What if...

Ben's Death

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*Loki's POV*

Ever since the day Ben walked in on Peter on the roof he has not shut up about how big of a responsibility we have. Listen, I love the guy, but when every other line of his is "with great power comes great responsibility" you get a little sick. Like come on dude have a little character. Any who, he's been tagging along on our night 'missions' to keep Aunt May's suspicions at bay, and Peter from getting himself killed. They weren't REAL missions, more so a look out on the city, calling in anonymous tips to the police department anytime something suspicious popped up. By the third day Peter's wounds had nearly faded and he was back and ready to try fighting again. Although OBVIOUSLY, Ben and I weren't gonna let him go out there again without some fight training so we agreed after school days I would teach him in the words of Peter "those cool ninja asgardian warrior moves." Today being the first day, Peter wouldn't shut up about it all day at school.

"How about that dodging one where you just stepped forward and like did that whole ducking thing. OH!OH! OR WHAT ABOUT KARATE? Do you know karate???" Peter danced around me eagerly striking the most ridiculous poses. His enthusiasm was cute, the way his eyes lit up and his smile... Ok I'm getting off topic, focus Loki "Of course I do Peter, when I was a child my brother and I endured training in every form of fighting there was to become Asgards warriors." I said walking with him to our 5th period. I was enjoying our mindless conversations, that is until MJ walked by. "Today's the day!" Peter said with a confident wink before pushing off to intercept her on her path. "Hey MJ!" smiling he leaned up against the hallway lockers, "Parker." she replied cool toned as ever. "I was thinking maybe, I don't know, maybe. Well... Would you like to maybe see a movie with me this weekend?" I could see her smile, and feel a bunch of heat rush to my face. As she began to say "Peter I would lo-" I interrupted her mid sentence exclaiming "Splendid! A movie night sounds fantastic Peter." with a threatening stare into MJ's soul. Peter turning back to me awkwardly spit out "Oh, well I was thinking just me and MJ..." Once he turned back to MJ, I began to give death signals to MJ. Clearly picking up on them, and for once seeming fearful MJ said "Oh, haha, well I would love to Parker, but you see... well... umm... I have to walk my pet fish!" Peter's shoulders immediately dropped, "Oh... no yeah... that's cool..." MJ turned around and hurried back the direction she came from to avoid the scene and I was left with Peter. My feeling of victory didn't last long when I saw Peter turn to me, tears beginning to come to his eyes, but still with a smile on his face "She had to walk her pet fish. Yeah. Totally reasonable." He didn't say much of anything else that day, and when we got home it seems his desire to learn how to fight had completely disappeared. Instead he told me he was tired and just wanted to lay down, he told me he was gonna go to sleep, but I could hear him crying. Loki, what the fuck is wrong with you.

The next morning I awoke to a persistent "Loki! Loki! Loki! LOKI WAKE UP!" I open my eyes to see Peter on top of me, eyes glowing with excitement. "Loki! Teach me your cool warrior moves!" he said with way too much enthusiasm for 7:30 am on a Saturday. Last I saw Peter was miserable, and now he was overly joyous about me beating him senseless until he learns how to, you know, not get himself killed. "Good god Peter, shut up and let me sleep." I grumbled trying to push him off of me. He responded by ripping open the blinds and pulling the blanket off of me, "But the sky's awake, so I'M AWAKE" "You did not just reference a movie about a hormonal teenage girl with social anxiety." I moaned as he grabbed my foot, dragging me from the comfort of my bed. "Ok, ok, you win this time Parker. I'm up." I exclaimed, kicking his hand that was still pulling me across the floor.

From the second we awoke till the moment the sun set Peter and I practiced fighting skills without a break. For hours it was just me kicking his ass over and over again, but then he FINALLY picked up on a thing or two and began somewhat skillfully avoiding my attacks. Although he was far from ready, we thought this was good progress for day one. When we came in from the roof May had already cooked and prepared dinner. The four of us ate at the dinner table like a completely normal mortal family, not that we were normal considering we didn't live with the traditional "mother" and "father" figure, there was a god at their table, and their teenage boy may or may not have been mutated to be partially spider (not that May knew about either one but still). Either way Loki felt more of a sense of at home here than he ever had with his real family on Asgard. After dinner May asked if we could run to the store to buy a carton of milk for tomorrow morning, so Peter, Ben, and I grabbed our jackets and went.

"So boys, how was your first day of training?" Ben asked while we walked down the pavement. Peter immediately lit up passionately, "It was amazing Uncle Ben! At first Loki was like WABOOM then I was like AAHH..." Peter shouted acting out his retelling of 'training' session today with a chopping motion, then crouching slightly hands to cheeks in the classic horror pose. "But then he was all like WAPOWEE and I was like Ha HA, dodging him like a ninja. I'm TOTALLY ready to go kick some bad guy butt." he said with a triumphant smile. Ben with a look of skepticism shifted his gaze over Peter's shoulder to me, to which I silently shook my head no. Ben understanding turned back to Peter with a smile "That's great and all, but why don't we hold off on jumping back into action until you learn to actually punch back, not just dodge." Peter seemed disappointed that a day's worth of fighting wouldn't get him back in the game so I joined in to lighten up the conversation "Waboom? Wapowee? Really Parker? I would never..." amused Peter turned back to me laughing. The rest of the walk to the store was uneventful. Peter and Ben talked about their favorite sports teams, once we got in the door we started talking about school, and then some stuff I didn't really care about. As we began our journey home I got a really bad feeling as I heard a scream come from a nearby alley. Ben being the good man he is, went to investigate with me and Peter following close behind. Sure enough the source of the scream was a young woman, probably in her early thirties, and with her was a masked man probably around 6 feet tall, and lean. His back was to us, so Ben shouted out "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" It was almost as if I saw everything in slow motion. The burglar tensed at the sound of Ben's voice and immediately turned around firing a gun we hadn't seen him holding earlier. I think Peter screamed "NO" although I'm not quite sure about that, I just knew what I had to do. Instinct kicked in and I summoned a dagger out of thin air. As fast as I could, aiming to the best of my ability, I threw that dagger. I watched as it soared through the air, meeting the bullet on it's path to Ben and intercepting it, knocking it safely into the alley wall. The moments after this blurred together, I felt fear take hold of me as I realized what I've just done. Ben stood frozen in place, still expecting the bullet to hit at any second. Peter hyperventilating and crying tears of joy and shock ran to Ben, embracing him. The robber, fearful of what he just watched, but also seeming surprised in himself for shooting, dropped the gun and took off running in the opposite direction. I don't remember much of the walk home. All I remember is fear. I saved Ben's life, what have I done? I've used magic, which means Odin has a direct hotline to track me down. Odin is coming, and there is nothing anyone can do to stop him now.