Familiar Faces, Unfamiliar places part 2
Peter picked himself up from off the ground where he was laying, the orange dust from Titan sticking to the iron spider suit. “I-is that it?” He asked while running over to where Mr.Stark was laying, covered in his own blood.
Dr.Strange must have used some weird magic spell and healed him because when Peter finally reached them Tony was standing up. Star Lord flew over 5 seconds after Peter reached them, while Drax and Mantis slowly walked their way over. After 15 minutes, in which Star lord, the blue robot lady, and Tony argued, Peter’s spider sense started to go off, danger get away it screamed, but there was no danger to get away from.
“Something is happening” sounded over to his left where mantis, the nice alien lady was, and Peter watched in horror as she turned to dust in front of his eyes. Drax turned to dust soon after, with Star lord following a moment later. Peter turned back to look at Mr.Stark and Dr.Strange only to see Strange turn into dust as well. Peter’s spider sense was still going off, only increasing in volume as each person turned to dust. He held his head in his hands and closed his eyes to try to help block out the sensory overload, but that just seemed to hinder him more than anything else.
Opening back up his eyes he made eye contact with Mr. Stark, who had a horrified look on his face. “Mr.Stark, I don't feel so good.”
Wow. He sounded whiny. It wasn’t like it was Tony who dragged him over to Titan, besides Tony was just his mentor he wasn’t in any obligation to comfort Peter for his own stupid mistakes.
But he stumbled over to Peter anyway, catching him when his legs collapsed. Peter didn’t dare try to look down at them, too scared to see nothing there but dust. Before Peter came to Titan, dust didn’t do much to him except make him sneeze. Now there’s too much dust. So much dust, especially after their fight with Thanos that had kicked up a ton of dust that hadn’t settled yet.
“I’m sorry.” because that’s what Peter was. If he had stayed behind, would they have won against Thanos? Would Tony have not been as focused on Peter and more focused on saving the galaxy from the mad titan? Peter would never know as his vision filled with more dust and the darkest black he has ever seen overtook his vision, the last thing he sees is Tony’s tear tracked face staring back at him.
When Peter started to come to, it was to freezing cold temperatures and the feeling of wanting to fall into a coma until he warms up again. Peter could admit that the thought sounded nice, his half asleep and drowsy brain deciding to do just that.
He closed his eyes to let sleep overcome him, then he heard glass shatter and he was suddenly falling. He opened his eyes blearily to see two emo looking people standing over him with some bipedal blue canine? He soon closed his eyes again when they backed away and light flooded his eyes. He let his discomfort known by letting out a keening whine.
He felt someone pick him up, and they were warm so he just let him be carried off. They seemed to be talking, but he couldn’t make out the words, he kept hearing more glass shatter though, so you shouldn’t be blaming him for not hearing them. Pretty soon something fuzzy was plopped down on his chest, it was somehow simultaneously fuzzy and spiky, but not so that it hurt, more so that it was itchy.
With one last shattering of glass, came the shouting of people and the screaming of Peter’s spider sense, yelling at him that he’s in danger and should move. He lazily opened his eyes and tried to force his mind to work through the cold that he felt, only to come face to face with a dog-like yellow creature. Since this is the weight on his chest, it’s not the thing screaming danger, even if it does seem to be some kind of alien. It was actually kind of cute for an alien canine. Peter should keep it.
Looking to his left he sees a metal spike close to his head, along with a paler yellow fur than the alien canine’s yellow fur. Looking up he sees a bipedal blue alien canine. It was also kind of cute. Listen, Peter is a dog guy, cats are cute, but him and cats never got along with each other. Even as Spider-man he’d be attacked by cats stuck in trees. So don’t blame him if he prefers an animal he’s never been attacked by over something that attacks him all the time.
Tangents aside, he shakes as the bipedal canine moves, there are two other people running next to him as well. They looked to be siblings, brother and sister, most likely twins by how close in age they look, yelling at each other in a language Peter didn’t understand as they ran from… were those arctic climbers? They were people dressed in blue martens coats. Martens coats are those coats with the fur hood that you see people wear in the shows that take place in cold climates, which makes sense for them to be wearing as Peter is absolutely freezing right now. How come none of his other companions are freezing? The climbers as Peter has dubbed them have some sort of gun and are currently firing at them. Fun.
He looked back over at the twins as their yelling ceased, only to see one of them, the brother, with his own gun and firing back at them. The gun was weird though, in how it looked like it was made out of some kind of black smoke. The guy’s hair is black, and runs down his face obscuring his features from being seen. His eyes were semi-visible in how they were very brightly green. He had a pretty fit build, but not bodybuilder fit more like track runner fit, with the addition of a six pack. He was in some black athletic shorts but that seemed to be the only clothes he wore.
The girl ran ahead of the small group, leading everyone down some corridors. The turns left Peter’s head feeling fuzzy as he soon fell asleep again, covered in warmth from the fur.
Peter blearily opened his eyes again, his head pounding. The warmth from the fur is no longer surrounding him, instead he seems to have been placed in someone else’s arms, that person completely red in color. He was in a new room, with more people than before. There was the aforementioned red guy, some person that seemed to be completely made of shadows, the siblings from before, a giant turtle, and more of those weird aliens. They are standing across from some guy in an astronaut suit who is yelling at them for destroying his lab and killing his henchmen, whatever that means. The red guy yells out something that Peter can’t quite make out and suddenly the whole room is bathed in a red glow.