Peter's P.O.V

I hate this!

I hate this! I hate this! I hate this!

I know I'm asleep, but I just can't wake up. I'm in an endless loop of nightmares and it's torturing me.

I always 'wake up' in the same place. My cell.

This time though, when I 'wake up', I'm not in my cell... I'm in... I'm in that small room with the cracked wall and where I woke up after I lost my memory.

I'm laying in bed, but I carefully sit up. Isn't Dr. Faustus suppose to come in now and tell me all those lies? But no one comes through the door. No one is sitting on the chair next to my bed.

I carefully stand up, slightly wincing from my feet touching the cold floor. I start to make my way out of the room but as soon as I do that, the room becomes pitch black. Then, a second later, I'm somehow in... the hallway to the elevator. Actually, I'm standing right in front of it. I'm just about to press the button to call the elevator down, when I hear a weak voice behind me.

"P... Peter...?" I quickly turn around and see Wade, his back against the wall... a knife... in his stomach... He isn't wearing his mask. I quickly run over, panicked.

"Wade...! Oh god... oh god, oh god, oh god... What...-" I put my hand over my mouth, feeling the tears prick my eyes.

"It's your fault...! It's your fault Peter...! Because of... You... I'm going to die..." He says. "Everyone Poor, Worthless, Orphan, Freak Peter Parker meets will die...!" Then, all of a sudden, The hallway becomes a little brighter and I see several bodies just... just laying in the hallway... They're all bleeding.

"No... no I... I couldn't... I wouldn't... I would never do this...!" I yell and I back away from Wade, but in the end, I hit the wall and Wade starts to crawl towards me. The other bodies starts to do the same and now I see who they are.

Tony and Stephen are severely injuried... and so are the rest of the Avengers... It looks like they just climbed out of a grave because they look skeleton like. Wade's apperance also starts to become disfigured.

They all surround me and I fall to my knees, sobbing. They keep on chanting the same thing in unison.

"It's all your fault! Everyone Poor, Worthless, Orphan, Freak Peter Parker meets dies!"

"I T ' S  Y O U R  F A U L T!"

And it's true.

I only put people in danger. And I guess I'll always be an orphan. I mean, my biological family is dead and who knows how long it will be until Tony, Stephen, Wade and the rest of the Avengers die... Because I'm...-

.

They all get closer and closer and I start to hyperventilate. I feel claustrophobic, like the walls are caving in on me. When they reach me they start to hit me, kick me and shake me violently.

It hurts...

It hurts so much...

I close my eyes and hope to wake up soon.

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My eyes fly open and I quickly sit up, feeling the tears flood down my cheeks. I frantically look around the room I'm in and I realize I'm in the med-bay at the tower.

I'm currently laying in one of the beds and I'm hyperventilating. I can make out a blurry figure coming towards me and I think this is another nightmare.

I try to bring my arms up to a defense position, but my arms have no energy. I can't... I can't let that thing close to me...

"Please...! Please stay away! Don't get close to me!" I yell and the figure stops for a second, but then continues to approach me again. "No...! Please! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

"...Peter... It's... okay..." I can hear the figure... the person say. The person reaches his hand out and carefully puts it on mine. His hand is warm. "...You're okay Pete, everything is fine. You're safe..."

My breathing starts to calm down but more tears come and my vision continues to be blurry. The person pulls me into a hug and his warmth is comforting... and familiar.

He draws circles on my back and I continue to cry. I hear his voice, telling me everything's alright and that I'm safe.

"Shhh... It's okay Pete. You're fine, everything is going to be alright."

I carefully move away from him and I guess he grabbed some sort of napkin, because some seconds later, I felt a soft fabric drying away my tears. I carefully look up at the person and see Tony.

"...Tony...?" I ask just above a whisper. He has a shocked expression for a second, then it turns into a soft smile.

"I'm here Pete." He says and I want to hug him again, but what if this is just another nightmare. What if my head just wants to trick me into thinking Tony is really here and that everything is... fine.

"Please... Stop... This...- This isn't real... is it?" I ask and I look down at my hands, waiting for the room to turn black and for the nightmares to start. But nothing happens.

Instead, Tony takes my hand and puts it to his chest and I can feel his heartbeat.

"Don't worry Pete, this is real. I'm real and I'm here." He says and he sits down on the edge of the bed. I look at him for a second, just to really take in the moment. Then I bring my hands back down and rest them on the sheet that's covering my legs.

"I'm... I'm sorry Tony... I'm so sorry... I wasn't strong enough... If I...- I've done so many...- so many bad things... and...and...-" I take a deep breath and start to silently cry.

"Peter... It's not your fault... I'm you dad and I'm suppose to protect you... But I failed. You have no reason to blame yourself. Whatever you had to do there... it wasn't you... you had no control."

"But I did have control...! They told me to kill and I did! I put the gun against their heads! I pulled the trigger! I cut their lives short!" I yell and I fear more tears will spill. Tony stays quiet, a sad smile on his face. "I... I murdered them Tony. I knew that it was wrong, but I did it. I'm just...-"

"...I'm a murderer..."

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Tony stays quiet, then I hear him start to quietly sing. I look at him a little shocked, but he's just looking down at the floor and he still has a sad smile.

"How does a moment last forever?"

"How can a story never die?"

"It is love we must hold onto"
"Never easy, but we try"

I start to feel a little sleepy and carefully lean against Tony. He holds me in his arms and slowly, but carefully, he starts to rock me back and forth.

"Sometimes our happiness is captured"
"Somehow, our time and place stand still"
"Love lives in inside our hearts and always will"

"Minutes turn to hours, days to years then gone"
"But when all else has been forgotten"
"Still our song lives on"

I carefully drift off to sleep as the lullaby ends.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A/N

Hello!

How's it going?


I finally have Christmas holiday! So... maybe... more chapters will come. I don't know how many because this week I'll be a little busy, but I'll try to publish some at least.

The song in the end is "How Does A Moment Last Forever" From Beauty and The Beast.
(I own nothing, The song is owned by Disney... Plz don't sue me...)

*Ahem*
Anyways...

So I thought a lullaby would fit there and this was the first song that I thought could work, so here we are!

That's All For Now Folks!

G'night, G'day and G'morning!

/Twizz