Avengers + their Spiderson | Book 1

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/This is an original oneshot by your truly, inspired by an anime called: Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun/

Summary:
                   There was a rumor about a
                   boy roaming around in
                  Midtown High. It began to  
                  spread and he lived, the
                  rumor goes: if you go to the
                 old abandoned classroom on
                 floor 2, and go inside the room,
                 sit on the back seat near the
                 window and say: "Itsy bitsy
                 spider... out came the rain
                 flushed the spider out." In a
                slow and certain rhythm... a boy 
                will appear.

...

The Avengers heard of a new threat from Midtown High, the students spread rumors about who this person was... some say: "he protects the weak and the bullies disappear from sight" and others say: "On his desk it says: power responsibility"

They had heard rumors travelling around the school, it went like this:

There was a rumor about boy roaming around in Midtown High. It began to spread and he lived, the rumor goes: if you go to the old abandoned classroom on floor 2, and go inside the room, then sit on the back seat near the window and say: "Itsy bitsy spider... out came the rain flushed the spider out." In a slow and certain rhythm... he will appear. He knows everything about you, even your intentions.

disappearances had been happening lately and it wasn't a good sign.

So one of the avengers went to the certain abandoned classroom, pushing the door open slightly as it made a small creak. The room was dusty and wrecked, unused... however the certain chair and desk at the back by the window was clear.

He walked to the desk and began to slowly tap his pencil on the desk, out loud he made the rythm of the nursery ryhm. "Down came the rain and washed the spider out..."

There was nothing at first, the ragged curtains blew and a boy stood infront of him, the attire was of a red and blue hoodie, he had big brown doe eyes and fluffy brown hair. "Oh? what a surprise." The boy scanned the male.

"Tony Stark, genius, billionaire, playboy and philanthropist." the bot sat on the desk next to him, he sat cross legged and then floated in the air with a child-like innocent grin... not one of a murderer as they say. "You've come for me specifically haven't you?" The man stood up and sighed, crossing his arms. "You aren't alone either."

"So i've heard, you're that rumor around this school. What's your name?"

"Peter."

and that was said before a thin string like web whipped the other avengers into the room. He listed them off one by one.

"Were you here to defeat me?" He whirled around each and every Avenger as they went into a fighting stance if needed.

"What was your motive?" Tony asked without fear, in which the boy smiled innocently: "To protect people who don't have to end up like me!" And with that, he wandered around the classroom. "What do you want from me? I'm sure you already forgot me though."

"Dad, Uncle Steve, Aunt Tasha..." he rolled their names off his tounge like silk.

"You didn't bother searching for me either."

And with that they found themselves in a different area, not in the abandoned classroom but different stages of his life.

It showed Flash beating up Peter in the hallway, when they tried to help Peter, they couldn't do a thing. Then they were put into seperate rooms, it relived a few moments they treasured the most with the boy.

Tony was in his lab, next to Peter who was joyful and happy, his constant rambling and happiness filled the empty room making it more enjoyable for the billionaire. He gave him ideas on improvements and upgrades, helping fix broken materials which could be used all over again.

Until that day, it was empty. No prescence and no happiness... no sign of rambling.

It repeated over and over for Tony, making him relive his favourite moments with Peter to become crushed and broken.

This wasn't only happening to Tony but to the other avengers also, it was painful but when they were back to the abandoned classroom, sat on his desk was Peter. That innocent smile he gave... "You could've looked for me."

This time instead of seeing the precious boy and hero they remembered, there was blood on his hands and the appearance of himself was decieving. "I've never been one to actually interest my self into shakespeare... or even Macbeth, until now when I visited the lady's library." He paused before continuing in that soft yet familiar voice the avengers remembered.

"Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under't..."

It was like that, well now. He had killed the people who had hurt the weak, just like him. "That was just how the students remembered me as when I died."

"I'd be surprised if I found myself alive at this point"

The boy walked around the abandoned classroom, Swirling around each and every avenger with a smile. "I'm sorry that I died, under that building. but you could have saved me from the fall."

[END]