peter parker (thespiderling) wrote in avengers_logs, @ 2019-07-29 17:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | -complete, -narrative, -spoiler, peter parker |
Who: Peter Parker
What: Peter gets another round of memories
When: Backdated to the evening of July 23
Rating/Warnings: Green, lots of spoilers for Spider-man: Far From Home
"Spiderman’s name is - is Peter Parker."
“What the f-”
Peter jolted awake to an empty subway car as the wheels screeched to a halt, heaving in a breath. Nonononothiscan'tbehappening - the thought played on a loop. His fingertips were clenched against the web-shooters hidden beneath his sleeves, and his warning tingle was coming at him from all angles. Everything was being pinged as a danger, from the unoccupied seat beside him to the fluorescent lights above. Another train sped by in the opposite direction and Peter lurched away from the window, remembering exactly how it felt to be run over by one. And it hurt.
He shoved his hand into the doors, forcing the metal to bend and scrape open before the subway began to pick up speed again. He wasn't thinking of possible security footage, and he wasn't thinking of witnesses - his enhanced senses were telling him to run, and so he did, skidding up the stairs of the station until the oppressive air of a hot New York summer night hit him.
His perception of reality teetered between one dimension and another. Hadn’t he only just been perched on a lamp post outside of Madison Square Garden, listening to Quentin Beck tear his secret identity to shreds? MJ had been there, too, and he had to make sure she was okay - he'd put her in danger once already, and no way was he going to let anything come close to happening again.
It was the televised news outside of a convenience store that finally made Peter pause. Jameson was on the screen, but he wasn’t ranting about the evils of Spider-man and the poor martyred Mysterio. Instead he was going on about the possibility of reptilians taking over the government, and Spider-man didn’t even seem to be a blip on his radar.
"Stark has - as usual - neglected to comment on our very credible evidence," the newsman scoffed, and the name slammed into Peter like a ton of bricks.
Tony wasn't dead. Tony wasn't dead because Peter had just been at the Stark Industries labs working on his suit, and he'd lost track of time, it was late, so he'd stupidly fallen asleep on the train home. And while the world around him felt like one of Beck’s illusions, while Peter was afraid of him still...this kind of thing had happened before. The dreams, the memories. Maybe it was happening again.
Peter ducked into an alleyway and crawled up the side of a building, soon traveling over the rooftops back towards Manhattan. He'd look for answers first, and if he couldn't find them - he'd start back at square one. It looked like dream-him was about to have to do the same.