Listen, I didn't ask for this | MCU
(Warning! This story may contain blood or violence or angst. Probably all three. So, uh, you've been warned)
Peter Parker couldn't take it. Mr. Stark was dead, he was dead... And Peter didn't know what to do. The funeral was later today. He buttoned his shirt slowly. He looked in the mirror. All of this... No, no, he couldn't go. All of those people, Mr- Mr. Stark's body... He didn't want to see that. He couldn't do this.
"Peter, are you ready to go?!?" Aunt May called.
He climbed out the window and down the side of the building. All of a sudden, an orange door opened, and three people dressed in black protective gear stepped out of it.
"Mr. Parker, you are under arrest for crimes against the sacred timeline."
Peter Parker couldn't take it. Mr. Stark was dead, he was dead... And Peter didn't know what to do. The funeral was later today. He buttoned his shirt slowly. He looked in the mirror. All of this... No, no, he couldn't go. All of those people, Mr- Mr. Stark's body... He didn't want to see that. He couldn't do this.
"Peter, are you ready to go?!?" Aunt May called.
He climbed out the window and down the side of the building. All of a sudden, an orange door opened, and three people dressed in black protective gear stepped out of it.
"Mr. Parker, you are under arrest for crimes against the sacred timeline."