This is an alternate ending to when Felicity had the chance to die while her powers were being drained by her father.

My body felt nothing but pain as the serum was injected into me. I thought I could use my super strength to rip the needles out of me, but I couldn't.

I felt that spark of power drain from my body as Peter crashed through the window. The echoing of my father's laughter ringing in my ears.

I tried, and succeeded at escaping the needles, but all the serum was already in. I watched as my own father slammed that red button, sending white smoke into the container he trapped me in.

"Peter..." I stumbled to the glass, watching as Peter knocked my dad shitless. My father went limp in Peter's grasp, but I knew he didn't kill him. Peter was too caring to kill someone.

His head snapped over to me as I fell to my knees, coughing as I inhaled the smoke. "Felicity!" Peter yelled, running to the glass.

I slid down, falling onto my back as Peter cracked and broke the glass. But it was too late. He ripped off his mask, falling to his knees.

Tears fell down both of our faces as Peter lifted me into his lap, his hands cupping my face. I held his hand as he started to cry. "Felicity please. Don't close your eyes stay awake! Please stay awake... There is still time... I can get you to a hospital.." I shook my head, knowing it was far too late. I was dying as I tried my best to let out those four words, my voice cracking.

"Peter.. I l-." My eyes fluttered shut as my hand fell, Peter's screams of his heart shattering echoing in my ears.

My heart stopped, my mind blanking as I went completely limp.

[Peter's POV]

I could barely see Felicity's face through my tears. I rested my head on in the crook of her neck, sobbing uncontrollably as I rocked back and forth, feeling her body grew colder.

"Felicity please... Please wake up. I need you... I can't lose you too..." I stared at her through squinted eyes, hoping, begging that she would open her eyes.

But she didn't. She didn't open her eyes. Her heart Didn't start beating like I wished it would. There wasn't a flicker of electricity from her fingers.

She was dead. Because I was too late.

I wasn't fast enough to save her.

"I'm sorry, Felicity." I cried out. "I'm so sorry... this is all my fault..."

I heard sirens, and although I didn't want to leave, I had to. I gently placed Felicity down, climbing through the broken container, swinging up to the window I shattered.

I looked down at her body, tears running down my face. I put on my mask, watching as three officers found her and her father.

Felicity's dad woke up, immediately being arrested while the female officer squatted down next to Felicity.

"She's gone." The female said, turning to her coworkers.

My breath hitched before I swung out, inhaling sharply.

Felicity was gone.

And she will never come back.

How am I supposed to go on knowing it's my fault she's dead? It's my fault.

All my fault...