Secret War

"I'm going to start the third part of your personal film."
Tom says to Spider-Man himself at a meeting a month later.

"Really?!then I guess I will meet some villain soon." Peter froze for a few seconds and continued to tease Tessa. "I hope it won't be a big trouble."

"I guess it maybe a little difficult..."

"What? You already know the plot?" Peter turned his head to look at Tom.

"That's not true. Marvel always changes the script the next morning, or takes out the real script. I just know that the people who acted with me are Brie and Bene—" Tom said the two names. Only later realized that I had missed the word.

"Who are they? Movie stars?" Peter says as he take out his smartphone and prepares to search.

"Wait, wait wait! Don't ……" Tom try to stop him.

"It won't be bad to search...Wait, you say spoiler?" This time Peter stands up and walk over to Tom to look at him.

"Are they someone I know——people I know in the world?"

"..." Tom covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes full of chagrin.

You are no different from admitting... Peter try to swallow the words that had reached the tip of his tongue into his stomach.

Because Tom stared straight at him.

 "So, about that crystal, you didn't make a deal with some supernatural being, did you?" Tom frowned, grabbing Peter's wrist and looking him in the eye.  His eyes were sharp and hard, and there was no room for manoeuvre in his voice.

 This was the first time Peter saw the other side of this man, and he suddenly realized that this man with the same face as him actually had six years more life experience than him.
 If it was him, how serious did he have to show that hard expression?  He swallowed, trying to ignore the illusion he had created—a spider sensation throbbing under his skull.
 "No, no. Why do you ask that?"

 "Really do not have?"

 "Tom, I'm not going to lie to you. And wouldn't I tell you if I were a screenwriter?"

 The man pondered, nodded at last, his eyes turned into soft honey again, and his grip on the boy was released, the pressure that Peter felt was gone from him.

 "So what's the deal with that?" Peter asked suspiciously.

 "Um...let's pretend nothing happened. I don't want to make you nervous."

 "Tom." Peter looked at the man angrily.  "You can't hide every bad thing from me."

 Tom was silent, his brown eyes looking away.

“ Just give me some time,Peter. I do gets some news about the new movie but I need to check are they real or not.”

“And I promise I will tell you when I know them.”

“I won’t cheat you anymore.”

Peter says nothing but gives Tom a hug.

One week later, Tom, who had finishes his working that day, returns to his RV with some emotion , then find Peter lying on his bed.
"Hey Tom ！！"

"P,Peter?!Why are you here?!"

"What's the matter? Didn't I just come here yesterday? Don't worry, I am wearing the invisible suit, and the curtains are closed. No one will find me." Peter fell back and slumped on the bed casually.

"You are too easily frightened." Spider-Man lay on the bed for a while, but no one sitting next to him. He raises his head and find Tom still standing there and playing his fingers anxiously.

"What's wrong bro ? Is it because I didn't notify you? If so, I apologize to you—I'm sorry, Tom." He gets up and walks to Tom, holding his hand.

"T, Tom?" The older man still ignored him, and Peter panicked a little, begin to shake the hand that he holding.
Tom Holland looked at him now.

"Can you...can your crystal take us to a place where no one is there, such as the Sahara Desert?"

"Uh, I haven't tried it yet, why you want to go to the Sahara——"

"Try it now."

"Okay, okay..."

Peter is confusing, but he starts:he closes his empty left hand then open it.
A small lilac transparent diamond-shaped object floated on his palm.

"Close your eyes, thinking about where you are going, then grab it." Spider-Man said.

When they opened their eyes again, the scenery in front of them was still familiar.

"It seems like we can’t do this ." Peter was a little disappointed, then he looked at Tom again. "Can't we just be here?"

Tom nods and starts talking.

"Ok,……Uh，Have you asked Doctor Strange why you get this blue crystal?"

"Nope, I don't want to tell him, He may takes it away from me."Peter shrugs.”Don’t you have something you want to tell me?"

"……I have no idea."

"?"

"I can’t decide whether I should tell you."

"Is it something to do with me? But you..."

The boy bit his lip. "What about you? Do you want to tell me?"

"I... personally, I want to tell you, Peter." Tom's wandering eyes finally stopped.

"Tell me then."

"...Are you sure? Once I tell you, you can never..." don't know" anymore. "Tom says unwilling.

Peter frowned and sits down across from Tom.
Looking at each other, Peter suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Peter, then I need you... No, I beg you. Please try to keep yourself calm after hearing the news I will tell you next." Tom held Peter's hands. "can you do it?"

"I will try my best to calm down."

Peter looked at those eyes that were exactly the same as his own,then take a deep breath.

"I got some new plots , this morning..."

Not the spider sense , it’s just a cold on his back neck.

Peter Parker looks at the man who has same face as him ,the latter says:
"The plot is about your aunt's death."

What?

Wait...

What’s Tom talking about ?

"Wh,What did you just say?"

The man repeated it again.

"This 's not funny."
He wants to laugh, but the muscles on his face gets out of his control.

“I’m sorry,Peter.”

"You made a joke too much, Tom."

The man looked at him silently.
"This is what you guys used to deceive the audience, right? This must be a fake script..." The boy stands up.
The hands holding him begins to tremble.

It must be a lie.

"Tell me this is a fake plot."
Peter grabbed those hands tightly.

Screw you,I don't believe it.
"Tell me this is not real."

How can they do this to May?!How?!!
"Tell me this is a fake plot!!"

"hiss--"
Perhaps because of the painful expression on Tom's face, or perhaps because Tom reached out his hand to cover his mouth, Peter Parker escaped from his anger.

"I—I'm sorry! Your hand—I, I don’t mean it!"
Tom doesn’t reply, he frowned and held his hand while breathing heavily.

"I, I, I... spray! yes I got healing spray!"

The fingertips of the battle clothes sprayed out a green thing.

"I'm really really sorry! I was too angry to control myself, Tom, please forgive me Tom—"

Because Tom stared straight at him.

 "So, about that crystal, you didn't make a deal with some supernatural being, did you?" Tom frowned, grabbing Peter's wrist and looking him in the eye.  His eyes were sharp and hard, and there was no room for manoeuvre in his voice.

 This was the first time Peter saw the other side of this man, and he suddenly realized that this man with the same face as him actually had six years more life experience than him.
 If it was him, how serious did he have to show that hard expression?  He swallowed, trying to ignore the illusion he had created—a spider sensation throbbing under his skull.
 "No, no. Why do you ask that?"

 "Really do not have?"

 "Tom, I'm not going to lie to you. And wouldn't I tell you if I were a screenwriter?"

 The man pondered, nodded at last, his eyes turned into soft honey again, and his grip on the boy was released, the pressure that Peter felt was gone from him.

 "So what's the deal with that?" Peter asked suspiciously.

 "Um...let's pretend nothing happened. I don't want to make you nervous."

 "Tom." Peter looked at the man angrily.  "You can't hide every bad thing from me."

 Tom was silent, his brown eyes looking away.

"Of course I know you didn't mean it, Peter, It’s not your fault, you don't have to apologize." Tom takes a deep breath and shaking his left hand.

Unexpectedly, the first time I felt the strength of Spider-Man came through this way, it hurts too much. He thought.

"Is your hand okay? Is there anything broken? I'll get you some ice water..." Peter got up in a panic, but was caught by Tom.

"There is no fracture, but now that you calm down, just keep listen to me."

"But--"

"I secretly take some pictures of the script and I’ll sent them to you right now . It should be a few months before it happen. We got time to save your aunt. If there is any change in the plot, I will tell you again. Maybe you need visit and me frequently."
Tom gives an encouraging smile. "It's okay Peter, nothing to be afraid of after you get the script."

"Thank you, Thank you Tom." Peter wiped the tears from his eyes and hug Tom very very tightly.

After that, Peter starts traveling through the worlds more frequently than before , at least Ten times in one week, and even several times a day. But two weeks has passed, the script has not changed.

"At least you can prepare a countermeasure based on the script." Tom comforted.

"You are right, there is plenty of time, and I already prepare several plans." Peter nod and then hold the diamond-shaped crystal. "I'll see you again on Wednesday."

Wednesday arrived, but Peter didn't show up all day. Tom waited for one night and when the date changes to Thursday, he still doesn't see Peter .

The next Wednesday, the movie has already filmed the appearance of the villain.
Peter Parker still doesn’t appear.

Until Sunday.

When Tom finished filming that day, in his Spider-Man suit and returns to his RV. When he opens the door, he finds that the curtains all pulled down , a man sits on his bed.

"Peter?!"

"Why don't you turn on the light? You haven't contacted me for so long, what happened?"
Seeing the worried person again, Tom almost threw himself in front of him with his hands and feet.

"Are you okay? Why——”
Tom stunned suddenly, he smelled dirt from the boy's body.

"May is dead.”
The boy said lightly.