Spiderson/Irondad & Avengers One Shots

Hopes and Fears...

Song of the Chapter.... Love Is Gone by Slander ft. Dylan Matthew

Warning!!! May cause triggers... Mentions of drug abuse and alcoholism shortly.. Take caution when reading!!!

Numb. That was the feeling. A dull ache in his chest and a cross-faded mind. The pills and alcohol made for a great mixture to escape the world and he engulfed the high as an old friend. It was the only way out and though he hated himself after, he couldn't stop feeding the addiction; he didn't want to. It's been 2 years. Two awful, miserable, and insufferable years. The events of that night remained fresh in his mind and it was something he couldn't get rid of. It played over and over in his mind, non-stop on repeat. His dreams weren't peaceful anymore and most nights were spent awake. Tomorrow would be the anniversary and he knew he'd be alone. What family did he have left? No one would be there to comfort and hold him. He was alone in this world and he was numb.

"Breaking News; Spiderman is currently fighting Kingpin-"

Everything happened so fast and he wasn't sure how long he would be able to hold on. The world seemed to spin, but he wouldn't give up and forced himself to focus. Doc Ock and the Punisher were seen coming from the building currently in view. He knew he was doomed; what could he possibly do? He could hear shouting and noises around him.

"The Avengers have arrived on the scene, but Spiderman seems to be-"

They were here. He needed to leave and quickly. He was spacing out and the world was spinning faster. He took off to the best of his ability, leaving as the team was distracted with Doc Ock's robots and the other criminals. He managed to get out of the vicinity before he was detected, but he knew he couldn't get any further. He managed to land in an abandoned church and pulled his suit off, hiding under a tarp he found.

"Has anyone seen Spiderman?"

&&&&&&&& Um, hi?? Trying something new..? &&&&&&&&&

Though he was numb, it didn't stop his senses from waking him and alerting him of two people arriving. He didn't feel threatened, but he also didn't feel at ease. When he looked up, he saw... darkness....? No.... A bright light...? Both...? No, that didn't make sense.... He felt his tingles get stronger and though he wasn't sure what he was seeing, he braced himself; too weak to fight off anyone at the moment. He felt hands touch him and suddenly his mind was showing that fateful night...

"Yes, Peter. I promise I'll be there-"

"Hand over the purse and phone lady."

"Aunt May, what's-"

"Don't worry Peter, I'll-"

"I said to hand over the purse and phone, lady!"

Spiderman arrived on the scene too late and heartbreaking cries left his mouth.

"Help! S-Somebody help!"

"There's nothing we can do, I'm-I'm so sorry, son."

The scene switched to a crying Peter being held by Tony, being told everything was okay. He saw the Avengers embracing him and he wasn't alone. At an alarming rate, the scenery began to turn dark and cold. A scream left a female's mouth and Peter felt dizzy as he added more distance. He looked at the two figures before him and was in a defense pose, a very wobbly defense pose, may I add.