6 Day
The young hero stood against the wind at the top of the old Avengers tower. The breeze caressed his brown hair. He took a deep breath. He looked down. He started to think about what would happen if he jumped, but two hours ago this thought had not been in his mind, but now it was eating away at his brain. Skip,skip, skip...
2 hours ago........................................................................................................
The young hero followed the thieves to the end. With advanced technological weapons in their hands, they could take anything they wanted. Peter had missed it in their last encounter, but no, he couldn't miss it now.
“Karen, where did they enter?” he asked.
"The place they entered is a warehouse, Peter. There are 3 people inside." After the AI confirmed it, Peter thought he could defeat three people. As soon as he stepped into the warehouse, a needle was stuck in his leg.
"Let protection and defense be opened, Karen, immediately"
“It’s open Peter”
Peter quickly went outside and rubbed his leg where the shot had been given.
“Karen what was injected into me”
"I don't know Peter, but you're producing a lot of hormones right now. For some reason, you're feeling a lot of sadness and despair. Should I call Mr. Stark?"
"Don't call Karen, I can handle it myself. A little sadness isn't anything I can't handle."
Even as the young hero said these, thoughts of death and loneliness were running through his mind. He held his heart and took a deep breath.
Damn needles, he thought. He had never liked them since he was little. He decided to climb to a high place to think a little. Yes, it was a bad decision, but as the sadness inside the young hero grew, his desire to be alone increased.
He wondered if he should call one of his friends. But who was there? Ned and MJ. They were both on vacation and hadn't talked in a long time.
Tony and May overreacted too. Happy didn't answer his phone and Pepper was like May.
Peter realized that it was best to be alone. He threw a web and started to climb to the top. He stopped when he saw the old Avenger tower. He went to the balcony where Tony used to climb and sat down. He took off his mask and breathed in the wind that hit his face. He sat up a little higher and thought. He was the trouble itself. If May died, it would be because of him. His uncle was gone too. His mother and father were never with him.
He shook his head quickly from side to side.
"Don't be so dramatic, Pete. The past is the past," he told himself, but it didn't work and he just kept saying it.
This pain was given to him from birth. He sat down for a while and tried to calm down. The AI said, "Peter, you are in emotional distress. I need to call Mr. Stark."
Peter wished Tony were here with him, but he thought Tony had work to do.
"Don't call Mr. Stark, Karen, and go into silent mode."
When Peter said this, Karen didn't make a sound anymore and sat in silence while the young hero stood up.
He couldn't control what was on his mind.
Skip
No, May would be very upset if he did something like that.
He took another deep breath. He closed his eyes tightly and when he opened them, he noticed the tears that were flowing uncontrollably.
May was wasting her time looking at Peter, Tony was wasting his money making that outfit. He was a waste of his time.
Skip
He decided to listen to the voice and approached the edge of the balcony. He was sobbing. He literally could not stop crying.
He began to tremble. I wonder if he would be here if his parents were with him? He thought. He didn't even care about that right now.
He closed his eyes and prepared to throw himself into the void. Until he turned around with a voice behind him.
“Peter, what are you doing, son?”
“Tony?” Peter couldn’t do this with Tony around. “Go away,” he pleaded.
Tony approached Peter with confident steps.
"Son, whatever the problem is, it can't be solved like this. Come to me."
The repairman was trying to convince the boy. Peter turned to Tony, crying.
"Or..."
Tony interrupted the kid. “ Listen to me! No matter how dark and hopeless it seems right now, there is always a way out. I have been in the dark too long, maybe too long. There have been many times in my life when I thought I could never fix things. But they did. It’s not you. The injection you were given is affecting your judgment.”
Tony took a breath and continued.
" Remember, every moment, every second, you have the chance to make a new decision. And that new decision can change your life. Who knew that once upon a time, I would wear an iron armor and save the world? But it wasn't just that armor, it was the power inside me that brought me here. You have that power inside you too."
Tony thought he had given the speech well and silently began to say to himself, "Please stop."
The young hero turned his back on Tony, tears streaming down his cheeks, his trembling increasing.
“I don't know what the injection did to me, Tony, but I'm sure I made the right decision.”
Peter was about to throw himself into the void again when Tony said, "No!" Peter stopped him. "Go away Tony, I don't want you to see me like this."
"I'm not leaving. I'm not leaving until you get down from there and come to me. Come on, kid. Come to me. Please."
The repairman was practically begging, he had seen him once when his heart had stopped and at that moment he had promised himself that he would keep this child alive.
"I'm nothing but trouble," Peter said. Tony approached Peter slowly; his emotional state was making it difficult for him to follow the movements around him. Tony took advantage of this and moved closer to Peter as he spoke.
Just as Peter was about to throw himself into the void, Tony grabbed him and jumped into the balcony. The two heroes were crying on the ground.
“When will the effect of the FRI injection wear off?”
“I think it’s 4 hours, but since Young Boss’s recovery speed is fast, it will drop to 3 hours.”
Tony hugged Peter tighter. Peter wasn't staying in Tony's arm. Tony decided to knock him out so that the same thing wouldn't happen again.
“Fri, activate Karen and give Peter a sedative.”
Tony could barely hold the young and strong hero in his arms. Peter felt suddenly weak and sleepy as the sedative began to take effect.
"Calm down, kid. Don't fight." Peter tried with all his might to push Tony's arm away, but it was a failed attempt.
"Calm down, it's nothing, don't fight it, try to sleep," Tony said.
Once Peter's breathing had calmed down, Tony asked, "Karen, how long will the sedative work?"
“15 minutes, Boss.”
"Give him another tranquilizer, I can't stand seeing him like this."
“Done, Boss.”
Tony picked up Peter's unconscious body as gently as he could and took him and his team to the newly constructed tower.
He headed towards his own house, which was located inside Stark Industries. He headed towards the room prepared for Peter and laid the young hero on the bed. He also took off his costume and sat next to Peter and started petting his hair spread out on the pillow.
“Fri, bring me your Helen and have her take the medical kit with her,” said Tony.
He thought about what had just happened, if he had jumped. What if Peter had died, what would he have done? There was nothing he could do but cry and be sad.
He put that thought aside for now.
Helen ran into the room and when she saw the young hero lying on the bed, she asked, “What happened?”
"Take her blood and test it right away, Helen. She had an emotional breakdown after a shot. Then she tried to commit suicide."
Helen decided not to ask any questions. She pressed the emblem on Peter's suit twice, and when the suit came loose, she removed one of Peter's arms and drew blood.
"I'll check it out and be right back," he said and left the room. 10 minutes later, Helen came back.
"I examined the needle and it does the same thing to everyone who gets it. Three people in the city who got it have already committed suicide. But according to the latest data, Peter found the warehouse. We reported the data to the police. Its effect is between 4 and 3 hours. He'll wake up now," Helen said.
Tony took a deep breath, thanked Helen, and waited for Peter to wake up.
When Peter first woke up, his heart started beating rapidly because of the things he remembered. "What did I do?" he questioned himself.
"You didn't actually, kid, I blocked you," Tony said.
"Mr. Stark, listen, I really didn't mean to do this. I don't understand why this happened..."
Tony cut Peter off. “Okay kid, calm down. It’s because of what you were injected with, but you’re fine now and I know you’re not that kind of kid.”
Peter suddenly hugged Tony. Tony hugged him back. “Thank you,” Peter said.
"You're welcome Pete. I have only one request of you. Let the kid go and you live. Me, Pepper, May, Happy. We're all here for you and we'll continue to be here for you. Live knowing that, okay?"
Peter wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand, nodded, and hugged Tony again. It was hard to even see this happy boy cry.
“Okay, no crying, son. Have I ever shown you my race cars?”
"Cars? How many cars do you have, Tony."
“To tell you the truth, son, I never did .”
"Are you serious? Do you know the number of their houses?"
Tony nodded. “I don’t actually know how many houses I have owned since my favorite house was bombed and destroyed.”
“You know all the ingredients by heart to make a very strange armor, but you don’t know the car and its number?”
"You can't count when there are so many, Pete. Come on, let's count, I was wondering. Then should we go on vacation? In the car of your choice and to the place of your choice."
While the two heroes were talking back to their old selves, Tony would do his best to forget this day...