WARNING: I don not own any of the characters nor do I own the idea of the characters, literally everything belongs to Marvel. Also Tom Holland is my spider man and in this fic he is 14 1/2 but you can imagine whatever spider-man you like the most. Also this is my first fic basically so let me know what you guys think! I will try to update every Friday and Wednesday! Also he has that hideous sweater outfit on instead of the one Tony gave him
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The amount of aliens that popped out of the void of space was surprising to say the least, Spiderman knew that there was a group of people taking them down and everything but some still slipped by them. 'Aunt May is going to kill me for doing this during an alien invasion. Hopefully she won't kill me that badly.' Swinging on to an alien space craft and punched both monsters that were on it, he then jumped onto another on once the first one started to lose control. He continued to do that until the current on he was jumping towards exploded and sent him flying into a building, a groan escaped the young teen's lips as he dove back out into the street and took down as many aliens as he could.
After a couple hours (or so it felt) he started to reach his limit. His breathing became uneven and his legs felt like he had been shot, his wed shooters were running out of fuel and to make matters worse, he was hearing everything 12x louder than normal. His senses were off the charts and his Spidey-sense was going haywire from all the weapon carrying space demons around him. "Got to take a break and got to rest." Using the web shooters he found refuge in an a building devoid of civilians and it wasn't in danger of being destroyed. With a deep sigh Peter sat down and closed his eyes for a moment… just a moment.
He awoke with his Spidey-sense blowing through the rough and giving him a large headache, he couldn't move at all. His libs were tied down to a metal table and he could see tubes of some sort around in in a circle almost. 'I am so fucked.'
That was 3 years ago no one knew where Peter Parker went or Spiderman.
It took quite some time for all of New York to get cleaned up and rebuilt, Queens was in ruins, Brooklyn looked like someone beat it up in a dark alley, Bronx wasn't any better and Manhattan looked like a bomb hit it. Plus it took forever for Stark and the authorities to get every piece of alien tech away from the city's hands, the amount of convincing he needed to do was annoying. And when you add S.H.E.I.L.D to the mix… let's ,just say that Stark wasn't the only one with headaches at the moment. Currently all the Avenger's were in Stark Tower er… A Tower at the moment because Director Fury had something of the up most importance to discuss with the newly founded team.
"I can assume by the looks on your faces you guys don't want to be here." No one said anything but Natasha gave him the no-fucking-shit- look through her eyes. "What do you need Fury?" Even Captain America sounded a bit annoyed, "I came to inform you on a certain something that has recently be discovered." He turned and a screen was pulled up with a Hydra symbol on it, Roger's immediately stiffened and glared at the screen "Hydra? They're still alive?" Fury nodded his head "yes. They showed up a few days ago in our data base and apparently so did he. Right next to the Hydra symbol was someone in black and blue looking sweats with black googles and a red mask swinging around buildings and taking down aliens. "Whose that?" Fury shrugged "we don't know but he goes by the name of Spiderman in the streets of Queens and everything. He went missing, crime on the streets has become almost too much to handle. The cops got so used to having help that they're practically useless."
Fury gave a loud sigh "and we found out that someone has been stealing tech from the aliens and creating weapons." He then pulled up footage from a nearby park ad the team saw a large blue light appear and then disappear. "What do you want us to do? We have our hands full already." Fury couldn't help but frown a bit at Tony's words "my agents are trying to figure this all out but you guys might need to stop crime in the streets." Barton gave a low groan and rolled his eyes while the others held faces of indifference, "wait. What does this spider kid have to do with Hydra?" Steve asked with a brow raised, "don't you think it's a bit strange for some wall crawling flying boy to show up when Hydra shows up? Come he just got on my radar? That's what we need to figure out and fast. I don't want any more super soldiers in New York." He then turned to face Steve "some of them might not be so nice like you." With that the leader of S.H.E.I.L.D left the A Tower and was out of sight, the new team looked at each other and sat in silence.
"Whose doing patrol tonight?" Stark said with am arm raised towards the window in the meeting room, the other s just stared at him and shook their heads.
It hurt so bad. So fucking bad, Peter's screams were being ripped out of him as the allowed their spiders to roam on him. They were biting all over and died as soon as they did so, some even went into his mouth and he had a panic attacked after the doctors had taken it out. His suit had been torn to shreds in the first few weeks here but the experiments started after the first six months, the nightmares followed soon after. They always said the day in English for him, as if they wanted him to see that no one was coming after him. It's been three years he thinks. "Let me go! Let me go!" Peter screamed. He knew his screams were futile, they injected him with some weird blue serum and scrapped off the dead spiders from the table.
They have been doing something with weird sludge and machines but he couldn't identify what they were using on him. Finally after more hours of screaming and begging they had stopped and untied him from the table. They did this to make sure he would still be healthy enough for them to work on him and then threw him back into his cell. This time the cell was different from the metal walls, this time it was glass, he saw some spiders in the corner of the new cell. Once he was thrown in he crawled towards them and smiled, he stayed away though. They like to have their own space. But so did he.
He knew the doctors were watching him as he climbed on the walls and started making a nest out of his webs, he figured out what they were doing to him about a month ago. The spiders were genetically enhanced just like the spider that bit him in the beginning of his superhero life, they ended up giving him more spider like abilities. He could now create his own natural webbing, he had fangs and he could produce venom and heal quicker than normal. They also tried to kill him many times but failed because of how fast his healing was, Peter came to the conclusion that he was basically immortal.
Staying in his nest he watched the spiders in the corner carefully, watching what they did in order to survive. Then he heard a door open as well footsteps and guns moving around. His hearing and eye-sight has gotten better as well as his strength and speed, they started bringing around gunmen just incase he went berserk. He did once and killed one of the scientists that came to get him, he thought he was going to be killed as well but they were all pleasantly surprised at how well they had done. And when they felt good, the more experiments they conducted. "Come on down little Spider." The woman had a thick German accent and spoke something in that language to the soldiers who awaited for him to climb down. He tried to learn the language but it's difficult to learn when you're being tortured every day, the lady put chains on him quickly and dragged him out into their lab where they had food set out for him. Only the minimum to keep him alive and he was given water every 2 to 3 days.
Peter willed himself not to scream as they stabbed the tubes and needles into his arms and legs. But alas he couldn't, screams tore themselves out of him as they continued. He blacked out for a moment before they poured water over him to wake him up, he coughed and gagged until the screams came back as they continued to work. 'too much… I can't do this anymore…it hurts. It hurts.' The scientists wrote down and typed out notes as they continued to poke at his screaming form, he couldn't help but black out once more.