(Peter's P.O.V)

This weekend i decided to take it off. I explained it was my aunts birthday and i wanted to spend it with her as she also had the weekend off. Everyone understood, but they were all a little sad. So was i, but i knew i needed and wanted to spend some time with my aunt. 

"Happy birthday." I said, as i entered her room with some breakfast. 

She sat up and smiled brightly at me. 

"Thank you Pete. You are the best nephew ever." she says. 

I smile as i set the breakfast beside her. I pull out a little box that is all wrapped up and hold it out for her. 

Her eyes slightly tear up as she looks at it then to me. 

"Petey. I thought i said you don't need to get me anything." She says, her voice wavering with emotions. 

I shake my head and say, "It's the least you deserve May." 

She smiles and takes the box, i watch on in anticipation, hoping she'll like it. She starts to unwrap it then open the box. Inside sits a golden locket. She picks it up and flips it open, revealing a picture of me, Aunt May and Uncle Ben. 

Tears fall down her face and she looks to me, clutching it slightly to her chest. 

"I love it Peter. Thank you so so much, i love you Petey." She says, opening her arms for me to hug her.

I hug her tightly and say, "I love you too Aunt May."

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We sat on the sofa, a huge bowl of popcorn sat in between the two of us. A film plays on the TV, and the blinds are pulled tightly shut. 

We are already on our forth film, but we have no plans on stopping anytime soon. It has become a tradition were anyones birthday and we would all pile onto the sofa and watch as many films as we can and eat even more. 

I loved it. 

May sat there with her locket placed firmly around her neck, every now and again her hand would rise and touch it before falling back to her side. 

-

After many many hours i start to feel my eyes droop with exhaustion. I close my eyes and pull the blanket further around me as i fall into a fitful dream land. 

Tony and everyone else were stood around me. A disgusted sneer on all their faces. 

"You are  a disgrace, you lied to us all you disgusting mutant." Tony says in front of me. 

Suddenly a shield is slammed into me at fall force. I fall to the floor and  desperately try to stop it and fight back. Or even make a sound. And yet nothing happens. 

Everyone starts crowding me, shouting insults that scar me on the inside as scars are made on the outside. 

Everything stops and i painfully rise my head. In front of me is everyone, the avengers, my parents, Uncle Ben, Aunt May, Ned and MJ. 

They all have blood on them, and all look at me in disgust. 

My Uncle steps forward and glares at me saying, "You are a selfish brat. You never bothered to try and save me. Because of you i died. It should of been you." 

MJ steps forward and points a crooked finger at everyone who is now surrounding me, while i lay on the floor. 

"It's because of you we are dead." She says. 

They all start to chant over and over, 'It's because of you.'

Before i have time to react they all collapse, my uncle looks just like the day he did when he was shot. The bullet wound in his chest. 

MJ and Ned both have knives in their chest. 

All the avengers have their eyes open, looking into the sky lifelessly. Blood around all of them. 

I finally look to aunt May as she whispers, "It's all your fault."

She falls to the floor lifelessly, bruises and cuts all over her. 

I bolt up and see Aunt May asleep beside me, i look outside and see it is dark. 

A part of my brain tells me it's okay, because it was a dream. But a small part won't stop nagging me of something off. 

Something bad.