It's been about two weeks since Steve, Bucky and Clint found out how strong Peter was. Peter had also now become more aware of how much he could lift, and didn't tell himself that he couldn't lift something anymore.

He really wished he knew this when the vulture dumped a building on him because ever since he's found out, he felt stronger and more comfortable using his super strength.

Today was a lazy Sunday. Everyone was just lounging around. Natasha and Clint sat on the small sofa while Bucky, Steve and Peter sat on the large sofa.

The TV was on, playing some old show called friends that everyone was half watching. Peter was on his phone texting his best friend Ned.

Guy in the chair: so how's life with the avengers, man?
Spooderman: it's pretty chill right now. Just lounging around the common room.
Guy in the chair: I'll never understand how you call life with the mother freaking avengers 'chill'.
Spooderman: whatever man. Hey I gotta go Tony just came in the room, might have a mission.
Guy in the chair: K bye. Don't die plz. Then I won't get to be a guy in the chair anymore. Plus you're like my only friend.
Spooderman: wow I'm so glad you care.
Guy in the chair: K but for real, don't be stupid.
Spooderman: don't worry Ned, when am I ever stupid?
Guy in the chair: do you actually want me to answer that? Cause I can name hundreds of times.
Spooderman: Bye Ned

He turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket to pay attention to the billionaire standing in front of them.

"Fury needs us on a mission. It's about some hostage situation with bombs at a business building." Tony explained.

"Alright avengers, assemble." Steve said. Everyone stood up. Peter jumped up and Tony stopped him.
"Pete..." he started.
"Tony I'll be fine! You could use my help!" Peter pleaded. The others agreed and Tony sighed.
"Fine."

Peter ran to his room and got suited up. He swung over to the building right outside of town and they made their plan.

"Alright Clint and Spiderman, get the hostages to safety. Nat and Bucky, take out any associates this guy may have. And Tony, you and I will go straight for the head." Steve explained. Everyone nodded and they took off.

Natasha and Bucky took out the security surrounding the building while Clint and Peter snuck inside. Clint made the shush symbol to the hostages so that they didn't blow their cover. As soon as Peter and a good angle to web up some of the hostages and pull them towards him, Tony and Steve burst into the room.

The enemy looked surprised, so Peter webbed up four hostages and gave them to Clint. He let webbing them up until there was only one left.

Tony attacked first. He shot repulsers at the leader while Steve threw his shield back and forth. This man must have had some sort of power, because with a snap of his fingers he made Tony's suit go dead.

Iron Man fell to the ground.
"He deactivated my suit!" Tony yelled furiously. Peter saw his father figure in danger and rushed to get to him, momentarily forgetting about the last hostage.

Soon enough, Tony was outside the building. Steve got thrown out as well and was unconscious. Tony stepped out of the suit.
"Nat and Bucky are still taking care of guards. Clint's with the hostages and Steve and I are down. I need you to take care of him kid. But be careful." Tony said. Peter nodded and ran back into the building.

When he got there he completely forgot he had left one hostage inside with the leader. The enemy had the hostage close to him with a gun at her head.

"Take one step forward and I'll shoot her." The man sneered. Peter slowly raised his hands.
"Okay, don't shoot her. I have an idea, why don't you and me settle this, and she leaves?" Peter asked. He needed to get the hostage to safety.

"I have a better idea, Spiderman. Why don't I just blow up this building right now." The man smirked. Peter's eyes widened at what he was about to do. The man threw the gun to the floor and pulled out a trigger. He detonated it.

Time slowed for Peter. He felt the building shake and the doors start to close. The avengers were at the door, yelling for him to get out. Peter saw the girl laying terrified a few steps in front of him. He ran to her and scooped her up.

The building was coming down, he had no time. Then to make things worse, he heard a loud bang and felt a hot pain shoot through his leg. He screamed.

He knew he wouldn't be able to get them both to safety. So he used his strength and threw the girl under the small gap left in the door. The door shut as the building tumbled more. Peter fell to the ground as the pain in his leg was too much for him to stand.

"Kid no!" Tony screamed at the door.
"Tony we gotta get back." Steve said and dragged Tony away. Bucky and Clint had helped the girl to stand with the other civilians that were saved.

Just as they were about to try and get Peter out, the building exploded and debris flew everywhere.
"NOOO!" Tony screamed. He ran to the rubble and saw a limp hand, sticking out from some debris.

Okay so I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I decided to just leave it at this since I didn't feel like writing anymore. Thanks for reading!
~Taco

Ahahahha I'm just playin. Let's continue!

"STEVE!" Tony yelled. Steve ran over and froze at what he saw. Steve pulled the corpse from the debris and they were all relieved when they saw it was their enemy.

"Oh my god... where is he..." Tony said sadly as he looked around at the immense area of debris. The avengers gathered around him and began to dig for their kid.

It was dark. Peter felt water all over his body. No it wasn't water, it was sticky. Blood. His leg pain was numb. He figured that wasn't good. He had flashbacks from the day with vulture, but if it was possible, this was way worse.

The load crushing him felt so heavy. He just wanted to let go. No he needed to let go. But could he?

He began to see this bright light start to consume him. He felt himself fading away, all the pain draining from his body. Then he began to hear voices in his head.

"Just please don't die, you're like my only friend."
"I love you like a son Peter."
"Holy crap kid 20 000 pounds!?"
"Since when have I ever done anything stupid?"

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He wanted to fight. Yes, he needed to fight. He used every ounce of strength he had left in his body. All pain was being drained out by adrenaline.

He yelled and strained as the rubble above him began to lift. He pushed it off of himself and climbed out.

Tony saw it in the near distance. Red and blue. But way more red then there should have been. He called the others and they ran over.

Steve got there first and when he did, Peter collapsed into his arms. They rushed him back to the medical bay at the tower and waited.

When they saw Peter they had all gasped. He most definitely had several broken bones and a nasty gunshot wound in his leg. Debris had pierced some areas and cuts and scrapes littered his whole body.

They were sitting in the waiting area fidgeting constantly while they waited for the doctor to come back. After what seemed like an eternity, she did.

They all jumped up.
"So he took a really bad beating. The gunshot wound was severely infected when we went to treat it. His leg couldn't be saved, I'm sorry. His ribs were crushed and it's a miracle he didn't break his neck." She explained.

"Will he be okay?" Clint asked, voice breaking.
"If he didn't have super healing, no. But he does and it somehow managed to save him. He really shouldn't be alive but he is. He's lucky." She said and walked away.

They walked to Peter's room and saw him laying in bed awake, staring back at them. The kid was smiling.

"Hey guys." He said weakly. The avengers sat beside him. "Are all the hostages okay?"
Of course he would ask that.
"For god sakes Peter, yes. Thanks to you they are all safe." Tony said. No one would say anything if he had a few tears rolling down his face.

"That's good." Peter smiled weakly and closed his eyes. "I-Is my leg st-still there?" He asked very quietly with a tear rolling down his eyes.

The avengers looked at one another. They knew how broken the kid would become if he couldn't go out as Spiderman. But Tony wouldn't let that happen.

"I'm sorry kid. But you remember what I did for Rhodey? I'm gonna do that for you and you'll be back out patrolling the streets of New York in no time." Tony said encouragingly.

Peter let another tear fall. His voice was broken as he spoke.
"Th-Thanks Dad..."
Tony hugged him.
"I love you kid."
"I love you too."

{•••}

It took Peter several months to adjust to his prosthetic leg that Tony had made for him. It was super high tech, like it looked and felt like a real leg. Peter was still as happy and cheerful as before and he didn't let this accident set him back. If anything he let it make him stronger. You could throw buildings at him and make him lose limbs, but when Peter had his family by his side, he could make it through just about anything. I did say just about anything...

This was such a random idea for this part two. Should I make a part three? I hope I teased you all halfway through! Thanks for reading! This is the real end!
~Taco