Short Stories

Forty-Three: Sorry

(A/N): Yes, this is fanfiction. Don't like it, sod off. Sorry if some of the conversations are a bit inaccurate.

The dust had filled my lungs as I entered the battlefield. Thanos and his army charged toward us. We followed suit and met in a mighty crash. That felt like ages ago as my suit popped out six legs and started stabbing through the slimy opponents reaching out for the gauntlet. I gripped onto it tighter and kept out fo their grasp.

"I got this! I got this!" I shouted out as the legs stabbed through more and more opponents. More and more enemies started piling on top of me and the legs weren't getting through them fast enough.

"I don't got this! I don't got this!" I panicked as I crouched down, trying to shield the Infinity Stones from the slimy aliens. I let go a web and attached it to Pepper's suit as she flew up ahead. She looked down at me and nodded. She threw me ahead through the dusty air. I shot a web at Thor's hammer as it barrelled through the air. It dragged me across the bloody battlefield. Suddenly, a beam fell down and broke the web, causing me to fall.

I threw out another web, hoping it would catch on something. To my surprise. I found myself mounted on a pegasus.

"H-hi! I-I'm Peter!" I squeaked, trying to catch my breath as we flew through the air, dodging beams and explosions.

"I know." She smirked at me when an explosion threw us off course, and we were flung off. I landed on the ground with a loud thud. I frantically covered my head as beams of blue tried to vaporize me. The gauntlet landed next to my head with a heavy thump. I quickly grabbed onto it and held it tight to my chest. My mask had disappeared somewhere in the battle.

There was dust filling my lungs as blood ran out of my nose. Sweat was collecting on my brow when there was soft thud in front of me. I looked up and found a woman. She had short blonde hair and was...glowing. She let a soft smile greet me.

"H-hi. I-I'm Peter."

"Carol."

"Here's your gauntlet. But, I don't know how you're going to get through all that." I handed her the gauntlet as I stood up. The army was charging towards us, all trying to retrieve the gauntlet.

"Don't worry. She has help." Suddenly, There were women surrounding me and Carol. They all charged toward the army and yelled. The rest was a blur. The battle commenced as we picked off one purple enemy one by one. Soon, it was only Captain America, Thor and Iron Man fighting against Thanos.

"Mr. Stark!"

He looked back at me as I ran towards him.

"No! Stay back!" He yelled out as Thanos threw him off his back. Captain America and Thor tried prying off the glove, but Thanos threw them off and beat Captain America with his fists repeatedly. He put the gauntlet on, screaming in pain. The gauntlet let off sparks as he raised his hand to snap. Carol tackled him, and as they struggled for possession of the infinity stones, I sprinted across the gray field.

Thanos had hit Carol with the help of a glowing, purple gem. She landed on the ground into a large cloud of dust, rendering her unseen. I leaped off the ground as I reached the purple alien and grabbed onto the gauntlet, trying to pry it off. Thanos growled and easily threw me off. He smirked at me.

"You cannot stop me. I am inevitable." He snapped his fingers.

Nothing happened.

He let out a noise of question and looked for the stones. There were only holes where the gems had been. I grunted as the stones took place on my hand. A burning pain shot through my entire body as I felt it melting my flesh. I looked at him, breathing heavily, and snapped.

There was a bright white light as I fell to the ground, blood spewing out my nose and pooling on the dusty floor. I crawled to a broken-down ship as the army of Thanos turned to dust. I sat on the hard ground as the pain grew even greater and my back landed against the ship. Tears ran down my face as the hair on my head matted against my sweaty forehead. Blood dripped out of my nose as I whimper in pain. I could feel the stones digging into my hand, burning deeper and deeper into my flesh. I wanted to scream in pain and cry, but my lungs failed me. I could only let tears of pain roll down my face.

I was scared.

I was so so scared.

I could feel my body struggling to stay alive. I could feel every organ in my body shutting down as the stones in my hand flashed with searing pain. I could only let out labored breathes, as I felt the blood rising up and collecting in the back of my throat. 

I watched Mr. Stark run towards me, his suit gone.

"Peter, Pete, kiddo." Panic was laced in his voice as he gripped onto my unbroken hand. "We did it, kid. We did it." He was crying now, his voice was cracking, and he struggled to speak again.

"W-Why, Peter? It-it should have been me." Anguish filled his voice. I struggled to speak.

"I just wanted to be like you, Mr. Stark." Blood dribbled out my mouth and dripped onto the suit, blood was filling my lungs. I was drowning in my own blood. My body was shutting down. I could feel it. I was supposed to die after I had snapped. I was supposed to die.

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I'm going to die.

I stared at Mr. Stark. My vision was growing blurry, but I could see tears running down his cheeks. I smiled at him one last time and gripped onto his hand as well.

The pain grew stronger and stronger. My entire body was burning up. I could see Mr. Stark saying something, but I couldn't hear it.

I could feel my heart pump one more time

I could see the darkness shrouding me

My hand went limp.

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"I'm sorry."