Avengers + their Spiderson | Book 1

When you return

/This is an original oneshot by yours truly~ daily does of emotions! and i'm sorry that Morgan isn't in this!/

Summary: Peter returns from being dusted and has emotional scars, alongside when he returned he earned more scars which he hid behind the mask. And Tony was worried, but he found out something else along with Peter.

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How long has it been?

They finally found a way and got them back... the lost loved ones the survivors fought for all appeared in the deserted plain.

Everyone was connected back with their loved ones, friends... family... or lovers. It was all alright for everyone but a worried panicked expression was on Tony Stark's face, he was frantically searching for the person who he cared about the most.

Steve never saw Tony in this state, and so did the other Avengers. They thought something was definitely wrong until he started to panic to his Ai.

"FRIDAY, Is... can you... Karen..." The Ai gave a 'yes sir' before it connected to Karen. "Hello Mr Stark." When he heard Peter's Ai spoke up. "Connect to the kid." When the line was on he heard the familiar annoying but younge voice on the other side of the call. "Mr Stark?"

The voice was clearer now as the Avengers stared at Tony, he turned around to meet the smaller boy... A few tears slipping down his face while he hesitantly took steps towards him... the familiar curly brown hair, the big brown doe eyes and the unforgettable voice. Tony said nothing as he embraced the man again, he hugged the boy tightly as Peter looked confused. "Is... is this a hug? are we t..there yet?"

"Yeah kid... we're at that stage." He managed to say in a broken tone while Peter hugged the man.

Steve made a small smile as he let out a sigh of relief.

Rhodey intercepted with a proud smile to his friend... "He really does have a heart." The two held each other as Tony broke down, holding the boy tightly. "I told you, if you died it wouldn't be on you... And if you died, it would be on me.'

"...'m sorry Mr Stark. I won't do it again."

They then realised how young the boy looked but never knew the age he was, they never knew that this was Spiderman...

"Don't die on me again kid? you hear?" His tone was shaky but when Peter looked up at Tony with those big brown eyes and a small childlike nod he relaxed. "You're giving me grey hairs kid."

The man ruffled his hair as he smiled back, "Let's go home."

That was directed to not only Peter but also the others as well... "And space-guys, guardians or whatever? you're coming along with us. You too Wizard and his side-kick, Thor you ca--" He turned to the God who had a familiar god of Mischief and lies on his back. "---can come with your brother can come as well-" It was a hesitant thing but it seemed he wouldn't cause as much trouble

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The survivors had made a few changes to the tower and made a deal to Ross that if they didn't get them back it would go the way he would like it to. If they did get them back he would let them off and let the people who were... dusted... stay in the tower -with the many rooms- 

And they won the deal, Ross had to stick to it with no choice.

When they arrived at the tower it was... different. They had to adapt to the new area which would take time, most of the things were almost the same and Peter looked at the man infront of him. "Uhm... Mr Stark?"

"Yeah kid?" He looked at the boy as he looked at his feet shifting slightly. "I need to go see Aunt May..."

He froze at that and hugged Peter immediately. "Pete... when you were gone, your Aunt May... she..." Peter's eyes widened at those words and tears fell down his face. "No... you're lying... she would never leave me."

Peter blamed himself for that, everyone around him dies... even the people he protects.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered to the boy and hugged him tighter while Peter whimpered in the man's hold

But it wasn't just that.

He felt as though he was breaking bit by bit, it hurt as he hitched his breath... the time he did turn to dust. But as well as that Peter also had to cope with the inside of the stone alone, he couldn't find anyone else... deserted.

"Mr Stark?... anyone?" He could hear nothing, nothing at all... Everywhere he walked it was just plain sand. Until he heard a small voice call to him: 'You're broken child, I can help you if you want me to.'

"Will you help me go back?" He said hesitantly with red puffy eyes.

'If you are willing to make a sacrifice for it.' Peter made a small nod to the voice before he opened his eyes to see himself surround the old plains of the planet, when he saw his mentor he bit down the tears...

"It's my fault Mr Stark..." He gripped onto Tony like how he did when he turned to dust...

"May died because of me, Aunt May died because of me..." He was now shivering as another weight was buried in his chest. It was so much for him to carry but it was his responsibility...

...

Someone else returned, Thanos. Going back in time also brought back the titan which meant another battle, it wasn't all good when they found a way to fight. They protected the ones they loved and wouldn't lose them again

not as easy as they did last time.

The fight repeated itself on both ends, having to fight what Tony would call 'Squidward' because names don't matter to him at the moment. But they had a better approach since they saw this coming...

And after?

They were on the dying stone again... the dusty plains with just ruins scattering, they remembered every single death and fight they had made to this point.

It was a hard battle but they managed to keep him at bay... then the titan set eyes on Peter "You chose a life for a life and here you are now." The intentions of this being may have been horrific genocide and the way it was wrong...

But at least at one point.

They heard a small but strong sob as they heard a snap was given by Peter as he approached the titan before smiling... it was a broken and sad smile but still a smile.

"It's ok, You've lost and you can rest now." The titan stood there and put his hand on the smaller's head. "You're broken too child, I've lost." A small smile was given as he too dusted, along with the others of his army. And so Peter fell to the ground with a thud... Tony screaming while he grabbed him as they were taken back to earth, Peter was exhausted and bleeding but he was saved.

And then he heard the voice again.

'Would you risk to come back and bare all these scars?'

"I would... because I won't be alone."

'What would you risk?'

"I would risk my life on the line and if I am finally dead you can take me if you wanted to."

'Very well then.'

...

Peter woke up in the medbay and saw Tony gripping his hand.

"...'r St'rk?" When the man heard the voice of the small boy he hugged him tightly but then released the boy from his hold.

"Peter, What is on your back?"

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