Beginning of The End

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"Wait so where are we going Mr. Stark?" Peter asked, twisting his hands together as he eyed the rest of the Avengers.

"We're taking down a Hydra base, it should be fairly simple, and since I promised a lab day today I figured I'd bring you along,"

"But you only want me hanging in the background right? Picking up the stragglers."

"Correctamundo Underoos," Tony sent Peter his signature smirk, ignoring the rest of the team as they looked in confusion between the two.

When the jet landed a little over an hour after they got on Peter bounced off right behind Tony.

"Underoos you're gonna stay outside the building and web up anyone who gets past us alright? I don't want you getting involved in the fight too much even if it is a small base. Aunt Hottie would kill me if you got hurt." Tony said as his suit formed around his body.

"Will do Mr. Stark! Thanks for bringing me along, I won't let you down!" Peter's whole body was buzzing with excitement, and he really wanted to impress Tony. 

Peter decided to perch himself in a tree nearby the base, as the rest of the team stormed it.

"Ok everybody get ready, we're going in," Cap said over the comms, seconds later Tony blasted through the door.

Peter was doing what Tony asked, staying in the background, being the support. But then his Spidey sense was screaming at him, and he knew that if he didn't help someone was going to get hurt. So he swung in, trying to find where the danger was coming from. He continued down until he found Tony and the rest of the team.

"What are you doing kid! I told you to stay outside, you need to go, you could get hurt. We're almost done in here anyways," Tony said angrily, opening his face plate to fix Peter with a glare.

"Mr. Stark something's wrong, I don't what it is but there's somethin- Mr. Stark watch out!" Everyone spun around as a gun went off. Aimed at a spot Tony's armour had been damaged, leaving him vulnerable to the shot.

Peter flung himself at Tony as hard as he could, ignoring the pain that suddenly exploded in his side, and hearing as another shot was fired. This one hitting his back as he tried to twist out of it's track.

"Are you ok Mr. Stark?" Peter asked as he tried to stand.

"Yeah I'm ok kid." Tony stood, looking over just as Peter stumbles forwards. "Pete!"

Tony reached out and caught Peter in his arms before he could hit the ground. Softly lowering him so he was laying down with Tony on his knees beside him. 

Peter weakly tried to pull his mask off, hands fumbling until Tony reached up and pulled it off for him.

"It hurts Mr. Stark," Peter said quietly. His body was simultaneously on fire and freezing cold at the same time. And his fingers and toes were starting to go numb.

"Shit kid, you're gonna be ok, it's gonna be ok," Tony could feel the tears beginning to pool in his eyes.

"I don't wanna die Mr. Stark, please, I don't wanna go," Peter's eyelids were getting heavier, harder to keep open.

"Tony we gotta get him to the jet," Steve said, looking worriedly at the blood that was continuing to pool around the kid.

"Yeah, yeah ok. Kid I'm gonna pick you up ok?" Tony put his arms under Peter's limp body, picking him up bridal style.

The tears in Tony's eyes finally spilled over at the horrible whine Peter let out when Tony picked him up.

"I'm sorry Pete, I'm so sorry. Come on it's gonna be okay, you just gotta keep your eyes open."

"You're my hero Mr. Stark, I'm sorry I let you down," Peter's voice was barely above a whisper, he didn't have the energy to talk any louder.

"You didn't let me down kid, you could never let me down. You just gotta make it through this ok?" Tony was almost to the jet now, and even with his vision blurred by tears he could see how pale his kid was.

Peter's whole body felt as though it was in cement. Like it was being dragged down, everything coming in and out of focus.

"Can you tell Aunt May I love her?" Peter said as his eyes began to slip closed.

"Hey no Pete! You gotta keep your eyes open, come on please Pete," Tony's knees gave out, and he didn't bother trying to get back up. Instead putting Peter's head on his lap as he cradled it.

"'m sorry Mr. Stark," Peter's voiced cracked at the end, his words slurring together. Tears were pouring out of Peter's eyes, pooling on his cheeks and the curve of his nose.

"It's ok kid, it's ok. You can rest now. I love you Pete, it'll be ok," Tony put his forehead against Peter's. Holding him as tightly as he could as he felt Peter suck in his last rattling breath. "I'm so sorry Peter, I'm so sorry."

Tony's whole body shook as he sobbed over his kids body. Still cradling Peter to his chest.

Steve walked over to Tony, putting his hand on Tony's shoulder, "We have to go Tony."

"I lost the kid Steve, I lost the kid."

"I know Tones, I know. But we have to go, we can't stay here." Steve said, his heart twisting as he watched the "emotionless" Tony Stark sob into Spider-Man's hair.

Without another word Tony stood up, still holding Peter's body tightly against his chest. His tears never stopping as he walked into the jet.
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Ok well this was really sad, but so am I so here we are. Ok so I totally forgot to change the title to an actual title. I totally didn't just hit publish while it still had my fake title on it.

~Kie

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