The Life of Peter Parker

The one with the Clone

STUDENTS PLEASE GATHER IN THE STUDENT LOUNGE, I REPEAT, STUDENTS PLEASE GATHER IN THE STUDENT LOUNGE

Peter felt it tingle when these words were said through the speaker. He knew there was something wrong by the way his hair stood up and his head ached a bit. He and the rest of his class got up and headed to the student lounge.

When Peter saw what had happened he was a bit confused at first. Because there were the Avengers, but like, doubled? Ok Peter was really confused but he soon understood that this wasn't a prank of some sorts because a guy stepped to the front and said these words:

"Kids, beware. Today will be the day where one of you will have to decide of the Avenger's fate. We're gonna give one of you a gun with 8 bullets. 1 for Iron Man, 1 for Captain America, 1 for Hawkeye, 1 for Black Widow, 1 for the Falcon, 1 for Ant-Man, 1 for Scarlet Witch and the last 1 for Thor. You have to shoot one of them, so you will be deciding who lives and who dies. You're responsible for who dies. And they look exactly the same so don't try and find some differences. Alright, so any volunteers? Don't be shy!"

Quiet. It was too quiet for once for Peter. He didn't know what to do. Should he volunteer and maybe accidently kill someone from his team, his family? Or should he let someone handle the guilt of killing a hero, or worse, heroes?

"Oh come on guys, this isn't fun. Come on, don't be shy. It's just some useless people", The guy said again. Quiet. Again. Nobody dared to say anything. Peter knew he had to do something. Anything. But he just didn't know what...

"Well, Okay, I have another bullet. If you get to shoot all of the clones, you get to shoot me too. Oh, haha, who am I kidding. You're never going to manage that", Guy laughed maniacally. "Sweethart, yeah you, in the front with the blonde ponytail. Come up here". Betty. He meant Betty. God not Betty, she was the sweetest out of all of them.

Betty was shaking as she went to the front. "Did you ever shoot a gun, darling?" "No, u-uhm s-sir" "Well I'm gonna show you. So at first you have to...". Peter droned the guy out, he didn't want to hear any of it. He knew that he couldn't do it. He would kill someone. Or would he?

"WAIT, I-I volunteer", Peter screamed. "Ooooh, Ladies and Gentlemen we have a volunteer. What a nice surprise. Come to the front please", The man said with a surprised look on his face. "Lady, go back to your spot". As the man said those words she let out a breath. She mouthed a 'Thank You' to Peter with a sincere look on her face.

Peter stepped to the front. He already regretted doing this. He had a plan and he just hoped that it worked. If not, well, Shit.

"Is it loaded. All 9 of them? I want the guarantee that if I manage to do it then I get to shoot you, too", Peter said with a newfound confidence. "Oooh we found a cocky one. What makes you so sure to know them?" "I'm betting on my lucky guess" "Ok so to use the gun you have to - " " I know how to use a gun". The class gasped because, WHAT THE FUCK? "O-okay", now the guy stuttered. That, he didn't expect. How was some scrawny nerd able to shoot a gun?

Peter looked at the gun. He counted the bullets and indeed, there were 9. God he just hoped his plan worked. Peter checked the gun again, then he closed his eyes and concentrated. The 8 people, his heroes, his family, were standing in a row and breathing slowly. They weren't allowed to say anything. They weren't even allowed to make facial expressions. They just stood there and waited for their life to end. The Avengers were pretty surprised when Peter stepped to the front. They just hoped he did the right thing.

Peter closed his eyes and concentrated so bad, his head might as well have been steaming. Then he looked up and without hesitating he shot the 8 bullets straight one after another out. And... he did it. The robots were transforming back into itself and Peter breathed out. Then, when his Spidey-sense notified him of danger, he just cocked the gun again, put his arm behind him and shot the strange man straight into the forehead.

Everyone in the room gasped. Peter dropped the gun and went to hug his family. He was so happy to have them, and even more happy he didn't screw this up.

"How the hell did you do that?", someone yelled in the back. "Guess I am lucky afterall", Peter said. Tony gave him a look that said 'We're gonna talk about this later'.

Obviously school was dismissed and Peter went home with the Avengers.

"Kid, how?", Tony asked as soon as the door closed. "Son, I am so proud of you. You saved us and that girl that probably would have died of a heart attack. But yeah, how the fudge?", Steve added. "Did you just say fudge?", Peter grimaced. "Not the point sweetie", Natasha said "So, how did you?"

And for a moment Peter hesitated if he should even tell them. It was, afterall, really strange but he figured he eventually had to tell them. "Well, you know how I have super hearing and all?" Everyone nodded "Well, I mean I really had to concentrate but I know your guy's heart beat. I knew how for example Tony's beats really steady with a slight acceleration because of his Arc-reactor thingy, or how Steve's sometimes stops for a short time and then it starts again or Natasha's is steadily strange like, dum, dum-dum, du-dum-du, so yeah. I recognised it. And the robots had like a metronom sort of whirring if you know what I'm saying. Please don't think I'm weird I just-", Peter rambled on.

For a while nobody said anything. Peter thought he might shoot himself until all of them came up to him and hugged him. They were really surprised but mostly they were touched because they didn't know anyone paid so much attention to them.

From then on this day was unofficially called 'Peter is the lord and saviour because he's weird but also loves us' Day. Peter might have said the first thing, the others probably the second. But hey, nobody knew for sure... :)

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