Spider-Man One Shots

The Spirit of Peter Parker pt 2

A/N: Uneditted.... Im going to edit it but I want to put this out right now so...

Peter finally ran into a different room.

The only person there was Tony.

Peter sat down onto the floor, curling up in a ball.

"What the hell?!" He yelled.

"Why do I have to be dead! I'm dead, alone, no one my age is supposed to be dead! WHY WONT ANYONE NOTICE ME!"

Tony turned around, and there eyes met.

Peter looked at Tony, "D-do you... see me?"

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Tony looked at Peter, "Hey, are you okay kid?"

Peter looked at Tony, "You- you really see me? And hear me? Aren't you... Scared?"

Tony smiled, "Kid I have no idea what's going on, but I never do. I've seen a lot in my life, besides, you don't really seem scary. But care to explain?"

Peter sighed, "My aunt and uncle used to live here. My parents were dead so I loved with them. One night someone with some beef or something with my uncle broke in and try to shoot my uncle, and I jumped in front of it."

He lifted up his shirt to show an untreated bullet wound.

"Okay so you're a ghost?" Tony asked.

"I prefer to be called a spirit, but yes."

"Well nice to meet you, my name is Tony." Tony held out his hand.

Peter took it the sensation feeling... Strange, " Peter."

Tony looked at Peter for a second, "Kid, what's wrong?"

Peter shook his head, "It's nothing..."

Tony raised an eyebrow, "It didn't seem like nothing a second ago."

Peter paused. "It's just, I'm a kid. I'm not supposed to be dead. And I don't really know any other spirits, well because most people who are dead are older. So I hang out here... And then I heard about the tour group, so I came to check it out... and-"

Peter stopped talking, eyes welling with tears.

"I... I saw some people I really care for. That class is my old class. We all used to be in our own cliques, but now they're all friends, and they're all happy, and they can eat, and love, and have fun, and people can see them, and I just can't help but think why isn't that me? I sit alone every day. I have no friends. I have no... Nothing."

A tear slipped from Peters cheek, disappearing midair.

Tony just nodded.

Peter looked up at Tony, "How come you saw me?"

Tony smiled, "Well this is very out of character, but... I've expirenced so much in life I can't help but think this is the universe. I mean, I can't think of another explanation."

Peter thought about that.

"You have no idea how good it feels to... To be seen. To talk to someone."

"Let's just talk Peter. It's good for you to talk." Tony said, as he closed the door and sat down next to Peter.

"You know, we've met before." Peter said.

Tony raised his eyebrows, "Oh really?"

"At the expo when all those robots came. I went to it, and I got separated from my aunt and uncle while the attack was happening. A robot came in front of me, and I thought I could fight it."

Tonys eyes lit up, "And then I came... Wow, kinda makes me feel old seeing you so grown up."

Peter laughed.

And they talked. They talked for another hour that seemed to fly by.

"Peter?" Tony said.

"Hmm?"

"Now that I see you, and this is rightfully your home... well would you like it if I got you a room? Or a for if you'd like?"

Peter shook his head, "A room would be just fine."

Tony got up, "Well, I suppose I have to lead this tour. But I'll see you. Oh are you gonna join the group?"

Peter shook his head, "I- I couldn't bear it. Seeing them... It hurts."

Tony nodded. At that moment, the door swung open.

It was MJ and Ned. They were talking when they looked over at Tony.

MJ started to apologize"Oh sorry Mr. Stark I didn't... oh my gosh."

The gaze of her eyes went past Tony, to Peter.

Tony looked confused, "Wait can you see-"

MJ ran over and tackled Peter in a hug, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Ned blinked them said walked over, "Peter... Is it... Really you?"

Peter nodded, in shock. How could they see him?

"Oh my gosh." Ned said, a smile coming onto his face.

MJ was still crying, hugging Peter, "I missed you. I missed you so much."

Peter hugged her back, "I missed you too MJ. I missed you both, so much."

For a few minutes, Peter stood in shock, in happiness, but slowly a question came to the back of his head. Why could they see him?

A/N: Sorry this one was a bit rough. It didn't really know where I was going with this, but a part three is coming, and I've got an idea for this one. :) I think the stories going to end in this next one.