T.W- Blood.

Summary- The avengers need to get to Spiderman, with strict instructions to use any means of force necessary.

(Peter's P.O.V)

I knew i messed up, i should have told dad, or at least someone.

Now pain consumes every inch of my body, barely holding onto life as my mask is removed.

-6 hours earlier-

For quiet some time now, my family have been trying to find my identity.

Or well, trying to find out who Spiderman is, who just so happens to be me, their son and nephew.

They have been getting closer and closer to me each time i go out as Spiderman, also becoming more dangerous with every round we go.

Thankfully it's summer, meaning i can go patrolling more: but i also can't because then my family would get suspicious.

So, instead i go in the evening again like i always would.

-TIM SKIPAROO-

I put my suit on, locking the door and walking to the window, the skyline darkening.

I open the window and pull down my mask, ready to help people. I jump out and start swinging around looking for some crime to stop.

(Third Person P.O.V)

The avengers all get the notification from FRIDAY, 'Spiderman has been spotted in Queens'.

All of them meet in the common room, hard looks on all their faces, determination setting their looks into stone.

Steve walks into the middle of the group, his suit on, shield gripped tightly within his hands.

"This time we won't fail. This time we will get his identity, no matter what is takes" he says, voice stern and holding no room for argument, he looks around at all the team, making eye contact with each of them.

They all nod, holding weapons deadly in their grip, Tony powering up his repulsors, ready for a battle.

He just hopes Peter won't mind them leaving, he'll have to get FRI to tell him where they are going.

"Let's roll out team" Steve (Captain America at this time) says, walking with purpose to the elevator.

Everyone following in tow to get to the roof. If only they really knew what horrors and heartaches were about to occur, maybe then they wouldn't have gone.

(Peter's P.O.V)

My senses blare as i jump down into a alley, a man holding a gun tightly in his hand, a women pinned to the wall.

"Hey" I say casually, he turns whipping the gun from the women to me, good.

The women quickly turns away, running away, i silent sigh releases itself from my lips as i see her retreating form in the distance.

I am snapped back into reality when pain blossoms around my stomach, glancing down i see blood trickle from the wound.

Just as i am about to web the man up, my senses blur again and i see dad and everyone arrive.

The man sees this and takes off in a run.

I quickly web the bullet wound and start to run, trying and failing to dodge some arrows, knives and beams from the repulsors.

Pain soars through me but i ignore it, knowing i need to get away before they find out my identity.

I hear Uncle Steve shout "Spiderman. Stop and show us your identity, or we will have no choice to do this the hard way".

I know what the hard way means, but i also can't give them my identity, they would be so annoyed with me.

I just keep swinging, wincing when the wounds covering my body open a little. This is not good.

I start losing them, the only one left close is dad.

I shoot a web out, free falling. I see the web connect, but as i start swinging dad sends a beam, cutting through the web.

Things blur together as i fall through the air, trying to shoot a web but missing.

Pain explodes through my body as i land on a roof, cracks echoing around the shockingly quite streets.

I try to blink away the darkness that surrounds me, blood dripping from multiple cuts and burns on my body, breath leaving in small pants as my ribs crack with each breath.

Everyone arrives and dad steps forward, "Sorry Spiderman. But you gave us no choice" he says, in a genuinely sympathetic voice.

As he pulls of the mask, my protests only coming out in whimpers and cries as the pain radiates through me.

As soon as the mask is removed i hear everyone gasp, then everything falls to darkness.

(Tony's P.O.V)

Finally, we have Spiderman.

In all honesty i did feel bad, we didn't mean to hurt him this bad.

As i pull the mask off his face my whole world falls apart at the seams. I take a sharp intake of breath in as my sons bloody face meets mine, eyes closed and chest barely rising.

"No." I mumble brokenly to myself, this can't be happening.

I fall down beside him, pulling him into my chest and pressing my fingers into his neck.

I feel a heartbeat, just, and let out a cry.

Quickly looking up i see everyone looking at Peter, a broken look on all their faces, guilt eating away at their features.

"I'm so sorry baby. Please wake up, please bud i can't lose you. Please Petey, open those bambi eyes for me" I sob out, choking on my words.

I hurt my son, my child, the one that i was always meant to protect, be there for him.

But instead i might have killed him.

Natasha walks forward, tears in her eyes as she says, "We need to get him help Tony."

Her voice seems to wake the others from the frozen position.

I nod numbly, Peter still cradled in my arms.

I stand slowly lifting him with me, keeping him close to my chest. Strange steps forward and makes a portal, we all step through, Peter laying limp in my arms.

As soon as we step into the med bay, Peter is taken from my arms.

I desperately reach out for him, trying dejectedly to grab him and keep him close to me. But I feel Steve's tight grip on my shoulder, not letting me go.

Collapsing to the floor i cry out, everyone else joining me on the floor, silent tears falling down their face, compared to my heart broken sobs that escape from my mouth.

Bruce goes running past, going in to try to save our kid, our kid that we might have just killed.

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I run into the room as soon as Bruce gives us the all clear.

Peter is laying there, his chest rising and falling constantly.

His pale face makes the dark bruises stand out on his face, multiple bandages wrapped around his broken limbs.

I take his hand in mine, bringing it to my lips, "i'm so sorry Petey" I cry out.

I feel his hand twitch and look up, his eyes blink open and he gives me a lopsided grin.

Tears fall down my face as i smile back, "I'm so sorry Pete. I am so sorry" I repeat over and over.

He shakes his head lightly, "stop. Please. It's okay, i forgive you, i'm just sorry i didn't tell you" He replies, voice quite but firm.

Shaking my head lightly i kiss his hand and say "I love you Spiderbaby."

He smiles and shuts his eyes "I love you too irondad". I laugh lightly at the name, so proud of him and happy he is okay.

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