My first song-fic, please, don't be to harsh on me! Give me your opinions! -Alex

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Peter Parker woke up, feeling dizzy. His Spider Sense told him that something was wrong. What was going on?

Hell raising, hair raising

I'm ready for the worst

So frightening, face whitening

Fear that you can't reverse

He looked around to see if somebody could help him. Not a sound.

"KAREN? Are you there?" He asked, but nobody respond.

My phone has no signal

It's making my skin crawl

Something was definitely wrong. His IA wasn't responding, and that was never good. But she was going to alert Mr Stark. Right?

The silence is so loud

The lights spark and flicker

A single light was standing, slightly swinging, flashing a bit. It was scary and it was bringing bad, really, really bad memories.

With monsters much bigger

Than I can control now

He was uncontrollably shaking, the memories taking over his head. The blood, the screams, the pain. He couldn't bear it. He needed help.

Welcome to the panic room

Where all your darkest fears are gonna

Come for you, come for you

He tried to breath as he was feeling a panic attack coming. Not now, not now he thought.

Welcome to the panic room

You'll know I wasn't joking

When you see them too, see them too

Welcome to the panic room

What was Mr Stark saying when he was having a panic attack, again?

Breath

Everything is ok

You're fine

You're save

But, was he?

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He still tried to breath, shacking more than before. Where was he, and what was he doing here? But most importantly, how did he get here?

Still waiting, hands shaking

Maybe the coast will clear

But these voices, these strange noises

They followed me in here

He jumped, hearing a sound, but it was just the light that squeaked. My god, he was turning paranoid.

My phone has no signal

It's making my skin crawl

The silence is so loud

The lights spark and flicker

Peter was about five or six years old. The lights were no where to be seen, poor Peter, he was terribly scared of the dark. He saw the monsters in his nightmares crawling to life.

With monsters much bigger

Than I can control now

He saw the fish-man, with the shark head that ate him in his last nightmare, the monster that was hiding under his bed and the one who always stood in his wardrobe, waiting for the best moment to kill him. He started crying, as the monsters walked like zombies toward him. Then, something hit him; the monsters were duplicating themselves.

Welcome to the panic room

Where all your darkest fears are gonna

Come for you, come for you

Welcome to the panic room

At a moment, where Peter was to close to his nightmares, the creatures stopped. The little boy was relived for a moment, but restarted panicking.

Why did they stop?

Somebody stood in the middle of them, and the kid looked in horror Iron Man, standing in front him, looking dead.

You'll know I wasn't joking

When you see them too, see them too

Welcome to the panic room

"You failed me Peter. You failed all of us. Look what you did."

The young kid just cried, shaking like hell, wondering 'What did I do? I don't know what I did! Was I a bad boy? I don't know what I did!'.

"You're gonna suffer for that, trust me." His hero said as the monsters, started to walk toward him again. Peter just screamed, feeling the worst pain he ever felt.

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There's no crying wolves now

'Cause the truth has settled in

Hiding under goose down

For your nightmare to begin

Peter was just a young man. He didn't do any harm. It was just a stupid nightmare from when he was very young. But, it still traumatized him. And that was nothing compared to the rest of the nights he had.

There's no crying wolves now (welcome to the, welcome to)

'Cause the truth has settled in (welcome to the, welcome to the)

Years after years, the nightmares didn't stop. It was just getting worst and worst. Nobody, not even May knew about it. Until he found Mr Stark. Or until Mr Stark found him.

Hiding under goose down (welcome to the, welcome to the)

For your nightmare to begin (welcome to the, welcome to the)

But now, now, was not a good time to think about it. It was really not. KAREN didn't respond, Mr Stark was not there for him, he didn't know if aunt May was ok and was panicking.

Welcome to the panic room

Where all your darkest fears are gonna

Come for you, come for you

On the line of the tears, he tried to remember good memories. Like the one he got saved by his hero. The was an attack. He looked at the thing he didn't know and left his arm toward the machine. It was so big, so scary, so- No. Not now. Good memories, he thought.

Welcome to the panic room

You'll know I wasn't joking

When he finally told his lovely aunt that he loved a man, but was scared and confused. She help him with everything. How he didn't need to be scared, how nobody would judged him, and if they did, it was because they were not worth it. She told him to confess to the man. So he did. He shouldn't have. The boy, called Flash, started harassing him, bullying him because of that. Couples of years passed and he was still broken that the man he loved had become his worst fear. Flash wouldn't stop. He wouldn't- No. Stop. Good memories. Good memories.

When you see them too, see them too

When was the last time a good memory ended well? As far has he looked, he couldn't remember. A Christmas? A birthday?

Hell raising, hair raising

As he tried to think about it, he heard a laugh. Not good. Not good at all. He turned around to see a shadow standing below the light. The shadow was still laughing in a evil way.

"Well hello there, Spider Man."

I'm ready for the worst