Sorry for short chapter. I promise future ones will be longer. I also plan to update the chapter every two days. Also! Thank you to those who wrote a review! Feedback was welcome. Forgive me for grammar errors. And finally I own nothing!
Tony blasted into the sky with the spider kid in his arms. He and Steve already agreed to meet at the tower. Hopefully Banner will be in the labs. Tony looked down at the figure in his arms. Spider-Man was thin but lean. He also saw the wound on his leg. The giant lizard did a real number on him. He began to worry more and sped up.
Finally he reached the tower. "Jarvis! Tell Banner I need him in the medical wing now! Its a matter of life or death." He walked quickly toward the medical wing, afraid that if he ran that would cause the wound to open more. Finally reaching the wing he laid down spidey on the bed. Moments later Banner jogged in.
"What's wrong?" He asked sounding a little out of breath.
"Spidey got hurt by saving us." He replied quickly.
Banner rolled up his sleeves and rushed over toward a drawer and pulled out scissors and a syringe full of some kind of liquid. He quickly cut away Spider-Mans pant leg that the wound was on and injected him with the liquid.
"This will slow the blood flow. Grab to bags of 0 negative blood and quickly get them in him. He lost a lot of blood." Banner walked over to a sink and quickly washed his hands. Then went over to another drawer and pulled out a lot of nasty looking tools. Without any word he got to work.
Peter let out a groan. He was sore and achy all over. And his leg, oh god his leg. It felt like it was on fire. He let out an inner whimper and then an outer sigh. He slowly opened his eyes to a dimly lit room that seemed like a hospital room but not quit. The turned his head to the side and saw a chair with a familiar form and face sitting in it. Captain America was sleeping in the chair. He form was slumped with his head in his hand with his elbow resting on the arm rest. He looked around some more and deduced that he was in the infamous Avenger Tower. He started to panic slightly and thoughts raced through his mind.
Do they know who I am? Did they test my blood? He thought. He looked back to the Captain and still saw he was sound asleep. So he decided to be what spider are known for. He was going to be sneaky, and disappear. He slowly sat up holding in moans of pain. He slowly, very slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed. He set one foot down and felt fine then set the other one down. Big mistake. Pain exploded through his leg. He couldn't hold back a low scream. He landed on his hands and knees, causing even more pain Even though it wasn't very loud he heard a chair screech backward and a pair of hands landed on his shoulder helping him up and back on the bed. He didn't fight back since lying down help the pain a lot. He heard a door slide open and two sets of feet walking in.
"You shouldn't of gotten up. You have have a couple dozens staples in that leg. You're lucky you still have it." He heard a voice say. He opened his eyes and through his mask he was once again star dazed. It was Bruce Banner. THE BRUCE BANNER. If he wasn't already breathing hard he would have started by now.
"Wel-" He started to say when he croaked, his throat was extremely dry. Someone handed him a glass of water. He looked up to see who the hand belonged to. It belonged to to Tony Stark. God if I meet anymore of my heros I may actually die. He took the glass of water and lifted his mask enough to down the entire thing. When he was down he let out a loud gasp and his head fell back against the pillow.
"You alright kid?" Steve Rogers asked him. Deep concern showing in his eyes.
He let out a sigh. "Peachy, got office supplies in my leg. Head feels like a teenagers zit that someone just popped."
Tony let out a chuckle. "I like your humor kid. But Doc's right, you can't move around like you did before."
"Yeah, I guessed as much when I landed on my hands and knee almost screaming in pain." He pulled his masked back down his face.
"I'm going to up your morphine. You're going to need a lot of rest. And don't worry, we won't try to figure out who you are." Bruce looked down and gave Peter a warm smile.
Tony gawked at Bruce. "But, but-" Steve jabbed Tony in the side with his elbow to shut him up. "Ow! What did you do that for?" Tony glared at Steve.
Steve looked at Peter and gave him a sad smile. "Sorry again about what I said earlier. Really don't know why I said it."
Peter shook it head. "Its fine, all is forgiven. And thank you for taking care of my leg. But I can only stay for tonight. Tomorrow I need to leave."
Steve and Tony looked alarmed. Bruce spoke up first. "We can stop you, but when you will need to come back to get those staples taken out and make sure an infection doesn't come in while you're out and swinging around."
Peter nodded his head. He would of said more if his eyelids didn't start to feel very heavy. He yawned.
"We will let you get some sleep." Steve said while pushing Tony out of the room. Bruce followed behind, turning the lights off the doors slide close.
Before Peter could sleep he had to do one more thing. He felt his sides and found the make-shift pocket. He pulled out his phone, the screen was cracked but it still worked. He took a moment to listen around him making sure he was alone. After a couple of minutes he was satisfied he was alone.
He dialed Aunt Mays number.
"Peter Parker! Where are you?" She semi-yelled into the phone.
"Aunt May I'm really sorry. I forgot I have this week long project with a partner, he's been gone all week and we need to work on it for tonight and tomorrow. Please don't be mad at me."
Peter heard Aunt May sigh. "I'm not mad, just worried. Please tell me next time. And make sure you finish that project. Don't be goofing around."
"Of course Aunt May. I'm really sorry." He paused before mumbling. "I love you."
"I love you to Peter. Get a good nights rest." She said.
"Good night" Peter said before hanging up.
Peter let out a sigh. His leg still hurt but he was to tired to care. Once again black filled his vision.