Spider-Man: Wrongfully Accused (An MCU Fanfic)

Surrender

Due to the lack of sleep for a week, Peter slept until the afternoon. That's how doggone tired he was. The sun was still shining in the afternoon, and at that point, Peter felt less groggy. He woke up and yawned, getting out of bed. Peter then decided to get dressed, and managed to find some clothes that fit him. He then went downstairs to the kitchen, and looked to see what was to eat. "Morning sleepyhead," said Clint, "or in this case, good afternoon."

"Wait, what time is it?" Peter asked in surprise. "12:59 p.m. to be exact," said Happy. "Mind if I make myself a peanut butter jelly sandwich?" Peter asked. "Help yourself," said Clint. And that's what he did. Peter then enjoyed his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Peter then decided he wanted to have a glass of milk to help wash it down. But right as he was about to open the refrigerator, Peter felt a sense of danger. "My Spider-Senses are tingling!" Peter thought. Suddenly, a loud megaphone bellowed, "PETER PARKER!!!! WE KNOW YOU'RE INSIDE!!! STEP OUT OF THE FARM IMMEDIATELY!!!! WE WILL NOT ASK YOU TWICE!!! YOU HAVE ONE MINUTE TO COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD, OR WE WILL COME IN TO ARREST YOU!!!" Peter gave a look of fright and asked, "What do I do?"

"Just do what they say kid," said Clint. "It's gonna be okay Peter," promised Happy, "I'm gonna call some lawyers." Although reluctant, Peter got outside, with his hands behind his head. He saw that the police man with the megaphone had the nametag Raimi. "Officer Raimi?" Peter asked. "Yes, Parker?" Raimi asked, putting his megaphone down. "I surrender! Just please don't hurt the people inside! They're good people Officer Raimi," said Peter. "We weren't going to arrest those people inside," said Raimi, "we were coming specifically for you. Now get on your knees, boy!"  Peter got on his knees, surrendering to the cops. Officer Raimi cuffed Peter and then said, "You are under arrest for the attack on London, and for the murder of Quentin Beck! You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, an attorney will be provided for you. If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present, you will still have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to an attorney. Knowing and understanding your rights as I have explained them to you, are you willing to answer any questions without your attorney?" Peter was silent. He was then put on his feet and forced to walk. He was then put into a police car. Two cops stood by both his sides to ensure he wouldn't try and escape. One of the cops, his name Davis, said, "You know, five years ago, before The Blip, maybe it was a bit longer than that, my brother Aaron was smuggling weapons from The Vulture. He told me that you interrogated him. I have a son who was a big fan of yours. His name is Miles. He's nine years old. Not only did he look up to my brother, but he looked up to you and Iron Man. I can't believe you would attack London like that and murder a hero like Mysterio. Now you sicken me and my son." Peter looked down in shame. Peter knew deep down this was his fault, because of him, people would now look at other people with superpowers with distrust, fear, and hate. And he didn't have Tony to defend him for this. Gone were the days when superheroes were praised, and in its place, would now stand a world where people feared and despised those with special abilities. Because what if they turned out like Spider-Man the murderer, menace to society? The drive from Iowa to a New York jail took over 12 hours. It was soon midnight by the time they made it. Peter was then dragged into a jail cell, still in the clothes he wore. "Lights out boy," said the guard, and the jail went dark. Peter laid down on the bed, and cried himself to sleep.