peter

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I heard mr. Stark calling my name. But I knew I was my imagination. He's dead and he's never gonna come back.  "Thank you mysterio, I guess your gonna kill me now,huh?" I mumbled. "Oh no peter,dont thank me yet. That was just a little gift. But maybe,just maybe, if you were good enough, Tony Stark would still be alive." Mysterio taunted me. He knew how to toy with my emotions and he was doing just that. He showed my mr. Starks grave, then the iron man suit have decayed and rusted, clawing through the ground and strangling me. I could feel my sobs. "Well, as much as I love this, kid, I have somewhere to be so I'm going to kill you now. Any last requests? Now now, be quick we dont have all day peter." Mysterio chided me as if I were a small child eating candy without permission. "W-will you leave my f-friends and my f-f-family alone. Please?" I ask, sobs breaking my voice and making me stutter. "As long as they don't know anything, they'll be fine. Goodbye Peter. You were a good kid, I didnt want it to come to this." Mysterio said as I was riped from that reality and into the real world by a train.

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