A Better Future For Us

Chapter Two

Peter gaped at Captain Steve Rogers. He looked way younger than he did when he saw him in 2023, less old. Steve was looking at Peter like he had just said a bad language word, oh wait he had. But his face also held confusion.

"When did your suit change?" Steve asked. Peter looked down seeing his balck and red suit. Peter was now way more confused. What was happening? The only logical reason was that Beck was alive and was now using BARF on him again or Maybe it was Beck's goons who had found him, that made more sense, but then, why choose this moment to recreate? This wasn't emotionally damaging in the slightest. At least, not yet.

"Kid?" The person he now dubbed not Steve's voice pulled him back into the real world where he was still holding a jet bridge looking at a very confused not Steve.

"This is an obvious illusion, guys." Peter declared, still staring at not Steve.

"What? Kid this isn't an illusio-." Not Steve began.

"Save it, you and I both know you're lying. This has already happened, the airport battle, you can't fool me with this! Besides, I can easily take on your drones now considering you have very little of them compared to London." Peter could also sense them with his Peter-tingle but he wasn't about to acknowledge the name out loud.

"Who are you talking to? What drones?" Not Steve started to look more confused than before.

Peter was done with this. Peter flung the jet bridge towards not Steve and started to hone into his Peter-tingle to web up the drones and make a run for it. Peter was immensely confused when he realized that he was apparently in no danger and that there were no drones. For the first time Peter had a good look at the airport battle. Everything was just as he remembered, the smells, even the feelings. Then a thought crossed his mind. How did they duplicate this fight with the drones? There was no news channel that was broadcasting this fight. There were a few clips of the fight via the airport security cameras but that footage was very little and very low quality, definitely not enough for duplicating the fight. Then his blood ran cold. There was no way that the people controlling the drones would have known that Steve had asked where he was from. A scary thought entered his brain. Is this real?

Peter had no idea how to confirm that this was real and if it was, what the hell is he supposed to do? The first thing he did was turn and grab maybe Steve who was only just recovering from getting hit by a jet bridge. "What is the first thing that I said to you?" Peter demanded

"What?" The now dubbed maybe Steve said.

"Just answer the question!" Peter demanded, holding maybe Steves arm tighter, making maybe Steve wince.

"Uh, you webbed me up and wouldn't stop talking about the suit. You also said that you were a big fan of mine and that you were Spider-Man?" Peter released Steve and took several steps back. The only thing that was going through Peter's mind was, crap, shit, crap, I'm in 2016.

He didn't know what to do. Call Dr. Strange? He never got his real name, how was he supposed to contact him? Peter was starting to panic. He needed to stay calm, he started to take deep breaths and it was working, that is until a familiar red and gold suit of armor crossed his vision. His breathing became short again and he had to sit down on the concrete because now all he could think of was, holy crap, Tony is alive.