I Feel Like That's on Me

Awakening

Homecoming Night

[2017]

~Peter~

He drops me on the ground a final time before picking me up with one of his mechanical wings, I can vaguely see his other wing pull back aiming the tip of one of its many blades towards my chest.

The blade tears through my chest and detaches from the vulture's wingsuit as I scream in pain. Toomes leaves and I'm alone. (Oh god, I'm going to die alone) I feel the tears streaming down my cheeks and the pained sobs that each come with a burst of pain.

After some time passed, (I honestly can't tell if it's been minutes or hours) all the pain and the noise begins to fade and I can see a faint light in the corner of my sight, is someone there?

"h-" I can hardly make it through the first syllable before gasping for air and loudly coughing up what I assume is blood. (whoever it is had to hear me cough right)

I can hear somebody's footsteps getting closer and closer to me and I struggle to keep myself awake long enough to see who it is, the light is covered by a shadow and a male voice gasps-

"holy fuck" The voice is familiar but I'm too out of it to determine who it is.

"hmm-" I'm reduced to moaning now but I can't seem to bring myself to care. The man crouches down next to me and brushes the hair out of my face.

"I-it's okay kid, umm it's Happy, I'm gonna... shit, I've gotta call Tony, just hold on okay?" Happy? Oh yeah, Happy, he can help.

"Hhh... Hah... p-puh" I can't finish the name before I am weakly coughing again. The older man turns from his phone,

"Hey, kid don't push yourself. I'm calling Tony and he's gonna help you out okay? Just hold on kid" I can hear the urgency in his voice as he puts his phone to his ear and then "Boss you've got to get down to Coney Island... No, not later now... Boss... Boss lis... BOSS, IT'S THE KID! Just get here fast, please hurry" Happy hangs up and turns back to me cradling my cheek "c'mon kid just stay awake until Tony gets here, got it?" I slowly turn my head to look directly at Happy, wincing at the movement.

"I-ir'n m'n?" I whisper, staring at the older man my gaze glossy and unfocused.

"Yeah, kid. Ironman is coming, don't you wanna see Ironman? You need to stay awake for that, hear me ki-" Happy is cut off by a thud somewhere behind him. "Stay awake, kid please, I'll be right back I promise" I don't see where Happy goes and I don't hear him either, I start to feel myself losing consciousness. (no. I need to stay awake, Happy said to) I hear the sound of metal moving before,

"Kid?!" Mr.Stark runs to me crouching by my side, taking in the giant spear in my chest.

"M-m'sr st- st" I break into another bloody coughing fit. Mr.Stark's eyes immediately filled with worry, he reaches his hand to brush through my now dirty curls.

"Hey, kid don't talk. Just... everything is gonna be alright okay?" The man's words mixed with the soothing motion of his fingers are relaxing and I feel my anxiety start to drift.

"M-'m tired.... M' sr st- st' rk a-an s-scared" I let out a soft sob as tears start to stream down my face again.

"I know Pete" his hand moves from my hair to wipe the tears from my eyes " FRI? W- what are his chances?" my breath hitches at his question to the AI.