"Hey Mr. Stark! I could use a little backup here!" Peter Said. He punched yet another HYDRA agent and webbed him up.
"I'm coming kid," Tony Said. He flew over to where Peter was fighting the HYDRA agents and blasted most away.
"Thanks Mr. Stark!" Peter said before webbing an agent and pulling him right into his fist. Wanda rose up above him and blasted the last few with red mist. She watched them scream in pain as they fell to the ground, unconscious with blood streaming out their noses.
"Where d'you learn that one?" Peter Said.
"I just gave them strokes," Wanda Said, shrugging like it was no big deal. She flew over to another part of the compound and forced a few agents away from Natasha, who was fighting like nobody's business. Wanda lifted a few she was fighting into the air and brought them down with a crash.
"Thanks," Said Nat.
"Don't mention it, Widow," she shot back. One agent pulled out a gun that looked strange. He fired, Wanda dodged, but the bullet followed her around. She wove and dodged but it managed to hit her and reached her body with pain. Wanda tried to use her mist to throw away the attacker, but not a weak spiral came out. It took all her strength to blast the man away. Nat looked up and saw something was wrong with Wanda. She was struggling to use her powers, and Nat watched as she sank in a dead faint from exhaustion. She caught Wanda and then felt a shudder. Fissures in the ground opened up, and all of a sudden a wave of water crashed down on the Avengers. Tony, Peter and Nat with Wanda in her arms were all swept away. Nat tried to stay above water, but the churning waves made it impossible. She slowly sank, watching the watery sun disappear into the abyss of raging currents of blue.
Peter woke up in a strange room. The last thing he remembered was sinking in a spiral of water. He tried to move and leave, but he was cuffed by some strange devices to a table. He looked to the right and saw Wanda in a similar contraption. He looked to his left and saw Tony and Nat encased in some sort of bulletproof glass holding cell. Peter turned once more and saw a brutish HYDRA agent walk towards them.
"So, you here for my medical checkup?" Peter Said.
"I'm here for information," the man said. He pressed a small button on the remote and the cuffs on Peters hands turned bright blue. Shockwaves entered his system and electrocuted him with painful amounts of energy. Peter forced himself not to scream but couldn't hold back a small whimper.
"You'll never get anything out of me," Peter Said.
"Oh, you won't tell me," the man said. "They will." He pointed to Tony and Natasha. Both looked horrified and in mental pain.
"Torturing the young ones always works," he said. He pressed the button and held it fast, the electricity burning up in Peter's body. He couldn't help it anymore. He screamed, and this only made the torturer increase the voltage. Peter screamed, the pain unbearable. He thrashed about in his cuffs, his head twitching from side to side. As soon as he was about to pass out, the torturer stopped. Peters face was dripping with sweat and his arm hairs felt singed. He looked his head over to the two older Avengers. Tony has his head in his hands, pacing and pacing. He would occasionally punch a wall, and the look in his eyes was one of muted despair. Peter saw his shout something along the lines of He's only 16!Or something. Natasha. The great, powerful, battle hardened Widow was... crying. Tears glistened on her face as she stared at Peter.
"Don't tell them," He mouthed to her. Her face hardened slightly, taking on his words of encouragement. "Don't."
Wanda woke up a similar way to Peter. She turned her head and saw him. She could faintly hear his screams as a HYDRA agent seemed to electrocute him. Wanda cringed at the sound of his screams, the thrashed in her bonds to free him. This only brought the attention of another agent, this one a woman. She had thick black eyeliner that matched her hair pulled back into a seamless bun. Her eyes were wide set, adding to her look of Maleficent. Her cheekbones seemed to cut into her cheeks a bit and she leaned close into Wanda.
"Let's have some fun, shall we?" The woman said sadistic in tones. She took out a small pen light shaped tool. Wanda tried to curse the woman, but only a thin stream of mist came out. The woman pressed the stick to her temple, and Wanda's mind split into a blaze of fire. She didn't even know she was screaming. The pain was like a searing awl into her temple. Wanda knew she was yelling loudly, but she couldn't stop. Her screams harmonized with Peter's in a horrible way, The torturer finally took away the pen from Wanda temple, and she finally relaxed.
She turned her head and aw the same thing Peter saw. Tony, pacing, mad to the point of exhaustion. Natasha, broken beyond repair, reduced to tears, never said to happen to the Widow. Wanda smiled sadly at Natasha as another tear seared down her face. She looked hopelessly at Wanda, and she responded. Wanda used her last shreds of power to produce enough mist to turn her eyes red. They flashed for a few seconds and grew more steady. The color grew until her eyes were beacons. Natasha nudged Tony and he looked over at her. She mouthed the word to him. Unbeaten.
Yet.