When Happy arrived at my location, I was still on edge. I thought I knew what I was doing, where I was heading. But I was wrong. I fell into Mysterio's, or Beck's trap, making him appear to be this angel who could be worthy of the hero mantle, when he was using me, and EDITH for his grand scheme. And I played into his hands. I'm supposed to be an Avenger, like my sister, or my uncles. I'm just a kid. But I can still fix this. I remembered what Wanda told me, "During the darkest hours are when heroes truly rise. You'll know, trust me." This felt like it.

I was still on edge from Beck's illusion technology, because it felt so real, and I couldn't tell if it really was Happy in this random tulip field, or if it was Beck, waiting to finally kill me. Every ounce of me hurt, it felt like I was hit by a train. Then again, I was. I limped towards Happy, still uneasy but the pained expression on Happy meant that this was real. This, was reality.

Yet it wasn't enough reinsurance for me The jet door opened and folded into a stairway that Happy climbed down quickly. "Happy is that you?" I asked not really knowing.

"Of course it's me," He replied and started coming towards me, obviously worried, and rightfully so. "Stop!" I screamed at him, making the man fall short in his attempt to get me. "Tell me only one thing you would know." I demanded.

Stopping in my tracks as well. Happy hesitated for a moment thinking and answered quickly. "Do you remember when we went to Germany? And you rented a movie to your room? And it didn't say what it was-" I stopped listening I knew it was Happy then.

"Stop." I said waving my hand towards the man I limped faster than I had the whole journey from the town. I was almost there. I was almost safe. I approached Happy and hugged him, I knew Happy was shocked, but I just couldn't help it. Someone I could trust had come,

Someone I could rely on had come for me. Relief had flooded throughout my body, getting rid of the pain even for a moment. I was ecstatic that Happy was here. I wanted Happy to take me home. But I knew he couldn't.

Mysterio was now targeting my friends and i had no idea where they were or how to get to them. But I knew I had to fix my mistakes, I couldn't let Mysterio do this and then when a real threat comes I will just fade away, and leave it to the remaining Avengers to stop it.

I'm an Avenger, and my mission was to stop Beck, no matter what.

Happy guided me back to the jet and let it hover over the field as he started to patch me up. He began to talk to me, I don't know if it was to distract me from the pain or to take my mind off the giant problems that lay ahead of us. I'm so mad at myself, because once again, I trusted a bad guy. Maybe Beck was right, I am extremely naive, I shouldn't be a hero. Ever since Thanos's final defeat, and the loss of Tony, the remaining Avengers have been keeping quiet tabs.

I groaned, "Ouch. "

"I thought you had super strength?" He asked.

"It still hurts."

I couldn't take it anymore I tried relaxing but it was difficult, "Hey relax Pete."

"Almost done just a few more-"

"Oh my god Happy."

I then stood up, "Relax."

I turned to face him, "Don't tell me to relax Happy! How can I relax when I messed up so bad?!" I yelled.

"I trusted Beck! Alright I thought he was my friend, so I gave him the only thing Mr. Stark left behind for me and now he's going to kill my friends and half of Europe so please do not tell me to relax! The Avengers aren't here, I'm all that's left!"

I instantly felt guilty and sat down, "I'm sorry Happy, I shouldn't shout. It's not your fault, it's mine."

Tears stung my eyes Mr. Stark is really gone and there's nothing I can do to change that. I sighed, "I just really miss him."

"Yeah me too." said Happy.

I continued, swallowing a sob, "Everywhere I go, I see his face." I paused, "And the whole world is asking who the next Iron Man is, and I don't know if that's me. How am I supposed to live up to that?"

Happy nodded replying, "You're not gonna be the next Iron man you're never going to live up to Tony. Not even Tony could."

"Tony wouldn't have done what he did if he didn't know you and your sister would be here now what are you going to do?"

I stood up determination and adrenaline coursing through my veins, "I'm going to kick his butt."

"No I mean what are we gonna do we've been hovering over this tulip field for 45 minutes."

Oh, right. Baby steps Maximoff.

"Here give me your phone. I can't call them because Beck's tracking them."

Happy handed me his phone and I asked for his password. And the head of security of not only Stark Industries, but Avengers business and parts of SHIELD, is password. Seriously? I opened Instagram, for the first time thanking Flash for his constant live steaming "OfficialSpideyFanNo1" I found that they're heading to London. So that's where we got to go. A realization hit me, "I need a suit".

Then a hub opened up and it was all tech heavy and I figured that tech was used to make me a new Spider-Man suit while I was doing that Happy started up the plane "You take of the suit I'll take care of the music." He said.

I nodded a determined expression set on my face, let's do this.

Happy got the music going, and a smile creeped up my face. I love Led Zeppelin! (AC/DC Peter!) I drew up specs, making the suit as ideal and as perfect as it could be. Mister Stark-worthy. I had a feeling it would be. It's time to go and save my friends. It's time to be a hero.

Happy spoke, "I'll take care of your friends. You take Beck."

I nodded, softly exhaling reminding myself that all of this was an illusion. Game on Beck. Game on.

I swung around, using my Spidey senses to my fullest potential knocking out all of his drones making the illusion glitch out of existence. I looked up to where a mildly confused Beck stood, avenging promised on my face.

I fought him, which he turned out to be another illusion and then he tried to shoot me but my senses turned the gun around and he killed himself. I regained control of EDITH and ended it all. I exhaled softly, I did it.

I jumped back down to the London bridge, ignoring the aching protest of my limbs and the blood tattered to my face.

MJ ran towards me, holding a medieval weapon that she tossed to the side as she flung her arms around me, tucking her head into my neck clinging to me as if she thought she'd never see me again.

I breathed softly, "Are you okay, what happened?"

"Yeah I'm okay those drones were following us then they just stopped was that you?"

I sighed in relief, "Yeah, I'm so glad you're okay." I said.

"Oh by the way that guy who works with you gave me this."

She took the necklace I got her out of her pocket but it was broken. "Oh no, no, no I'm sorry Mj I had this plan this stupid plan to give this to you an-" I was cut off by her kissing me oh gosh I love her.

"I think I like it better broken especially since this is the black dahlia."

"Like the murder." We said in unison.

"I know this random but I love you and I'm happy you're safe."

"I love you too Peter."

Then we kissed again and she had to leave and go back to the others so that's where she went I left and changed into normal clothes our teachers were so terrified that we were on a plane the next day heading back home once I got home Wanda knew my vacation did not go the way I wanted.

But a few days after all of it MJ and I decided to go on a date which was much needed but we stopped because I had to go but then a news coverage from the Daily Bugle everyone in the entire world found out my identity and to make matters so much worse is that now people think I killed Beck!

"What the f-"
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The End of Chapter 33