Alright guys, here is the 3rd and final chapter of the infinity war prequel, this chapter will show moments from the leaked infinity war trailer, so if you don't want SPOILERS don't read! Hope ya enjoy!

Peter and Ned filed to their seats on the bus, Ned stumbling slightly, due to the fact that the bus started to move. When they finally slid into an available seat, they were nearly at the back.

Peter started to check his phone, but Ned pulled him out of sight and began the usual questioning him on his powers, asking what Avengers Peter had yet to meet and, "Should we tell everyone?"

Peter groaned, "Ned, the answer is still no, and it's not going to change! It's safer if this all stays a secret," Peter's agitated whisper was short and to-the-point, so, wisely, Ned chose to drop the subject.

"Did you finish Mr. Nguyen's Spanish assignment?"

"Barely," Peter straightened up, seeing as there was no longer any point in hiding or whispering, noticed a middle aged woman staring at him curiously, and sent an awkward smile in her direction. "I was out pretty late so I did it as fast as I could, I haven't checked it over or anything."

Ned pulled out his phone, "Have you seen the lip-sync battle? It's crazy hilarious! So this guy dresses…"

Peter's gaze flitted around the bus; ever since Sam had mentioned the infinity stones to Peter, he hadn't been able to shake the feeling of unease, nor the uncomfortable buzzing at the base of his skull. He'd honestly started to feel like the two sensations were linked somehow, but in what way, he had yet to uncover. He looked over at Ned, who was engrossed in some Youtube video, he should probably mention it to him, but was worried that it would renew Ned's obsession with Peter's powers, maybe what he was feeling was due to the spider bite?

The spider heard his phone beep with some notification, and grabbed it from his pocket out of habit. It was Michelle Jones. Leaning his arm on the back of the empty seat in front of him, Peter opened messages, unsure of what to expect.

MJ: Hey loser

MJ: Loser

MJ: Are you coming to decathlon?

MJ: I'm supposed to know this stuff

MJ: Cause I'm leader and all

PP: I'm coming MJ

MJ: Ok

MJ: Don't quit again

MJ: We need you

MJ: You know, because you're smarter than Flash

Peter smirked as the bus hit a bump, and fumbled with his phone. He began to type his response when he got goosebumps, literally. He looked at his arm to see all the hairs standing on end, and it wasn't just that: The buzzing in his skull had soared to blaring new heights, overwhelming him with the feeling that something was very, very, very wrong. His head whirled to face the window as he scanned the outside landscape.

Something was coming and Peter knew he wasn't going to like it.

oOo

Peter's worst fears were confirmed when the bus pulled up on at the stop next to Midtown. The second he and Ned left the bus, a dark haired man in tinted glasses approached Peter.

"Hey kid." To say that Tony Stark looked tired was an understatement, his eye-bags were more prominent than usual and colored a deep purple.

"Uh, Mr. Stark… what's up?"

Stark pulled him aside, as Peter now realized he was blocking the bus entrance, but it didn't matter; everyone both on and off the bus were completely still, gawking at the pair.

Ned piped up behind Peter, "Hey Mr. Stark!"

Ned received a nod, gave Peter a thumbs up, and strutted off to school as though he talked to Iron Man every day. He was the only one though, everyone else remained stock still.

Tony addressed the gathered crowd like he would a press conference, "Move along people, nothing to see here, just checking in with my intern."

Putting his arm across Peter's shoulders, Tony steered him the opposite way of Midtown, and began walking him to a (for Tony Stark), surprisingly normal looking car, it didn't even have a chauffeur (again, for Tony, surprising). Stark got into the drivers seat, while Peter hesitated outside, was he supposed to get in?

Stark rolled down the window, "C'mon kid, we're on a tight schedule."

So Peter got inside.

"Mr. Stark-"

"Call me Tony."

"As cool as it is to see you, I've got school today, and… wait," Peter leaned towards him eagerly, "Is something happening?!"

Tony sighed, "Yes kid, and as much as I hate to bring a teenager into this, we need all the help we can get."

~END~

Thanks for reading people! I hope you enjoyed, and if so, please review, it's super motivating! I think I might write a fanfic based off of the SPOILER ALERT scene from the Infinity War trailer where peter's apologizing to Tony and make it super angsty (muahahhahahahahaha) Anyways, thanks for clicking on this story, and I hope to see ya soon!

~BeautifulKnight