Kid, tell me what happened: The Sequel

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Freeze frame. Record scratch. 

You’re probably wondering what our iconic, spider-suit donned vigilante is up to. Well, he and his (biological) father were in the middle of some good ol’ Netflix and chill when the Avengers alarm blared, causing the younger Stark to jump. 

The two quickly changed into their iconic super-suits, finding Captain America, Black Widow, the Scarlet Witch, along with Quicksilver joining the fray as they headed into the Quinjet. 

 FRIDAY’s voice was diligent as she shared, “My scanners have picked a small scale Chitauir invasion downtown Manhattan.” 

 And you can pretty much predict what went down from there. 

As of right now, a masked Peter Anthony Stark grunted as he dodged a Chitauri blast, jutting his wrists forward, sending silk streams of webbing that sent the alien slamming into the floor, rendering him unconscious. 

A victorious grin crept up Peter’s features as he began to take on another group of Chitarui. He chuckled as Wanda’s Sokovian accent filtered through his comm, “Why is that it’s always New York that gets attacked?” 

 Pietro’s thick voice replied, “Or California. Or some random barely known place.” 

Tony’s voice was layered with a grunt as the sound of a repulsor followed, “As true as that is, let’s cut the chitchat and get back to doing what we do best, aka kicking ass.” 

Steve’s voice was as quick as Peter counted down, “Language.” 

Peter rolled his eyes, backflipping to avoid getting shot while disarming the alien soldier who attempted to shoot him and then kicking it in the face effectively. His spidey senses tingled. He spun-kicked the Chitauri alien that was trying to sneak up on him, sending the unconscious thing being? onto the gravelly floor. 

The sound of an explosion, or something along that line sent Peter launching himself to the ground. He mumbled as he whipped around, digital interface activated (cue KAREN, his faithful A.I. and the fact that having Tony Stark as your father definitely had its perks) “KAREN, what was that?” 

KAREN’s reply was steadfast and ready, “I believe that more Chitauri are entering the atmosphere. May I suggest that Miss Maximoff create a barrier to trap the Chitauri and launch them out of the atmosphere?” 

 FRIDAY was quick to add, “And by doing so, should close the portal they're entering from with a strong enough blast.” 

Steve spoke in his authoritative Captain voice, “Well, you heard the ladies, round ‘em up and send ‘em flying.” 

His words were immediate and met with a quick response. The team instantly got to work, rounding Chitauri where Wanda had her arms outstretched, thin fingers making cobweb-like movements encased in red, ready to follow the A.I.s’ suggestion.

Peter had his arms outstretched, kicking himself into the air towards a rooftop when an estranged cry slipped out of his lips. Something really hot crashed right into his abdomen, causing a surge of pain to flood the hero’s body rapidly. Peter winced as the sudden burst of pain took him by surprise. And the pain was so strong that Peter’s webs never latched onto their target, and the next thing the teen knew, he was falling. 

Oh, Peter bit his lip, that hurt like a buttcheek on a stick. 

Peter didn’t realize that he was falling until he crashed into hard concrete and felt the breath stolen out of his lungs. He didn’t move for a few minutes, facial features deeply contorted in pain. The Avenger had no clue what he was hit with, but it definitely had no right to hurt as much as it did. He groaned as his gloved fingers gently touched his side only to feel blood.