Y/N's P.O.V

I'm now at a local bar with Quentin. We're sat at the bar having a drink.

I can't stop thinking about is what Fury said to me before he left.

Quentin: Hey.

He puts his hand on my shoulder.

Quentin: You gotta celebrate. We did something good tonight.

Y/N: Yeah.

I sigh.

Y/N: Fury was right. Tony did alot for me, so I owe it to him. I owe it to everyone.

Quentin: Do you?

Y/N: Yeah, I mean he gave me a chance to be more by bringing me into the fight back in day. Tony always wanted me to be better than him. And now Fury just wants me to live up to him.

Quentin: What do you want? You, Y/N L/N. Now, what do you want? I know you're thinking about it.

I look to him.

Y/N: I just wanna go back home, alright? I wanna go home and be back with my girlfriend and my family. I just wanna be a normal guy for a little while.

He smiles.

Quentin: That sounds nice, but you're not gonna do that, are you?

Y/N: No, I can't.

Quentin: Why not?

Y/N: Because I have too much of a responsibility as Spider-Man.

I pull out the EDITH glasses and put them on the bar.

Quentin: Are those the EDITH glasses?

Y/N: Yeah, yeah. Tony left them for me in his will, along with a fabrication unit.

He nods.

Quentin: Alright, try 'em on. Let's see how they look on you.

Y/N: Yeah?

Quentin: Yeah.

I put them on.

Y/N: I actually really like 'em.

Quentin: Can I be completely honest with you?

Y/N: Of course.

Quentin: They look kinda stupid. Though maybe if you grew out some stubble they might suit you better.

I take them off.

Y/N: Okay, you try them on.

He tries to refuse, but eventually puts them on.

Beck looks at me with the glasses on.

Quentin: What do you think, kid?

He looks a bit like Tony with them on. The glasses are meant for him.

Beck should be the next Tony Stark, the next Iron-Man.

Y/N: "Next Tony Stark, I trust you." "For the next Tony Stark, I trust you."

Quentin: What?

Y/N: Tony left me a message with those glasses. "For the next Tony Stark, I trust you."

Quentin: I'm still not following.

Y/N: Tony knew every mistakes I've ever made. So he must have known that even after everything I've done as a hero I was not ready for something like this.

Quentin: Then why give them to you?

Y/N: Because maybe he didn't trust me to have EDITH, maybe he trusted me to pick who should. It makes so much more sense, he always knew I'd do the the right thing. And he's not gonna give them to Fury because Fury would just give himself EDITH.

Quentin: You're probably right about that.

Y/N: Right, so the world needs a new Iron-Man and it's not gonna be me as that's not who I am. It needs to be a veteran hero with experience and that's good like Tony Stark, like you.

He takes off the glasses.

Quentin: No, Y/N. Come on. No.

I put them back on.

Y/N: EDITH?

EDITH: Hello, Y/N.

Y/N: Hi. I'd like to transfer your control over to Quentin Beck a.k.a Mysterio.

Quentin: Y/N, what are you doing?

Y/N: Doing the right thing.

EDITH: Any transfer will require confirmation.

Quentin: Stark gave you the glasses.

Y/N: Stark gave me a choice, okay? And I'm gonna make it. Look, you're a soldier, a leader. You stopped the Elementals. You saved my life and saved the world. He'd want someone like you to have 'em. And you could lead the Avengers better than I ever could.

EDITH: Waiting for confirmation.

Y/N: Confirm.

I take off the glasses.

Y/N: Welcome to the Avengers, Mysterio.

He sighs and takes the glasses, then he puts them on.

Y/N: They suit you.

We shake hands.

Quentin: Thank you. Its an honor, Spider-Man.

Y/N: Yeah.

I stand up.

Y/N: Tony would've really liked you. You'll fit in well with the Avengers.

He nods.

Quentin: Where you heading?

Y/N: I'm going back home.

He smiles.

Quentin: Good for you, kid. I hope you and Kate will have a happy life together.

I smile.

Y/N: Thanks, man. You know, she'd love to meet you. So if you ever find yourself in New York, look me up. It'd be cool to team up again.

He nods.

Quentin: I will. And if you ever need any help, just call and I'll be there.

I nod.

Y/N: Thank you.

I start to walk out.

Y/N: I'll see ya later, man.

Quentin: See ya.

I walk out of the bar and call Katie.

She picks up.

Kate: Hey, handsome.

Y/N: Hey.

Kate: What's going on?

Y/N: The mission's over. I'm coming home.

Kate: That's great, babe. I can't wait to see you.

Y/N: Me too.

Kate: So, how was the mission?

Y/N: I'll tell you all about it when I'm home. Bye, Katie

Kate: Bye, baby.

I hang up and head back to the hotel I'm staying in.

(Ten minutes later)

On my way back to the hotel I walk down an alleyway and step on something.

I look down and see a part of a projector.

Y/N: What the hell?

I pick up and continue to walk down the street.

As I'm walking it slips out of my hand and hits the ground. This causes a projection to appear.

I look up to see that it's a projector of Mysterio fighting an Elemental.

Y/N: What the fuck? Mysterio?

The projection shuts off.

My eyes widen.

Beck's a fake, he's not a hero.

Y/N: Holy shit. I'm such an idiot. I gotta warn Fury.

I run back to the hotel so I can get my gear and go to Berlin.