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Peter was exhausted. Aside from school, homework and keeping up with friends. For the last three days he has been fighting nonstop. There was always a robbery, random doctor or scientist who wanted him dead. Always a bad guy to fight.
And he was tired, like really tired.
But the city needed Spider-Man so it was all worth it he told himself. New York needed him….Right?
Well if it is true New York was sure damn demanding. From 3 Pm after school to all the way to 5 Am the next day before school every couple hours Peter was fighting, nine times out of ten it was for is life. Which was brutal.
He didn’t know if crime rate was up or what, but something was up.
He just didn’t know what yet.
Peter heard from Mr. stark that a couple of heroes where taking their retirement or quittin. And even more heroes are going on an a Avenger mission.
Leaving Peter in a few others in charge of taking care of the city while they’re gone.
So that means Mr. Stark is very busy, which means he can get away with going to a lot of missions.
It’s also included having to work with flash but thats a story for another day, but the very least those situations are a hassle.
So here he was, on a Wednesday afternoon, 2:57 to be specific. Trying not to fall asleep. It was the third day of this (fighting crime all day and night to immediately go home to change into his clothes and go straight to school). Ned was yapping his head of. Completely oblivious to the fact that Peter was about to fall asleep standing up.
MJ would have been there but she was out of town for a random uncle‘s funeral. Peter deep down was happy she was out of town, cause if she wasn’t she would’ve yelled his ear off on day two because she would’ve realized he was not sleeping.
Then finally the ring of the bell.
It startled Peter, finally waking him from whatever sleep deprived trance he was in. He mindlessly started walking home with Ned. Occasionally nodding and saying yes, no or maybe.
He walked with Ned a couple more blocks before making it so the street they part, said goodbye, then started going their own ways.
Peter walked a few blocks then finally made it to his home. He walked inside the building then sat down his bag on one of the stools. He was rummaging around his bag for a moment before finally finding his keys. He flipped through them then unlocked the door. He picked up his bag then started walking up the stairs.
Once he finally reached his apartment he opened the door and flew himself onto the couch.
Aunt May has been taking extra shifts lately so the apartment is completely empty other than him of course. He just continue to lay there for what felt like hours but was probably just minutes. What finally made him move was an alert on his watch.
Is was from Mr. stark.
Some Doctor villain guy was loose terrorizing the city, the same old same old.
Peter forced himself up and it to his suit. But before he left he chugged a energy drink. God knows he needs it because he almost fell out of the window trying to swing to the fight.
He was so exhausted it is really hard to keep up the friendly- neighborhood-Spider. Of course he still wanted to be nice, it was just really hard to keep being nice to the dumb civilians. You know the ones. The ones that ran straight in to danger for views or attention, or to be noticed by Spider-man. Sometimes the civilians were just as exhausting as the villains.
But he pushed his mind past that and on to the villain he is just about to fight. Mr.starks message says:
“ -Villain spotted on ___ Avenue ___ Queens-
-Data we collected-
— suspect Dr. Franklin Fields —
-55 years old
-no known weaknesses
-armed
-violent
-Highly dangerous
-escaped convict
-Has not killed yet
-Does not have hostages
demands
-Spider-Man-
Heros flash and Spider-Man will report.”
“Me? Oh great what do they want with me.” he question under his breath. But He didn’t have time to think.
Because He swung around the corner and there was Dr. franklin.
Mr.starks notes did not do her justice. She was fucking horrifying. She was long and slender with tubes all over her body injecting her with some sort of green liquid. Her skin was a pale white with blotches of mint green everywhere. Her hair long snow white hair that was slicked back behind her almost elf looking ears. She was wearing a doctor’s coat. And she was riding on top of a robot that was carrying her around, destroying things by throwing big blocks of cement at buildings.
Before he could even do anything Flash ran up to him looking quite bored.
“Oh good your here bug-boy, I did most of the work and cleared all of the stupid civilians out of the way. So you can do all the rest of it now” he spat out so fast that he barely understood him.
”Wait you can’t-!” but before he could protest Flash was gone. Peter groaned.
He started swinging to one of the shorter buildings next to the doctor. “Hey do you mind stop throwing cement!”
She turned around facing him with tired eyes. Which quickly started to glow literally and figuratively. she lit up with excitement seeing him. And her eyes started to glow green. It startled him, until he remembered that she requested for him.
He groaned again and strained up his posture to get ready for battle.
———
They fought for a good 20 minutes. She was good, but not a good as he was. She was cackling the whole time. Like an evil witch or something.
But he was tired which means he’s sloppy. And being sloppy means making mistakes, big mistakes.
Peter knocked her down grabbed her with his webs pulling on them slamming into her chest with his feet. But he stayed there to long and one of her tubes detached from her and slammed into his thigh. Injecting him with something.
Peter squeaked and immediately jumped back pulled the syringe out of his leg. But it was too late whatever was in that syringe was already injected into him.
He felt like he was gonna be sick. But fortunately he snapped back to reality just in time and tied her up
“Eww…. you better tell me that needle was clean!” Peter yelled in discussed and disbelief.
She stayed silent. She had this face like she couldn’t believe she just did that.
“Ok you’re going to stay silent? Fine stay quiet see if I care”
He sighed and turned around.
He picked up the syringe and put it in his bag for Mr. Stark to analyze later. He was about to leave when
“Wait!-” she yelled
He turned his hand back and looked at her with a expression that probably said ‘talk or I leave’
“Goodbye. Spider-man.” She said anonymously. Something about the way she said it gave him the creeps.
Then He started to walk away when she started laugh, this unsettling creepy laugh.
And he left her for the police.
But before he could call Mr. Stark he got another villain alert. He was thinking about skipping it, but then the villain came trudging around the corner attacking him. Forcing him to fight for another 10 minutes.
———
After finally beating that robber all on his own
(flash was supposed to help) he started heading his way towards Mr.stark.
He swings down to his front door and starts to bang on it. At this point he doesn’t even care if he’s being rude, he has more important things to worry about. Like if he is going to live.
He is let in by one of Mr.Starks robots. Then he starts running downstairs. Whatever drugs he was injected with was working or well they were doing something.
He is getting dizzy, his vision is blurry, his head hurts. He feels like he’s about to puke. Something is clearly wrong.
He stumbles down the stairs then falls down to the ground. Some rapper is blasting so Mr. stark can hear him. He weakly starts banging on the door in hopes to get Mr.starks attention.
Then finally after what felt like an eternity of banging he used what was left of his spider strength and breaks the glass.
Tony sighed thinking that one of the robot broke something.
“FRIDAY turn off the music” Tony sighed
He puts down his tools and turned around. And there was Peter barely conscious on the ground trying to scoot his way through the glass. He just stood there for a moment processing what happening.
“Hi Mr.stark..” Peter said weakly
Then Tony finally snapped back to reality. Tony immediately ran over to him holding him in his arms.
“Oh shit, kid. What did you do?!” Tony yelled as he started inspecting Peter.
He yelled at FRIDAY to get the med bay ready and picked him up hoisting him to the med Bay.
Peter was falling in and out of consciousness. He remembered Tony yelling a couple orders at FRIDAY then he blacked out.
———
He woke up a little bit later to find he was on a med bay bed. And Tony was sitting beside him with his light stitching up his arm. He groaned from the discomfort and the brightness of the light.
Tony looked up him acknowledging him then looked back down.
“Good morning kid you’re finally awake.” He finished the stitch then stat up looking at Peter. He leaned back crossing his arms then finally asked the question “What in the actual hell happened Peter?”
He lifted his head slightly before dropping it in exhaustion
“I don’t remember…” he said sleepily
“Well can you at least try?” Tony said blankly
“I guess so. Well I was a school-”
Tony nodded “then I got home… And I got an alert from you!”
Tony looked at him with an expression that said
‘go on, I’m listening’
“Then I went to fight the bad guy! I think her name was
Dr. Meadow? Dr. Feelings? Dr. Frankie? I don’t remember.”
“Dr. Franklin Fields?”
“Yes! that’s her name! You know her?” Peter asked
“Yeah we used to be coworkers, back when my dad was alive” Tony said bluntly
“Oh- my conscience?” Peter said. He had no clue what to say to that.
“Nah it’s ok, barely knew her” he brush off
“Anyway, kid what were you doing?” Tony question.
“Oh right!”
“So i swung around the corner, and there was a flash, stupid flash.. He Left me to fight this villain on my own! Anyway.
So we were fighting and-” Peter pause. He remembered. He started to sit up.
“No kid wait your not fully healed!-” Tony protested. But it didn’t matter he wasn’t listening. Peter sat up and pulled up his pant leg. And there it was, the needle mark.
It was red and puffy from being slammed into his thigh. Now that he acknowledge It hurt like shit.
“Crap that hurts…”
“Kid what the fuck is that.” Tony said astonished.
Peter was looking for his bag, then he saw it
“Give my bag and I’ll tell you.
Because honestly, I don’t know what it is either” Peter said
“That doesn’t make me feel any better about this situation” Tony admitted
Tony picked up the bag and started going through it. Then he found it, the needle Peter kept. “Holy shit kid is this drugs?! Are you going drugs?!” Tony yelled
“No! I’m mean- yes? Not on purpose!” Peter defended
The only thing in his mind right now is ‘Oh my god dad is so pissed!’
“just let me explain myself! Doctor Fields or whatever injected me with that! That’s why I came to you!” Peter cried
“Fine I believe you. But I’m still going to analyze this, and you. To make sure you aren’t dying!”
“Please do, I don’t wanna die!” Peter said with only a little bit of sarcasm.
“Don’t sarcasm me” Tony said bluntly
“I’m not sarcasm’ing you!” Peter defended
“Don’t argue. I’m going to test this syringe and your blood to see what you were injected with, and see if you’re going to die.
Stay here. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back” Tony demanded
“Thanks dad!” Peter said as he left
And Tony was gone. It was just him, himself and FRIDAY the robot
“Umm..? You like jass?” Peter asked.
“I’m leaving. ” FRIDAY said in her flat voice.
“Wait no please don’t leave!-” and she was gone.
Now he was alone.
He fell back down on the bed.
A little later he finally saw that Mr. Stark put him in pajamas that said
’spider son of the best iron dad ever’
“ ”Spider-Son of the best Iron-Dad ever” What the hell..?”
Peter said right as Tony walked in he is wearing a shirt that said
‘Iron-Dad of the best Spider-Son’
“I see you found out your new present. You’re welcome.” Tony said
“I’m keeping theses”
“I’m pretty sure that’s the point of a present kid” Tony said
“Oh. Well thank you. What did the test say?” Peter asked
“Oh right that. I got the tests on you back. But what is in that syringe the test needs at least one day to finish. So you are going to stay the night here for me to monitor you.” Tony explained
“But what I found in your tests was you are extremely exhausted. Low on nutrients and water. So something tells me you haven’t been sleeping for the last couple days.”
“Look I can explain!-” Tony cuts him off
“We’ll talk about that later Peter we’re gonna talk about this. I’ll yell your ear off about that later.” Tony told him making it very clear that they are going to have a conversation about that later.
“Anyway, you have a couple fractured ribs, a concussion, bruised lungs. And you needed about 20 stitches for various cuts around your body, but nothing in your spider healing can’t handle. You’ve recovered from worse.” Peter sighed in relief
”You’ll be fine on the side of you being you.
Once we figure out what was drug is we will be able to search for it to see what effect it has on you”
Tony explained
“Ok kid, I’m going to let you get rest. I’ll be back in a hour or two to bring you food. Call me if need something kid. You need sleep For all we know for spider healing relies on food sleep and water, and your charts say you have not been do any of that. So here”
Tony throws him a water bottle
“Ok good night kid love you don’t have a seizure and die” Tony starts to walk to his workshop
“Wait I can have a seizure!? Dad!” Peter cried.
“Love you kid, byeee~” Tony yelled. Then he closed the door.
Peter is alone again. Well there is FRIDAY.
“Hey FRIDAY~” Peter said cheekily
“Yes Peter” she responded
“Wanna get my suit and Web shooters?~”
“I’m telling Mr.stark”
“WAIT NO IM SORRY! IT WAS A JOKE I SWEAR! PLEASE DONT TELL HIM!!”