Alrighty who's ready for a chapter where not everyone dies!!!

Well, let's just say Peter Parker Stark was finally beginning to adjust to life as an avenger, and life as Tony Stark's adopted son.

He was finally expressing his true self... well kind of.

He was still very quiet and shy and didn't want to be a bother, but all that changed on this crazy day...

{•••}

Peter and the avengers were all just hanging out having a good time, when Friday's voice came through the speaker.

"Mission alert, code spider." She said.

Code spider was basically whenever they could use Peter's help. Peter smiled as he jumped up.

"Alrighty avengers, you heard Friday, suit up!" Steve ordered. They all ran to their rooms to change and Peter threw on the first suit Tony made for him. His blue and red spandex one.

Yes he liked the iron spider and all, but it just didn't fit Spider-Man's persona. Peter threw on his mask and ran into the Quin Jet where his family waited.

In the Jet was Steve, Tony, Natasha and Clint, along with Peter of course.

When they finally reached their destination, they saw a bunch of robots destroying a small city.

"City's been evacuated Cap." Natasha said. Steve nodded and observed the chaos.

"Alright then, this is a cleanup job. Split up. Take out all the robots you can, and use the comms if there's a problem." He announced.

Everyone nodded and before they split up, Tony grabbed Peter's shoulders.
"Be careful Peter." Tony said. Peter rolled his eyes under his mask.

"When am I ever not careful?"

{•••}

The battle was going strong. Peter was in an alley webbing up and deactivating several robots. With how things were going now, this fight would be over any minute!

Well I mean, would it really be a proper Spiderman fight if something didn't go wrong?

Peter has just finished destroying all the robots in that alley, when he heard five pairs of footsteps block him in.

Peter spun around.
"The city's not safe, you need to evacuate." He said kindly.

The five guys smirked and the one in the middle glared at Peter.
"You the Spider-guy?" He asked.

Peter smiled and opened his arms.
"The one and only!"

Suddenly, all five guys closed in on him. Peter backed up.
"Woah there fellas, let's not forget I just stopped these robots from destroying your city."

They didn't stop though and kept taunting him.
"Yeah, well killing the Spiderman will give us a lot more street cred ya know."

Peter gulped. He was pretty exhausted from the robot fight and didn't see any way of getting out of this alley.

Darn it! Why does he always go into alleys? Good things never happen in an alley...

They all pulled out there hands and Peter saw that they all either had rings or brass knuckles on.

Just great!

They began to throw punches after punches at him and he was actually doing okay at dodging them.

Until one guy punched him in the jaw and he hesitated for a minute. This hesitation gave the thugs all the time in the world to beat him up.

Peter wasn't sure how many times he was punched. The next thing he knew he was on the ground, curled up in a ball as they kicked him over and over again.

He could feel himself trembling, when suddenly it stopped. He shakily stood up, only to be met with a knife to the gut.

He gasped and stumbled back against the wall. He watched as his attackers fled. He slowly collapsed down the wall, his body pounding.

He sat against the damp wall, pulled off his mask, and reached out a shaky hand for his comms.

He clicked it on and tried his best to hide the pain in his voice. He didn't want to be a bother.

"Umm, so I've got a minor inconvenience over here, is anyone free to come help?" Peter asked. Clint and Steve were the first to answer.

"Yea me and Clint will be there in a minute Pete, we're just a little tied up here." Steve said.

"Yep no problem, take your time." Peter said. Then he switched his comm off.

He examined the knife in his stomach as he waited. He knew he shouldn't pull it out, but the thought of this thing just in him really freaked him out.

He sighed and leaned his head against the wall. He couldn't believe he had let those thugs get away. Tony's gonna be so disappointed in him.

He coughed a bit and when he took his hand away, saw that there was blood on it. Uh oh. That's probably not a good sign.

He already bothered Steve and Clint once though. They'd come when they can. He closed his head and sighed as he tried to ignore the burning pain he felt all throughout his body.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed when he finally heard Steve and Clint's voices.

"Peter, where are you?" He heard Steve call. Peter tried to clear some of the blood from his throat.

"I'm-*cough*- I'm in here!" Peter called back. Steve and Clint ran towards his voice. They stopped dead in their tracks at what they saw.

There sat Peter, in his torn up Spiderman suit, with way more red than before covering it. His face was all cut and bruised, he had blood dripping from his mouth and of course the very large knife sticking out of his abdomen.

"Oh my god Peter! What happened!?" Clint exclaimed as they ran over to the injured boy. Peter coughed again before he spoke, more blood splattering out.

"Oh uh, some thugs from the city ganged up  on me, something about killing Spiderman to get street cred."

Steve's face turned to panic when he pulled down Peter's suit to look at his stomach.

"Oh my god, we've got to get the others over here."

Peter's torso was covered in blood and cuts and  big dark bruises, along with the knife that stuck out from it, he also had several broken ribs that were very visible.

"Tony, Natasha, come to our location right away, Peter's hurt." Steve said unto the comms.

They were there in an instant, and had the same reaction as Clint and Tony when they saw Peter.

Tony rushed over to his son.
"Oh my god Peter! Wha-" Peter cut him off.

"I'm sorry! I-I tried to stop them but there were five of them and I was already exhausted from taking out the robots and they just surrounded me and I'm sorry if I disappointed you..." he rambled, then went into a bloody coughing fit.

Tony shushed him and rubbed his back.
"Oh my god Peter, you're bleeding to death in an alleyway and the biggest worry on your mind is that I'm disappointed in you?"

Peter looked up sadly.
"Are you?" He croaked.

Tony had a sad smile on his face as he looked at Peter.
"Peter I can't even describe how proud you make me with everything you do. You amaze me every day. Now can I please take you to the med bay at the compound before you pass out from blood loss?"

Peter smiled and nodded.

{•••}

It was a fast ride back to the compound, because Peter's condition was deteriorating. He had passed out when they were halfway home, and by the time they got there, medical staff were ready to take him away.

It had been several hours of surgery before doctor cho came out with any news.

When the worried avengers saw her, they all jumped out of their seats. She smiled and nodded at them.

"He's going to be just fine. That super healing of his really helps out. He'll just need some time to recover." She said, and took them to Peter's room.

There lay Peter, awake and smiling as his family walked in.

Clint sat down beside Peter, when he remembered something.

"Wait, you said there was a minor inconvenience." He said. Peter nodded. Clint's eyes bulged out of his head.
"This was not a minor inconvenience!!!"

Peter shrugged.
"I just didn't want to bother you." He said.

Tony face palmed.
"Good god- kid, if you're ever dying I'd say it's okay to 'bother' us."

Peter chuckled and Tony rolled his eyes as he rubbed his hair.

Yay I finally made a happy chapter on this book! I think this is the first one where no one has died so there ya go! Anyways i was so happy my exam got cancelled today because it was a snow day! That's Canada for ya.
~Taco