"Oh God" Peter thought "Oh God, oh my God, oh no." Peter tried to punch in an S.O.S message to send to Tony but to his horror his watch wouldn't work. "Crap" Peter yelled out loud "S.H.I.E.L.D must have disabled it" he groaned. "Has this freaking hallway always been this long." Peter sprinted down the staircase, the sound of his feet echoing loudly. Only a few feet away, Natasha Romanov followed making sure that Peter ran out the exit where Steve and Sam Wilson would be waiting.
"Coming your way Steve, get ready"
"I'm on it" Steve replied
A few seconds later Peter bursted out the back door of his school and tried to run. His spider sense was going off like crazy, he couldn't tell what it was trying to warn him against. "Woo" Peter yelled ducking under Captain America's vibranium shield, with it just barely missing his neck. Peter stopped for a second, stunned, as Steve jumped in front of him stopping him in his tracks.
"Peter Parker" he said calmly placing his shield on his back and crossing his arms over his chest "We need to talk."
"So I'm guessing this is the part when you ask if I would prefer the easy way or the hard way." Peter tried to sound confident and sarcastic, but he could tell that Cap saw right through it. Looking around Peter made sure that none of his fellow students could see him and he tried to make an escape plan. Peter was standing behind the school, a few windows were facing him but he figures that the Avengers wouldn't chose this part of the school if they thought people could see them. He then considered climbing to the roof and swinging away, but he would have to get past Rogers.
"We don't want to hurt you" Steve called out to him.
"But if we have to, we will" Sam Wilson said landing behind Peter. Seeing no other way out he prepared to fight until Natasha appeared to his left, he was completely surrounded.
"Listen, I don't know anything ok. Nothing." Peter tried to reason his hands innocently up in the air.
"For someone with a secret identity, you're not very good at lying." Sam responded.
Peter tensed up, he didn't think he could win this fight so he prepared to run.
"I guess it's the hard way then, huh." Steve said
"I guess so" Peter whispered to himself.
Peter sprinted forward then quickly dashed left as Cap came to meet him, successfully avoiding his reach. He ran up to Sam, and dove under his arms as Sam tried to catch him. Seeing no other option he jumped up onto the wall of his building and started climbing up as fast as he could.
He got only a few feet up when Peter felt a blow and sheering pain in his left leg, "Gah" he yelled. Peter didn't have to look down to know that he had been hit by Cap's shield. He tried to climb but his leg hurt like hell, Peter was sure something must have been sprained or broken.
He managed to climb up a few more feet when he felt Sam wrap his arms around Peter's waist, pry him off the wall, and fly him closer to the ground. Struggling as much as he could, Peter was able to break free from his grip and fell the rest of the way to the ground. He landed on his leg awkwardly only to be met with extreme pain on his bruised ankle.
Peter knew he wouldn't be able to get anywhere on his foot so he shot a web onto the building and tried to swing to the roof again. Just as he lifted himself off the ground, Cap's shield flew through the air and cut his webbing in half. Landing on his back, Peter's vision blurred. His leg was on fire and he hit his head pretty hard on the ground. The three Avengers walked over to Peter, but just as they were about to grab him his spider sense went off and Peter's overdrive kicked in. He jumped up off the floor, flipped backwards and tried to shoot another web.
Just before he could take off Natasha grabbed him from behind and threw him forcefully to the ground. Peter turned and realised he was surrounded again. Feeling a rush of adrenalin, Peter slid under Cap. Catching them off guard, Peter webbed up Sam's legs and Cap's arms. Again he tried to run but fell over immediately as his already injured leg crumpled beneath him. Peter barely managed to push himself off the ground as Natasha shot a sedative at his neck. Peter felt the small metal tablet piercing the skin on the back of his neck causing it to go numb almost immediately.
"Ugg, what the hell was that" Peter mumbled while trying (and failing) to get up and run again.
"Relax, it's just a sedative. You'll be fine Peter we're talking you to S.H.I.E.L.D HQ" Natasha responded.
Peter began to panic and tried to run off for one final attempt. His vision began to blur and spin and he felt himself start to fall over. Grabbing onto the wall, Peter tried one last time to communicate to Tony and send a distress call, but his watch still wasn't working. Suddenly he begane felt very nauseous, all the blood rushed from his head and he couldn't feel the wall anymore.
"Damn" he thought. Peter felt Natasha grab onto his shoulders, trying to catch him, but he shook her off and stumbled forward. Peter then heard her say something to him, but he couldn't make it out over the ringing in his ears. The last thing Peter saw was two more shapes walking over to get him before his whole body became numb, "Stop" he tried to mumble, but it was too late. He fell to his knees and placed a hand on the ground to steady himself. He let out two long breaths before his arm gave out and he toppled over to the side, black spots popped up over his vision before he finally gave into unconsciousness.
"Now what do we do" Sam Wilson asked. Like the rest of them, he was just staring at the sleeping Peter.
"I guess we take him to S.H.I.E.L.D." Steve replied.
"I'll get the van." Natasha said walking away.
"Are you sure you're ok with this" Sam asked Steve.
"I trust Fury. He said he wouldn't hurt him."
"I know, it's just, I mean he looks so young. 15-16 years old, he can't be more than a sophomore. Can't we just, I don't know, put a tracker on him and see if he'll lead us to the weapon." Sam asked. He knew his idea wouldn't have worked but he couldn't stop thinking about how young the Spider-"Man" looked without his mask on.
Sam and Steve waited for a while in an uncomfortable silence until Natasha pulled up in the S.H.I.E.L.D issued black van with tinted windows.
"Put him in the back." She said "There's handcuffs in there strong enough to hold you Steve."
Cap carefully loaded Peter into the van and cuffed him to the seat. None of them talked to each other for the rest of the ride. The silence was due mostly because of guilt, none of them wanted to kidnap a teenager, however they too didn't see any other options.
Nearing the drop off site, Natasha called Fury to let him know the job was done.
"He'll have a quinjet ready in ten minutes, everything should be set up by the time we get there." She informed the team.
"Where are they going to take him" Sam asked, looking back at Peter who was still unconscious in the back seat, his head lolled against the chair and shook slightly as the car went over a pothole.
"Fury didn't tell us" Steve responded "Listen, you have to relax Sam, Fury's not going to torture a kid."
"Then how does he know 'Peter' is going to talk"
"Fury is experienced, he knows what he's doing. This whole thing will blow over soon" Natasha reassured him.
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Peter woke up a while later with no idea where he was. His hands were tightly cuffed behind his back and his feet were bound to a seat as well. Afraid to open his eyes, Peter tried to listen to the people around him.
"How much longer Agent Wilks?" the first voice asked.
"About ten minutes Director Fury, Sir"
"Very good" the voice responded
Peter's heart began to beat faster. 'I'm in S.H.I.E.L.D' he thought 'Shit, this is a plane' Peter suddenly realised 'I'm on a freaking S.H.I.E.L.D plane heading to God knows where with the Director Fury, and I'm handcuffed.' Peter could hardly breathe he was so scared. 'They want the weapon, and I still don't know where it is. Oh my God they're not going to let me leave until I tell them where. Holy shit! How the hell am I going to get out of these.' Peter's heart rate quickened again 'Oh God please let Mr. Stark find me.' Peter started to fight against the handcuffs, he couldn't think straight, he had to get out, he had to do something.
"Look who's finally awake" Peter opened his eyes to see the towering figure of the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D looming over him. Peter looked around the place he was in. Both sides of the quinjet were lined with five seats, at the end of which were 5 parachutes and a computer screen. Sitting across from him were two fully armed S.H.I.E.L.D agents, they sat straight faced and attentive, staring directly forward. There were no windows in the back, only in the cockpit; Peter saw the ocean. 'Well, Crap' he thought.
"I can assume that you know why you're here" The one eyed man asked. Peter just stared at him in response. "That's fine you don't have to start talking yet. There's plenty of time for that". Peter hands started to sweat and his breath quickened at those words.
"I need you to see things from our point of view. I know Tony has probably filled your head with speeches of arms races, dangers of trusting S.H.I.E.L.D and God knows what else. The thing is… Well Peter do you know what S.H.I.E.L.D stands for." Peter shook his head yes.
"Well then take this as a friendly reminder, it stands for Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division. We were formed to protect people from things that they couldn't possible understand, and for that matter, should never have to. That's something you should keep in mind." Fury paused and took a second to look at Peter. "You're in high school right. Fifteen, sixteen years old, and Tony's already having you running little errands for him." he scoffed.
"I don't work for Mr. Stark" Peter rebutted.
"Oh, I'm sure" he laughed "You just owe him for the technology and the suit right"
"Listen" Peter yelled gaining confidence "I'm not going to tell you where it is! Mr. Stark told me about the nuke, how you were going to drop it on New York. How you were going to kill all those people. I'm not telling you where the F-S- whatever is, I can't trust you."
"Oh, is that what Tony told you. That the world's most dangerous weapon would be safer in a vault underground, with minimal security and some cameras than at S.H.I.E.L.D. And I can see Tony conveniently forgot that I didn't want to drop the nuke…. Tell me Peter, can you name the location of just one S.H.I.E.L.D base." Peter stared back unable to answer "That's what I thought. No one knows the location of all the bases except for me. S.H.I.E.L.D is the safest place on Earth, the weapon belongs here where our scientists can study it and our agents can protect it."
"Well that didn't work out so well with the tesseract, you couldn't protect that" Peter snapped
"Tony told you about that whole business huh."
"Yeah, he told me that you were messing with technology you didn't understand and it didn't end up so well last time. What's to say you won't mess it all up again!"
"You're talking about things you don't understand, Parker. The tesseract was alien technology, this particular weapon was made by an ego obsessed man who wanted to create as much destruction as possible. Listen closely Peter, we're not going to use that weapon. We deal with more crap everyday than you could possibly imagine. With the technology, the power, that comes through our doors on a daily bases, we don't need it. But the thing is neither does Tony. It'll be safe with us"
"I'm not telling you anything. I trust Mr. Stark and he doesn't trust you. I'm not going to betray him."
"You're stubborn Parker, all that means is that you'll be here for a while. Trust me, you can't keep a secret from us forever." Fury declared.
"Direct Fury, prepare to land" the pilot called.
Fury sat down next to Peter and strapped himself him.
"Where are we going" Peter asked.
"That's classified" he responded.