fire alarm
Last day until school started again.
Peter sat in the lab like normal, sketching.. Well.. Something..
He blacked out again and just scribbled roughly on the page for a while, but that was normal at this point.
Mr Stark sat at his desk like normal as well, using his torch to heat up some metal to repair a part of the arm of his suit.
Pepper came downstairs kissing Mr Stark gently on the forehead before placing down some mail on the desk and leaving the room for a bit.
Something must have burned a little too bright because the whole room was scared wide awake by the fire alarm.
Peter immediately felt a shock of pain and lunged upwards knocking his chair back only creating more noise.
He screamed, covering his ears as his spider sense went haywire.
His vision blurred and he crouched down still holding his head.
Tony got up as well cursing himself while grabbing a towel to fan the smoke away from the detectors.
Pepper rushed back in immediately knowing who to blame.
"Tony-!"
"No, no! It's fine! I'm fine!"
He stammered flapping the towel like a flag until the alarm stopped.
Pepper noticed Peter curled up under his desk shaking like it was winter, and ran to help him.
Cupping his face she looked at him with worry.
"Oh- Peter sweetie your ear is bleeding!" her voice soft and full of concern.
She grabbed the towel from Mr stark and wacked him with it.
"I deserve that-" he mumbled walking over to the scared boy before seeing just how bad it was.
"Oh geez- I knew he had super hearing but I didn't think-"
"Not helping, love." pepper snapped wiping blood off Peters ear as he held his head in pain.
"You alright kid? You're not going deaf right?" he tried to laugh to lighten the mood before the two both glared at him.
"Yeah okay, I deserve that"
***
After that mornings incident the day was quiet thankfully,
Apart from new pencils and a new binder since the last one he used had a bullet shot though it, school shopping wasn't to much.
Summer was over in the blink of an eye.
And still not a minute of sleep, Peter strolled into his high school like he had the year before, he had the same locker just different classes.
Ned quickly caught him in the Hall, and since his class was closer Peter walked him there chatting and then turned on his way to his own.
Flash cruised past him shoving him into a metal locker which slammed loudly in the hallway,
"Hey-!" he didn't mean to shout, his body just pushed it out of his mouth and now he was forced to talk to him.
Flash stopped running to turn around and face him, scoffing and looking him up and down like always.
God he didn't miss this. Flash always found ways to piss him off but this past week he was nothing but angry.
"Take a joke, parker." he took a step forward, that stupid smile plastered on his face.
"Jokes are funny, quit being such an asshole." he snapped, finding his balance and getting closer, looking down at him.
He seemed caught off guard by the sudden attitude, much different than Peters regular apology or "leave me alone."
"Funnier than you, penis, shut up and move-"
"Suck my dick flash," he shoved him back, using significantly more strength than he wanted to, flash crashed to the floor and some bystanders in the Hall turned watching the two argue.
Flash aimed for his leg, Peter dodged lifting his foot and slamming down on flash's ankle as hard as he could.
"Son of a bitch-!" he shouted as people in the halls started to gather, peaking out of classrooms, some recording.
A teacher had come into the hallway at this point, hearing the shouting and scolding the boys for roughhousing on the first day.
Flash got up complaining about Peter acting like he wasn't the one who started it, as if he wasn't pretty much asking for it.
Peter argued with the teacher for a short bit, eventually giving up and apologizing giving flash one final annoyed look.
Flash flipped him off, silently mouthing "I'll kill you" staring daggers at him.
The hallway erupted into the long ohs of students, some starting to chant and create a large circle around them.
He spaced out again, completely lost himself and forgot what happened.
blood spilling down his mouth onto the floor, his nose completely broken and Peters fist covered in red.
"Fuck!" he screamed, grabbing the attention of the teacher again who completely freaked out.
"Parker! Go to the office immediately-! Jesus-"
She panicked holding flash's shoulder checking the damage, the schools officer arrived and shoved students out of the way grabbing peter by the arm and pulling him down the halls to the main office.
He tried explaining he didn't mean to, that he didn't even remember doing it, like he just blacked out and it just happened.
The principal really dug it into him, shouting how disappointed he was, all the boring stuff.
It just pissed him off even more really, he wanted to punch the shit out of him too.
Peter flinched at his own insane thought, he didn't want to punch anyone.
The school made some calls and suspended him indefinitely, the lady at the front desk said someone would come pick him up soon.
And someone did, Mr stark came rushing inside until he locked eyes with peter, he looked mad and worried at the same time.
Mr stark grabbed his arm, barely giving him a chance to get his backpack on before they were already walking out to his car.
"Are you insane? What the fuck are you doing breaking noses on the first day of school! You’re lucky I'm the one paying for his hospital bills!"
Oh he was lucky? Yeah right.
"I didn't mean to- I don't even know what happened-!"
"You punched his fuckin' nose that's what happened! You broke part of his jaw too!"
Good.
"I'm sorry!"
They reached the car, just standing out there yelling for a while longer, Mr stark still holding him.
"The kids parents want to sue! It took thousands to pay them off-"
"As if you can't afford that!"
"It's not about if I can afford it-"
Peter pulled his arm out of Mr Starks hand and let go of his bag, letting it fall onto the parking lot as he started screaming.
"It's always about what you can afford isn't it-? It's always about you- because you can't stand it when it's not!"
"What the fuck are you talking-"
"I'm talking about how fucking insufferable you are! You are nothing but a goddamn ATM- and to make it worse you have the biggest god complex I have ever seen!"
Peter stepped closer to him, making threatening gestures backing Tony up to the car as he just stood with his mouth open.
He took heavy breaths of anger, Tony stared in disbelief blinking until Peter felt the weight of what he said, shaking he apologized.
"I didnt- I don't know why I said that."
He took a step back, Mr Stark only closed his mouth furrowing his brows and speaking with that same voice he used when saying it before, when he fought the vulture.
"Alright, I'm taking the suit."
Peters stomach dropped as he apologized again begging him.
"No- no! Mr Stark I don't know why I said that! I didn't mean to hit him! I didn't mean-!"
"You do stupid shit you get stupid consequences, I'm taking the suit your going home so zip it-"
"Oh fuck you! You do stupid shit all the time-!"
Peter yelped covering his mouth out of instinct. His heart when crazy, a huge lump in his throat made him nauseous.
Why is he saying this?
"I do stupid shit because I'mme! I don't want you to be me-"
He stopped himself and just sighed looking away to open the drivers seat.
Peter sat quietly the whole way to the tower, just wallowing in his shame, confusion, and anger.
He was forced to sit at his desk in the lab like some toddler in time out, everyone knew what he did, he felt them all stare at him in the back of his head.
Judging him.
He wanted to break much more than a nose, he dented the side of the seat he sat on with his hands, clenched so tightly the knuckles turned white.
Ned was blowing up his phone asking what happened, he saw a video someone took which showed it clearly.
He did hit flash, while smiling even.
MJ saw the video to, of course she did, it was circling around the whole school.
she thought it was hilarious but mostly she was concerned knowing its something Peter would normally never do.
What's wrong with defending yourself? He fought criminals and terrorist aliens yet everyone acts like its impossible for him to hurt someone.
He can hurt people, he could have killed flash if he really wanted to.
Not even, he wouldn't have to do more than raise his hand to grab and crush his skull between his fingers. His super strength would squash his bones like jello, his flesh and brain perfect to devour.
Then he would go after everyone else.
Everyone in that hallway would be slaughtered, no, he would eat them all alive and screaming.
He could devour them all, satisfy his hunger, and what could the Avengers do to stop him?
Slowly his vision blurred, everything faded away from him as he sat dazed in that chair, imagining what he could do if he didn't hold back for once.
He broke the part of the seat of his chair he held onto, blacking out almost immediately after.
***
There is something wrong with him.
Everyone sat in their regular spots in the meeting room, Tony stood at the head of the table telling everyone the recent argument and brainstorming ideas why he might be acting weird.
"Okay top three reasons-" Tony sighed looking at what he wrote.
"Number one, mind control. Number two, the real Peter is being held hostage and this is a shape shifter." he glared at Clint who suggested the idea, he only shrugged in response.
"And lastly-" he paused, "okay- who wrote spider puberty?"
"Can't we just ask him? He'll have to tell us eventually-" Bruce pointed out, Tony immediately putting the note pad down and smirking.
"Thanks for volunteering! Go get him tiger-"
"-what? No! I thought you would do it! Or I dunno, his aunt?"
"Aunts at work, that's why he's here and not home- and he won't even look at me anymore"
"What makes you think he'll look at me? I mean we barely talk other than when we're in the lab-"
Steve shrugged, "well you are surprisingly good at helping people"
"I still think spider puberty might be on the table here-" Bucky said quietly.
Natasha spoke over them all, her legs crossed and bouncing nervously under the table.
"Banner can speak with him while Stark scans him with Jarvis. I'll go down to his school and get the tapes showing his fight, there might be something there."
Everyone mumbled in agreement,
Before disbanding they all waited outside the lab door while Banner went in.
***
Shut the door slowly and quietly, feeling Peters glare on the back of his head he sighed and turned around forcing a smile.
"Hey kiddo- kid.. Uh, you doing alright?" he reached maybe a few feet away from the desk he sat at.
"They uh, sent me to see if you were okay"
Peter smiled, "sending in the bait first"
"Well I wouldn't say bait-"
"But you are expendable, yeah? Unimportant unless your breaking something"
The teen laughed at him to his face.
Bruce played with his thumbs, stuttering anxiously. he genuinely didn't expect Peter would actually say something like that.
Jesus, Stark wasn't over reacting it, the kid was a little brat after all.
"No- that's.."
"Who are you again? It's just.. Your not green so I can't remember your name" he stood up from his broken chair, walking to him until the two were inches apart.
"Do ever stand up for yourself? Or are you really just the pussy everyone thinks you are?"
Bruce flinged himself around, hiding the green veins with his hood pulling the strings until his face was covered.
He darted away slamming the door shut and rushing past everyone all sharing nervous glances.
"Im calling my therapist."
He completely left the building, leaving it as everyone elses problem for once.
***
FRIDAY spoke from overhead,
"I finished the scan and-"
"Gimme a minute-"
"Boss, I believe you'll want to hear this."
Tony hit with a wave of anxiety only thought the worst, "what? Is it bad-?"
"This might be an error but.. I believe Mr Parker's heart and liver have atrophied."
"In english please?" Steve asked.
"Atrophied, wasted away or decreased in size" FRIDAY explained, Tony rushing back to the table to open a screen showing Peters vital scans.
And there it was, half his liver missing and his heart significantly smaller, and it looked like it was healing just as fast as it was wasting away.
"Well medical emergency wasn't on the list but now we have an explanation, lets go get him to a hospital-" Bucky stopped Natasha from entering the lab.
"This doesn't explain the attitude change at all- this can't be it."
FRIDAY continued.
"I can't distinguish what, but there's something inside of him, eating at his vital organs."
Tony pushed past them all, flinging the door open.
The room was empty with nothing but desks, a broken chair sideways on the floor, and an open window.
"Fucking hell-"
He ran and flung himself out the window, an ironman suit flying out behind him catching him mid air as his thrusters stopped him from hitting the ground.
Barely two miles from the tower Peter- or what was Peter terrorized the city, a black suit wrapped around him made of an oozing black goo that stretched from his body holding two panicking civilians as hundreds more screamed and ran around him.
With the road so busy it took a while for the rest of the Avengers to regroup, only to find Stark shouting at spider-man.
"Kid! Put the people down! Let's all just calm down-"
And put them down he did, Peter threw the two innocents directly at him, forcing ironman to fill his arms catching them leaving him open to an attack.
The sludge burst from his body throwing him and the suit through a building, which more people ran out and away from.
The two innocents managed to limp away, and Clint managed to shoot an arrow directly at Peter, he wouldn't have missed if it wasn't for the ooze forming a wall catching it and breaking it apart.
Peter ignored the crowd, forming large tenticle like strands and lungeing himself into the building after ironman.
He lay stuck in debris as Peter slowly crawled and towered over him, sticking to his face plate and throwing it away like trash.
"This doesn't look like puberty-!"
He screamed as the mouth split open, his sharp teeth hanging above him slowly getting closer as the monster dripped saliva onto his face.
He cringed at the wet feeling until he was saved, captain Americas shield knocked the creature away just long enough for Tony to eject himself from the suit entirely.
He flipped onto his feet, another suit piecing itself onto his body as he turned to the rest of them.
"Man, that thing is ugly."
"Not to friendly either, let's just contain him for now, we can find a way to Separate the two later."
Steve dashed into the fight, leaping over an attack only to be grabbed and thrown onto the ceiling falling to the floor and grunting.
Natasha reached for her weapon, realising her knife holster was empty she swore to herself pulling out her pistol instead.
Stark flew into action, startled as the sludge only retracted as Peter threw his hands up to cover his face yelling, "Mr stark!?"
"Shit-!"
He pointed his thrusters down sending him flying through the ceiling to avoid the collision. The broken roof falling in a ironman shaped hole.
Tasha shot her gun at him, to no surprise it had little effect since he created another wall simply crushing the bullets and tossing them to the side laughing.
Steve called out struggling to get up, "we're trying to contain him not kill him!"
"As if he doesn't come home with bullet wounds everyday! He can take it!"
The two were interrupted by Bucky who instead ran to the stairwell sprinting upstairs calling after them,
"Wait outside! I have an idea!"
The creature covered its host in the black ooze and let out a ear piercing scream, following him up.
They reached the rooftop, ironman flew above them fireing his thrusters at Peter a best as he could while Bucky used his arm as a shield against sludge attacks.
James led him to the edge of the building, his feet nearly over the side with Peter seemingly cornering him.
Without warning he reached through the slime grabbing Peters shirt collar and jumped, his plan failing miserably as the ooze grabs the side of the brick roof and rips his metal arm off his shoulder.
"Fuck-!"
Steve caught him bridal style, holding back a laugh as Natasha sighed.
"You alright?"
"Just throw me back up there.." he grumbled embarrassed.
"Was that your plan? Getting thrown and having me catch you?"
"I meant to take him down with me, throw me back up- don't patronize me."
***
"Kid you gotta snap out of it-!"
His head was picked up and forcibly slammed down onto the concrete floor of the roof, sending shock waves of pain down his back as the teen just laughed above him.
"He's strong, but he certainly has his flaws. I'd be unstoppable with that fancy suit of yours though."
He felt the sludge seep into the openings of his suit, he struggled against the weight to no avail.
His mind raced with regret, of not knowing sooner.
He was really going to get possessed by a slime monster, huh?
His sorrow was interrupted by the sound of something cutting through the air, landing on Peters now unprotected back and suddenly his ears rang and fire bursted from three trick arrows.
"Yeah! I'd like to see you break those ones!" Clint tawnted reloading his bow and taking aim.
Tony's ears still rang muffling the sound of Peters screams, the smile had retracted back inside of him and he stood covering his ears in pain.
Almost like the noise alone hurt him.
"Holy shit the fire alarm!"
He abandoned the second broken suit, running past Peter to get behind Clint and tell him the new plan.
"Get back inside and bring him with you! I have a plan that will actually work!"
"Yeah! Because your plans always work."
"Yeah! Wait no- Hey!"
He laughed while throwing the door open, they hurried downstairs after Peter regained his strength.
Back inside Clint fired more arrows as soon as Peter ran through the stairwell door, Tony taking his cue and pulling the alarm.
Once again the slime disappeared, Peter hunched over screaming covering his ears until they bled.
Falling to his knees he started begging, Tony felling guilt crash into him like a brick wall but forcing it down.
He summoned one last suit, covering Peters body with the metal.
Originally the air tight suit was made for water since it had no gaps in between the plates for the ocean to slip through but black sludge will have to do.
He continued flailing and screaming, cursing and threatening them all, describing how he would tear them all apart and eat their insides.
Tony just sat on the curb outside, the building still falling apart behind him everyone sighed.
"What do we do with him now?"
No response, just quick glances and shrugs.
"We really didn't plan this."