"Peter."
The voice rang through Peter's ears, and he turned to look at his mentor.
"Mr. Stark?"
His heart stopped. Mr. Stark was beginning to turn to dust.
He ran over as fast as he could, kneeling down in front of him. He quickly grabbed Mr. Stark's hand, not wanting to let go of it.
"What is happening?"
"Everything will be okay," his mentor said.
"Don't go. Please don't go!"
"Peter, it's alright. I'll be okay, kid."
With that, Mr. Stark disappeared from sight. His hands fell to the ground.
"No. No, no, no no no."
Tears streamed down his face as it hit him. His idol, his mentor, the person who always supported him was gone.
"Please. Please. Mr. Stark? MR. STARK? TONY? TONY PLEASE COME BACK!"
He began to yell 'Tony' over and over again, sobs racking his body.
He had lost him. He had told himself over and over again to not get attached. That it would only end in pain. But he didn't listen and look where he is now. In the middle of space. With no clue how to get home. How to get back to May, Ned, Happy. Or if they'll even be there if he does.
He felt a weight on his shoulder, and he quickly turned around and stopped yelling, only to see it was a hand. Belonging to a woman with blue skin who looked to be part human and part robot. Peter didn't know her name. She had shown up in the middle of the battle with Thanos. Her face was emotionless.
"He's not coming back," she said. "Just like my sister isn't."
"I'm sorry," he said, his voice sounding raw.
"Me too."
They both remained silent, not knowing what to say or do. Everyone else that had been there: Doctor Strange, the other Peter, Drax, Mantis... Mr. Stark. They were all gone, turned into dust.
No warnings, no goodbyes. Just like that.
"We can take Quill's ship and get you back to Earth," the woman said, breaking the silence.
Peter didn't respond and instead stared at the ground in front of him. He didn't want to look away, and a part of him wanted to stay here, thinking that Tony would be back any second.
"I'm Nebula," she said, though Peter still didn't say anything. "What's your name?"
He continued to stare and after a few minutes, reality began to set in.
Mr. Stark wasn't coming back and most likely never would.
And the last thing that his mentor would want him to do is to sit here on an alien planet moping.
So he stood up and finally broke his gaze from the ground, turning towards Nebula, and began to speak.
"I'm Peter."
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Welcome to Kid!
I know this is extremely short but I needed to set things up with a little introduction before getting into the story.
I've been wanting to write a Peter fanfic SO badly and this idea pulled me in. It's a sort of 'what if' kind of situation that I've never seen done.
What if Tony was snapped away and Peter wasn't?
A few important things before the first official chapter:
I don't own the characters I only own the plot and my OCs
This is also posted on my AO3 (marvelousmal) if you'd prefer to read there
THIS FANFIC IS RATED MATURE!
IT INCLUDES STRONG LANGUAGE, DEATH, DEPRESSION, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, SEXUAL ASSAULT, AND MORE TRIGGERING TOPICS. IF ANY OF THESE WILL TRIGGER YOU PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE READING. YOUR MENTAL HEALTH IS WAY MORE IMPORTANT THAN A STORY. THIS IS MY ONE WARNING BESIDES ME RATING THIS MATURE.
I'm so excited to write this story and really delve into it.
I hope you enjoy :)
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kid
Fanfiction"I'm not a damn kid anymore!" Peter Parker had lost many people to the snap. His best friend, Ned. Happy. And his mentor, Tony. Now five years later, everyone who was gone had returned. But he was no longer the sixteen-year-old kid that they had kno...
