Maybe it's because it happened so fast that Peter didn't feel his sixth sense. Maybe it was because he was distracted that he didn't hear anything. Maybe it was him slacking off and deep in thought.
Maybe if he hadn't been thinking about his dad, he would've seen it. Maybe if he had gotten over the shock he would have felt it. Maybe if he had waited for the door to shut before the jet started moving he wouldn't be here.
"You won't leave for a very long time, Peter. You'll stay here until you don't remember who you really are. Until you know exactly what your mission is." A voice rang out in the distance.
The only sound that's been haunting him the whole time. Maybe it is right. Maybe he won't make it out of this one.
𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 21, 2020
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Harley sat in the lab, a bottle of whiskey next to him as he stared at the message he just received.
[𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮] 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 11, 2020 𝚊𝚝 5:51 𝙿𝙼
He'd find Peter. He'll find him and won't let him down like last time.
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Stark's Heir (Irondad and Spiderson)
Fanfiction"We all say goodbye differently because not all of us knew them the same. Some say goodbye to a hero while others say goodbye to a friend, a brother, a husband, a mentor. You are saying goodbye to a man who raised and protected you, so I believe tha...
