blood. Peter feels the black creep up the sides of his already blurred vision. He blacks out.


"Woah, you guys don't look happy." He croaked out, his voice hoarse. He was in a hospital bed with all the six avengers, Wanda, Bucky, Ned, MJ, Shuri, and Harley all around him minus Thor, Tony, and Bruce. Everyone's heads were bowed when his eyes opened but they all immediately snapped up when they heard his voice. They swarm him with condolences but he swallows down his tears and is reassured by the sound of all their heartbeats. Alive and well. Alive and well. Alive and well.  He continued his argument with Shuri, now including Ned and his "Yeeteth" they all talked for a little while. then he remembered that the Avengers knew him as two seperate people, Spidey and Peter. "Oh my God, Shuri, Ned, MJ, Harley. Guys did Tony tell them about the thing." he asked them, giving them a look that shows them what he was talking about. "Just Bruce because he's your doctor." He let out a breath. They continued talking when Bruce and Tony were yelling. "Tell me it's a joke! Tell me you set this up as a prank! This isn't happening! No! No! No!" The door opened with Tony plugging his ears and Bruce putting a tablet in his face. "Tony this is his cells." He swiped. "This is yours. Other than the obvious, this is real! Tony this is happening." Tony collapsed into a chair and then noticed Peter, and everyone else staring at him. "Show him." Tony mumbled, pointing to Peter. Bruce came over and handed Peter the tablet. After looking at it for a few minutes of looking it at it, he looked over at tony, who had his head in his hands. "Mr. Stark?" his head lifted up and Peter could see the redness in his eyes. His voice lowered to a whisper. "You're my father?"

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