I shouldn't have waited to the last minute to do this, but I knew I had a long weekend and kept saying I have time to write it later. I nO LonGEr HavE TiMe.
Anyway, Enjoy!
Peters wounds didn't fully heal even though the beating wasn't bad. He knew that the more he ate the faster he healed, but they had started feeding him less and less instead hooking him up to IVs to give him the nutrients he needed.
He knew that but that didn't mean he understood why they didn't just throw him a sandwich every once and awhile.
He couldn't sleep much that night. Every time he closed his eyes faces of people he had killed raced across his eyelids. He didn't understand why he felt awful. Everyone at Hydra smiled and even patted him on the back when he killed someone he was supposed to. But he felt guilty.
He was woken by the same sound as always, sat up and got cuffed and collared before being moved to a training room.
They uncuffed him, then quickly left the room. The door slid open and three people came tumbling out. All three of them had machine guns.
"Do not kill spider," A voice said over the intercoms.
"Yes sir," He responded.
The countdown started and he prepared for them to shoot, "3, 2, 1."
His spidey sense screamed for him to jump landing on the wall he just entered. He then climbed to the ceiling, bullets still firing, and dropped on top of one of the men. Grabbing the gun and snapping it in half then pulling his arm and breaking it as well.
He continued to be shot at by the two other men, eventually, a bullet found its place, and ended up getting one in his shoulder.
He quickly disarmed both of them, then throwing a few punched to get them to the ground.
He the collar in his neck delivering a needle that gave him a sedative.
Fighting the men would get harder and harder, but he had to build up a higher tolerance than he already did to the sedative because S.H.I.E.L.D. was notorious for using them.
He fought another three men, this time being extra careful and only got punched once, but not shot.
Then another sedative, then another, and another. Each time fighting another set of three men.
He was pushing himself off the mat, about ready to get his ass handed to him for the 2nd time his round when he heard a loud explosion.
Immediately everyone stopped the training, instead quickly helping Peter up and moving him to the door, then retreating back to the door that leads to their quarters.
He wiped the blood from his mouth, rubbed his shoulder, and waited for the prick that would clear the sedatives from his system.
Within seconds of being pricked he felt more awake then he was this morning.
They opened the door and he noticed the red circular lights twirling
"People have broken into the building Spider." a spectator said, handing him his black-white suit, "You will stay on this floor and kill anyone who enters. The only entrance and exit are through the elevator over by the solitary rooms. Don't let them get to the research labs. Understand?"
Peter nodded turning to get into position, the mask still in his hand.
The man grabbed Peter before he could run off, his yellow teeth showing a little more than normal, "You won't like the consequences if you fail." Then he turned running and joining the other doctors and researchers in one of the panic rooms.
Peter raced over to the solitary rooms, which he had gotten to know pretty well over the past few years, and waited for the creaky doors to open.
He hopped onto the ceiling, trying to stay out of view, even pressing stealth mode so the entire suit would be fully black except the small white spider emblem, and would maintain the temperature of the room so thermal scanning wouldn't be able to find him.
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All the Avengers prepared himself for the soldiers and the weapon.
Tony had been more nervous for each floor then went down. S.H.I.E.L.D. had cleared the top floors and were making there way to the one in the middle, but the Avengers had been sent to the bottom floor since it was rumored to have the weapon down there, and what they assume to be super soldier- or soldiers waiting to be turned super.
He had his suit scanning for heat signatures of the floor before the door opened, none showed up near, a bunch of people were piled into a room farther away, and a few people were locked into cells on the other side. He didn't pick up anything that was Steves heat, because he ran a few degrees warmer than most normal people.
"I'm not getting any Super Soldier signatures yet." Tony said, "There are two main groups, we need to spread out to find them, I'll send you their locations."
Steve Natasha and Wanda paired up to go to one location while Clint, Sam, and Tony all got ready to head to the other.
The door of the elevator opened and the hall was only lit by spinning red lights.
Tony turned his lights on for a moment so the Avengers could see what the hall looked like, and for the few seconds, Tony saw something on the ceiling move, through quickly forgot about it.
"Keep your eyes peeled for anything that could be a weapon. And make sure you try and save any research like Fury said," Steve reminded them stepping out into the bottom floor first. There were many doors on both sides of them, a small window latch at eye level along with a smaller area for what looked to be a food area.
"They are cells," Natasha said quietly, saying what everyone was thinking.
"There are a lot of them, does that mean there are a lot of soldiers?" Wanda asked as they worked there way down the hall.
The quiet made everyone feel a little uneasy.
They came to the spit in the hall, and the group slowly parted.
Tony going first, then Clint, then Sam.
They were almost to the door when they could hear the sound of Natasha's gun and yelling.
Tony turned around his heart rate picking up fast.
"You guys get through this door, I'm going to go see if they need help," Tony said quietly.
Clint almost looked scared at the fact that Tony was leaving, but continued on to the door, him and Sam trying to figure out how they were going to open it.
Tony raced back, the gunshots still ringing out as he entered turned the corner to see a dark hall the only light coming from Wanda's weird magic and Natashas gun.
Steve was pulling himself off the ground looking really disoriented.
Tony turned on his floodlights again, this time not turning them off, and was able to see a small thin figure on the ceiling.
It turned towards Tony crawling towards him, Natasha shoots a few more times, one hitting it in the creature side.
Tony fired his repulsors a few times, but the thing seemed to be predicting every move he was going to make.
It dropped on top of him slamming its elbows down in his helmet multiple times before jumping to the wall avoiding a hit from Caps shield. Taking the right arm of Tony's suit with him.
The thing jumped off the wall, towards Natasha, but got caught mid-air by Wanda's magic. Then got slammed against the ground.
Tony could hear the things air escaping its lungs… if it even had lungs.
It jumped up again, knocking the gun from Natasha, and used something to keep her against the wall… it almost looked like webbing.
He got one good punch on Wanda before Steve was able to get up close, placing the sedative in the things side.
It dropped fast. Crumbling to the ground...
Tony's faceplate wasn't able to slide up because severe damage had been done to the helmet. That also meant F.R.I.D.A.Y. couldn't scan the thing.
"Clint, Sam are you guys okay?" Tony asked, hoping they didn't have one of these things in front of them too.
Clint responded, "A bunch of prisoners, they look beaten up and are all wearing collars, but none seem superhuman. Is everything okay over there?" He asked.
Natasha must have noticed the metal bulky collar the same time Tony did, because she bent down and carefully put her hand on it, then moving slightly to pull up the mask enough to see irritated skin. Well, she would have been able to see it if there wasn't blood and bruises covering him.
"We came across a, well I guess he was a prisoner as well. We are fine-"
Natasha had made a move to pull up the mask but the thing sprung back to life again. Kicking her upwards and shooting webs at Tony's feet pulling them out from under him.
He webbed the witch to the wall, but it didn't last long, and she quickly tore out of them. Steve sending his shield flying again this time it hit its target. Another needle was injected into the thing, this time by Natasha. Who was cradling her side and let out a few whisper curse whispers in Russian.
Wanda had torn through the door easily, pulling out the doctors Steve cuffing them and helping her get them ready for S.H.I.E.L.D. when they arrive down here.
Steve looked at the prisoner, even though he hadn't moved since he was injected, and they had placed power damping cuffs on him something about him made Steve feel off.
He walked over to Tony who was leaning against the wall, looking at the arm that had been turned off.
"I don't want S.H.I.E.L.D. to know about that yet." He said nodding towards unconscious Peter, "Let's take him back to the Tower for know and decide whether this is something Fury should have."
Tony let out a small chuckle, "Are you, Captain America, suggesting that we lie?"
Steve shifted on his feet, "You got a problem with that?"
Tony lifted the robotic arm that used to be a part of the suit and tapped Steve on the shoulder with it, "Not at all," He responded.
"Good, get Natasha to help you bring him up to the Quinjet unnoticed, I'll go help, Clint and Sam," Steve said turning on his feet and grabbing two doctors getting ready to move them with Wanda who had the other two.
Yeah, that took slightly longer than I thought it would ripppp. This chapter was longer then most, idk if I will be able to keep it up. Because my teachers decided to assign homework over Thanksgiving. HoW DarE ThEY!
Anyway thanks for reading. Leave a review if you feel like it.
-Andie Lynn