About: Spider-Man swings through New York and he runs out of web fluid.
Peter loves swinging around New York. Feeling the wind go through his hair and watching people go about their business. He loves helping people wether it be stopping a mugger or giving directions to someone. He loves being Spider-Man.
He was just swinging around New York when mid swing he ran out of web fluid. He has realized this small problem right after he let go of his last web string thingy. So there he was, just falling out of the sky.
"Karen did I reinstall the pare-shoot?" Peter asked.
"You did not, Peter. I've already informed Mr. Stark about your situation considering a fall from this height would be deadly." Karen answered.
"Thanks, Karen. Can you play Free Falling?" Peter requested. If he was gonna die because of some idiotic reason like this one, Peter was going to listen to the song that fit his death. As far as Peter knew, the song Free Falling, fit his situation perfectly.
Peter kinda felt like crying, but he also couldn't help but laugh at the fact that he was about to die because of something so silly. He looked down to see the ground getting closer and closer. He heard the sound of the Ironman suit get closer too, and he thought, 'maybe. Just maybe I can stay alive.' But as the ground got closer and closer, he knew Tony couldn't save him.
Peter started silently apologizing to everyone he knew. He sorry he couldn't grow old with MJ. Sorry he had to leave May all alone. Sorry he couldn't finish building the new LEGO set with Ned. Sorry he would leave Tony with all that guilt even though it wasn't his fault. He was just sorry he couldn't be around to live life with all his friends.
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FanfictionI've adopted this story from @ellywomack. As for the description, literally what the title says. Requests are open, but I've got a few rules that will be in the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it.
