this one's um... hehe you'll see. Also, there's a lotta IW references in this one.

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Peter was a little done with life. Scratch that. He was a lot done with life. Okay, that didn't really make any sense but you know what I mean. He was walking towards the school with a bad feeling. He knew something was going to happen, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly where it was coming from. He tried to push it away as he walked up to his locker and caught up with Ned. They talked about the new Avengers Compound LEGO Set when Flash came up and said his usual taunts before they all walked into their first period. Pretty much all of his decathlon team was in his first period English class.

They were in the middle of reviewing their homework, when the buzzing turned more intense. His hearing picked up the rustling of a gun in someone's pocket. No. Multiple people's pockets. What is going on? Shit. Then the PA system turned on and 'not so calmly' told us to start a lockdown procedure. Flash and his group of friends kept muttering about how it was just a drill but Peter knew better. He knew what was happening, but not why or more importantly, when.

As the time went by, Peter started to grow more and more anxious. Ned noticed.

"Hey, Pete," Ned started, "you good?"

"Yea, I'm fine." Peter said a little too quickly.

Ned nodded his head and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder while still remaining cautious. If his friend who just so happened to be Spider-Man was acting out, then something was up. Maybe it wasn't just a drill.

Suddenly an armed gunman busted through the door. Peter's breath hitched. It's happening, oh my god, they're here for Spider-Man, they know who I am, I'm going to die, and everyone's gonna know I'm Spider-Man and-

"Peter!" Ned muttered under his breath, knowing Peter could still hear him. That snapped Peter out of his thoughts. He focused back to the man with the gun.

"Everyone here, go to the gym or I'll shoot you." He said in a raspy voice.

Peter shuddered. Not because he was scared for himself, but because he was terrified for his friends, his decathlon team, and his classmates.

They all got into a line and slowly made their way to the gym. People were standing in groups across the gym. There are only sophomores here... That's my grade... Peter thought.

Suddenly a tall burly looking man walked into the middle of the gym holding an automatic rifle.

"We know Stark's intern is here." He shouted menacingly.

Peter held his breath. At least they aren't here for Spider-Man... Maybe there's a way to take them down without using his powers... He had learned a lot of hand-to-hand combat from Aunt Nat. If he used his strength and spidey-sense it would be easy to take them down. He slowly moved to the back to where one of the men were guarding their group. He punched him in the back of his head, knocking him out, and grabbed him before he could hit the ground. Peter slowly set him down, going unnoticed, and raided him for his weapons. He found a dagger and a gun. He put the knife and gun up his sleeves and carefully made it back to where he was before with Ned. Ned glanced over at him confused, and Peter just shook his head indicating for him to not ask.

Suddenly one of them grabbed Flash and a put a knife to his throat.
The same man from before continued to speak.
"If you don't step forward now, he dies."
Well shit, should I just let him die? Like it's just Flash he sucks anyways...

Suddenly Flash shouted, "I know where he is!" The man nodded for him to continue.
"I'll tell you, if you let me go!"

Peter groaned.

"Are you serious, Flash?" Peter stepped forward wearing a Stark Industries t-shirt. "Why you gotta do me like that?" Peter continued, letting the gun and knife fall out of his sleeve and into his hands. By then, multiple people already started recording.

Suddenly the man holding Flash let him go and lunged for him. Peter side stepped, grabbed his arm, and flipped him over. The whole room gasped. Another man with an eyepatch reeled his hand back to punch him in the face and was instead met with an unfortunate demise. Peter had blocked his punch and started to bend his hand backwards whilst a sickening crack was heard. His spidey-sense picked up danger that was advancing behind him, so he stuck his arm out and shot his gun at it. He then punched Eyepatch in the face knocking him out. In his peripheral vision, Peter caught sight of two other men running towards him in the distance. Peter aimed his gun towards them and shot them down. He had shot down a few more people before running out of bullets. There were still a lot more of them left. Peter was covered in blood, (that wasn't his own), feeling a sudden rush of adrenaline, he turned towards the rest of the attackers. He stared them down with a menacing look on his face. He suddenly jumped up inhumanly high and drew his hand back. He slammed it down hard on the man's face and punched them again across his face. He turned to another man next to him and stabbed him in the abdomen while kicking another woman behind him taking both of them out.

Peter, with enough rage to take down a whole army of Chitauri aliens, turned around to punch another but was instead met to a hand on his throat. He was held midair forcing Peter to start to choke. His vision whitened and all he could think about was the safety of his classmates as he began to black out. Everyone started to scream and shout and cry, worried for Peter. Ned was sobbing and MJ had an expression of pure shock written on her face. Even Flash was somewhat concerned.

Oh my god, oh my god, I'm going to die and then everyone else is going to die and its going to be all my fault.

I-I can't let that happen.

With a newfound determination, Peter wheezed out, "Hey, d-did y'all know," wheeze "th-that when you say 'forward' or 'back' your lips move in that d-direction?" The hand on Peter's throat started to loosen as the man attempting to kill him started to sound out those words to test out Peter's theory. Peter took the opportunity to kick him in the stomach resulting in the man dropping him and Peter giving him an uppercut across his jaw. Aimed at another man, Peter jumped in the air doing a flip while using both of his legs to kick him in the chest, knocking the air out of him. That seemed to be the last of them. Boy, was he wrong.

Peter turned around to see the same tall burly looking man from before walking towards him. He was holding a weapon that oddly looked like it was one of Vulture's weapons.

"I've been watching you, boy," Evil Thor, as Peter had dubbed him, seemed to smile. "You took down my lousy team, but you won't beat me."

"We'll see about that." Peter smirked, holding onto a small glimmer of hope.

E.T. (formerly known as Evil Thor), grabbed Peter's hair pulling him forward, and then punched him in the face with an overwhelming amount of force. As Peter laid there on the floor, he looked up to see E.T. aiming the gun at him. A purple beam was blast at him and Peter dodged in the nick of time. Peter then jumped in the air and did a roundhouse kick to his face, containing E.T. for a second giving Peter time to punch him in the face again. Evil Thor grabbed Peter's foot sending Peter into a spin in the air. Peter landed on the floor with a thud and opened his eyes to see E.T. aiming for another punch. Peter put his arms up as an attempt to block the insanely strong punches to his face. He was able to block the first punch but after a while, Peter became to exhausted to keep it up as punch after punch after punch landed on him. Suddenly, the punching stopped as Evil Thor grabbed Peter's jaw and threw his whole body across the room.

Peter's entire year knew Peter was losing, and they didn't know what to do. The ones who were recording were shaking the camera while stifling their sobs. All of them too engrossed in the scene playing out to notice Ned dialing Tony Stark.

Peter turned over and groaned, it was a struggle to open his eyes and when he did black spots clouded his vision. Evil Thor's laugh began to resonate through Peter's ears. Peter started to stand up as his vision cleared. E.T. had walked over to Peter by then and decided to punch him across Peter's face again. E.T. aimed for another punch, but Peter had put his arms up in a cross as a blockade. Evil Thor pushed his hand from Peter's grip. Peter went to punch him with his left hand, but failed when E.T. blocked the punch yet again. Peter, exhausted, his hand still in the grip of Evil Thor, grabbed a knife that was left on the ground and went to stab Evil Thor in the stomach. Peter's plan seemed to backfire since Evil Thor easily grabbed the knife from his hands and plunged the knife into Peter's abdomen.

Peter let out a choked sob as E.T. pushed Pete backwards and drove the knife further into Peter's stomach. Peter had tears streaming down his face. He was beaten and bruised and now stabbed. There was no hope. No help. No one. No one could do anything. He was going to die. Evil Thor set him down and put a hand on Peter's head.

His eyes seemed to show pity as he said, "You have my respect, Parker." He then exerted extra force onto Peter's head making the gymnasium floor crack underneath him.

Evil Thor stood up, "I hope they remember you." he said with a knowing smile. He knew I was Spider-Man this whole time. He knew and he just wanted to mess with me and my feelings. That bastard.

"YOU BASTARD!" Peter screamed as the man smirked. Peter winced and let out a wheeze. This is the end, and he didn't even get to say goodbye to Aunt May or Tony. What about Ned? He'll get picked on by Flash again and I won't be there to take the hits.

As the scene played out, no one dared to go near the two, scared for their lives.

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Tony was sitting at home munching on some avocado toast recipe he had made himself. Tony spit it out and recoiled in disgust. Shit the avocado went bad. He had seen it all over Instagram and wanted to relate to whatever teenage things Peter did. He smiled at the thought of Peter, his son. Suddenly Friday's voice echoed throughout the room.

"Sir, there seems to be a situation at Peter's school." Tony looked up in worry. Great timing, he thought.

"What? Explain."

"Multiple armed men have intruded the school, and took Peter's year as hostages."

Tony's eyes widened as he called his suit. The face plate had formed right when he got a call from Peter's friend, Ted. He picked up the call as he flew out the window towards the school.

"Mr. Stark? Oh my god." Ted whispered.

"Ted, is Peter okay? What's happening? Do you know why they're there?"

"They were looking for your personal intern, which so happens to be Peter. I don't think they know he's Spider-Ma-"

Ned was cut off by Tony's laugh.

"Well that's so ironic, isn't it? Wait! IRONic!" Tony laughed even more.

"Mr. Stark! This is serious, Peter took out the whole team with hand-to-hand combat, where'd he learn that from by the way? It was so badass, oh my god, like he was like blam, pew pew-"

"Ted."

"It's Ned."

"Oh no, Mr. Stark. This man is literally beating Peter up. I thought Peter had super strength or something like that I mean he is Spider-Ma-"

"Friday, what's my ETA?" Tony interrupted.

"Four minutes, sir."

"Ned, tell me what's happening. Who is beating Peter up?"

"Well, he's kinda tall, burly-looking-"

"Like an evil Thor." Tony interrupted again.

"Yea. Anyways, you need to come like NOW the guy has a weapon that looks like one of Vulture's."

The school started to come into view as Tony ended the call.

Friday showed thermal scans that led him to the side of the building. Tony crashed through the wall and saw a man standing over Peter. Without thinking, Tony incinerated the man with his blasters. He turned over to Peter, who had a knife protruding out of his stomach. Oh god.

"Friday, scan Peter for injuries."

As Friday started to list off injury after injury after injury after injury Tony started to tear up. What am I going to do with this kid. Tony let his faceplate down, showing everyone the distraught look and the tears streaming down on his face.

"Kid, kid, stay awake okay?" Tony said as he watched Peter's eyes start to close.

"Dad?" Peter replied, with a mix of hurt and hope in his voice.

The whole room let out a collective gasp. Tony Stark his Peter's father?

"Yea, kid, it's me." Peter let out a sob. "It's me, I'm so sorry I didn't come sooner. I'm so sorry."

Tony stepped out of his suit, as he went to embrace Peter.

"I don't wanna go, Dad, please, please."

Everyone started to sob louder at this point. The whole room was in tears as Ned and MJ stayed frozen in shock at this point, unable to move, unable to talk, unable to cry. Nobody wanted nerdy little Peter Parker to die. Though, he suddenly wasn't very nerdy to them anymore.

"No. No. You're alright, you're fine Peter. You'll be fine." Tony said more as a way to reassure himself rather than Peter.

"Pete, you can't die on me. You just can't. I need you. I need to make sure you're fine with me taking you to the Med Bay at the compound."

A pause.

"By air."

Peter timidly nodded a little unsure and Tony went back into his suit and picked up Peter into his arms. Tony put all power on his thrusters in hopes of making it on time. By then, he could see police squad cars forming outside. As if they took their time to come. Someone must have paid them. I'm going to sue those corrupt pieces of shit.

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Peter woke up again a week later, his wounds completely healed. Tony was there by his side the whole time. Never leaving and never sleeping. No one dared to tell him otherwise. The Avengers visited on a daily basis, and Dr. Banner came and went multiple times a day for diagnostics.

"Mr. Stark?"

"Kid. Oh my god, you're awake!

"BRUCE! BRUCE! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE, PETEY BOY IS AWAKE GODDAMNIT."

Peter chuckled, "Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark, it's fine, see?"

"I'm fine."

That was literally 2602 words. Like the fuck. I can't- what. Sorry it took a while for it to come out. I wrote like half of it and then got lazy and gave up and then the next day I responsible finished like the great author that I am.

Ha ha ha

Yea.

Also, thank you SOOO FREAKING MUCH FOR A 100 READS WHAT THE FUCK IM SO HAPPY Y'ALL ARE GREAT I LOVE THIS FANDOM. Next one shot is gonna be hella weird so prepare yourselves.

Also, the first person to guess where I got the inspo for Peter and Evil Thor's fight gets a one-shot of their choice and a chapter dedicated to them. So comment here:

Bonus:

"Hey, hey, you were calling me Dad a week ago what the hell!?!" Tony exclaimed.

"Well I'm sorry, Dad." Peter said with an overwhelming amount of sass in his voice.