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What if...(1) ending 1

"I am– inevitable." Thanos says. Thanos snaps his fingers, but nothing happens except a metallic "clink." He sees the Infinity Stones are missing. Peter has the stones on his own gauntlet, the gamma radiation coursing through him, to Thanos' shock.

"Well asshole. I.......am.......your friendly neighborhood spiderman." Peter snaps his fingers with a loud "CLANG" and a blinding flash of white. Rocket fires at a Leviathan and before it devours him, it crumbles into ash. The Black Order starts crumbling to ash. T'Challa and Quill look around in surprise; Steve looks on in exhaustion, knowing that they have won. Thanos, in horror, looks around and sees his entire army disintegrate. He looks at Steve, who just stares at him. Thanos sits down and mourns before slowly being erased from existence himself.

 The power of the gauntlet raw energy has left Peter's entire right side fatally injured. He stumbles for a bit before his body collapses besides a pile of debris. MJ, Wanda, Tony, and Pepper kneel beside him. Wanda talks first. "Gosh Peter. It wasn't supposed to be you." She cried. She couldn't say anything else as she moved and let tony and pepper talk to him.

"Peter? Oh god. We did it peter. You did it. We won." Tony said. "I'm so sorry." He cried. "Peter." Pepper said. "We're proud of you son." She sniffled. "It...it wasn't supposed to be you." Tony and pepper moved aside as MJ helped them up and kneeled down next to her husband. "Hey." She says. Peter is barely able to move his head, but manages to look MJ in the eye. "Hey, MJ.." He whispers. 

MJ places her hand on Peters chest and Peter rests his hand on hers. Tony takes a good look at Peter's fatal injuries. "Karen?" "Life functions critical." Peter smiles at her with tears in her eyes. "I'm pregnant." She whispers. "I know." Peter smiled. "How?" She wondered. "I noticed you didn't eat all the goji berries like you used to and the bathroom smelled like puke almost everyday." She smiled but peter started closing his eyes. "Peter. Look at me." She makes sure Peter gets a long look at her smiling face and sighs. "We're gonna be okay. You can rest now."

With that acknowledgement, Peters's Suit shuts off for good. MJ can no longer contain her grief and starts crying on his shoulder. Peter Parker-Stark, Spider-Man, Earth's Best Defender, is dead. Everyone on the field kneels towards MJ crying at her husband. They eventually get up and take peter's body to the tower. 

MJ sat there dazed. Everyone was concerned for her. "Are you ok MJ?" Steve asked. "How am I gonna tell Ned? How am I gonna tell amina?" Tony and Pepper looked at her. "Your granddaughter.  Amina May Parker-Stark." Tony and pepper looked ready to cry. "How old is she?" Bucky asked. "She's just turned 4 a few months ago. She adores her dad. How am I supposed to tell her he's not coming back." She sighed. 

"And this kid doesn't get to meet his dad." She said looking at her stomach. "I'm sorry." Pepper said. "I should be saying sorry to you. You just lost your son." She said looking at the Starks. "Yes, but you just lost your other half." She sighed. "I better go. Amina is waiting at home with ned. He can help me break the news once I break it to him." She left the compound. 

Day of the Funeral

"Everybody wants a happy ending, right? But it doesn't always roll that way. Maybe this time. I'm hoping if you play this back, it's in celebration. I hope families are reunited, I hope we get it back, and something like a normal version of the planet has been restored. If there ever was such a thing. God, what a world. Universe, now. If you told me ten years ago that we weren't alone, let alone, you know, to this extent, I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised. But come on, you know? The epic forces of darkness and light that have come into play. And, for better or worse, that's the reality Amina's gonna have to find a way to grow up in."

MJ holds her daughter a little tighter looking at the hologram in front of them. "So I thought I'd probably better record a little greeting... In the case of an untimely death on my part. I mean, not that, death at any time isn't untimely. This time travel thing that we're gonna try and pull off tomorrow, it's– it's got me scratching my head about the survivability of it all. That's the thing. Then again, that's the hero gig. Part of the journey is the end." Peter suddenly gets up walking towards his camera. "What am I even trippin' for? Everything's gonna work out exactly the way it's supposed to." He leans down and smiles. He is looking straight at Amina. "I love you 3,000." Amina reches for the hologram but it disappears.