"Where are you right now Peter?" FRIDAY asked the boy. "Well, I'm stuck somewhere in the gauntlet. I guess." Peter spoke. "How did you connect with me though? It wouldn't be possible." Peter asked her. "Karen." Peter smiled. "Karen? Are you here with me?" Peter asked inside the suit. "Yes Peter. I am here. I do feel something happening in front of us." Peter looked in front of him. "Uncle Ben." Peter said when he was rewatching the scene. He stood up and tried to touch him. But it was just a waterfall. "Would you save Ben? If you were given a chance to go back in time would you save him?" a green woman appeared in front. Peter didn't spoke. He stared at the scene in front of him. "I... I would..." Peter was shut up by Karen. "Peter, I have connected you to the comms of the Avengers thanks to FRIDAY." Peter was snapped out of his daze. "Thanks Karen. You owe me one." Peter smiled. "This comes with a price. Doesn't it?" the green woman smiled "You must think this is some kind of "I give you something, and there's a consequence" thing. But no. You have already payed the price." she spoke gently.
"You paid the price by connecting with the universe." the woman continued. "And how do I know your not lying?" the woman smiled gently at him. "Because it's me Peter. It's me, your Aunt May."
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"Steve Rogers. I thought we could finally meet. It's nice to see a person who traveled in time." Steve looked at the man in front of him. "I must say, you haven't grown old." The man smiled. Steve growled. "But it isn't time to fight. And as much as I want to fight you. To test out your skills. I wouldn't. Because there are far more greater things than fighting against allies." the man spoke. "And how can I trust you?" a monster was about to attack Steve but it stopped in mid air. Everything stopped. But he could move. "Does that prove enough?" the man smiled he was glowing "If you were to choose from this. What would you choose? Go back in time where Peggy and you were together. Or stay in this timeline?" Steve gripped his shield hard.
Yes he wanted to go back in time to see and love Peggy once again. But at the same time he couldn't leave his comrades behind. After all the time, the memories he had been with them. He couldn't. "What do you choose Steve Rogers?" Steve sighed.
"I chose to stay in this timeline." he said while looking at the pendant that has his and Peggy's picture. "Amazing choice. And after all these years somebody chose to stay." the man smiled and started to form a human. "Steve Rogers. Could you do me a favor? Please give this to May Parker. And tell her I love her with all my heart." the man favored.
Steve took the necklace and put it on his pocket. He smiled at the glittering dust. "I will Mr. Parker." Steve smiled.
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"May... Is it really you?" May smiled gently "Of course Peter. It is me. Or my soul for the least." May said. "As you can see, the battle is happening outside the gauntlet. And I managed to defeat an enchantment on the gauntlet. I am using this time to help you understand what really is happening. I am getting protected by the one." Peter sighed.
"As I said earlier you didn't have to pay the price because you are one with the universe. You are the key to destroy the gauntlet. The universe only choose the most purest thing on the universe. And you are pure. Your past was tainted. But you still manage to smile." Peter smiled.
"I will put the knowledge of everything you need to know. To defeat the stones and everything. Don't worry about me Peter. I'll be gone ones I start fighting you. Remember that isn't me." May said as she flew a mire stronger aura.
"Let's get the party started. Karen, teaser webs." as soon as Peter snapped his hands he sent an electric web to the woman's body. Breaking it completely. "Just 4 more to go." Peter said.
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"Peter is very strong. He can survive this." Tony said in his mind.
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"He defeated them?! I must make a move." Thanos said.
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The Replacement
FanfictionI'm Peter Parker and this was how I was replaced by my own father. Thrown into an abusive foster care, bullied each and everyday, menace and vigilante as what people would call me and a bother as what my father said. I wish I was gone. So I would...
