Winter was wearing her regular mortal clothes as she sat with the Avengers in their tower.
"Any idea where he could be?" Winter asked.
"We have one lead." Tony answered.
"What is it?" Winter asked, her sea green eyes full of concern over her friend.
"Arcade. He kidnaps superheroes and plays with them in what he calls Murderworlds. We believe that he has now kidnapped Peter to do the same thing. In the end, he usually murders them once he gets bored." Vision answered.
Winter bit the nail of her thumb. The Avengers were not surprised when Winter began whimpering. She looked like a sad puppy.
"So he's going to kill Peter?" Winter asked, not looking at them.
"We believe so. And that's why we need your help. Arcade nows what we can do. And we can't go to the Murderworld, only you can." Natasha answered.
"What are the Murderworlds like?" Winter asked.
"They vary. But the most recent one is an amusement park. It's very creepy." Tony said, shivering.
"How did I get there?" Winter asked.
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Peter's mask was off and he was tied to the car. His legs and arms were tied up. His mouth was gagged.
"You ready, Spidey?" Arcade said, as he stood in the box, about to let it go.
Peter had cuts on his arms and legs, and a few cuts on his cheeks. His eyes were only half opened.
"One . . . two . . .thre-" Arcade started, then he was interrupted by a growl. "What?"
He turned and his eyes widened when he saw the huge black sea green eyed wolf that was Alpha.
Peter looked at the wolf slowly. A small smile appeared on his face.
"Alpha." He said.
"Alpha, eh? I never heard of it." Arcade, shrugging and then laughing.
Winter transformed into a girl. A gun appeared in her hand.
"Let him go, or else I'll shot." Winter said, her eyes narrowed.
"Oh, a werewolf!" Arcade exclaimed. "Well, One thing I know is that you are a superhero. And Superheroes don't kill."
"Whoever said that I was a superhero? Werewolves are very predatorial over what is ours. And Spiderman, is mine." Winter said, growling.
"Is that so?" Arcade said.
He moved his hand toward the switch that would start the ride. Winter shot the gun and it hit Arcade's arm.
"Argh!" He shouted, putting his hand on his arm.
He glared at Winter. Then he moved the switch. The car started to move. Winter jumped onto the car, landing on it. Peter slumped his head forehead as he lost conciousness.
Winter looked behind her and her eyes widened. Huge giant axes were swaying back and forth. She grabbed Peter and then tapped her bracelet as she jumped off of the car.
"Curse you!" Arcade shouted.
Winter checked Peter's pulse. His heart was beating, but faintly. Winter glared at Arcade.
"You will pay for this." She said.
Then she turned and began to leave.
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Winter arrived back at the Avengers tower.
"How is he?" Steve asked.
"I need to bring him to Olympus. I don't think your mortal healers can help him. I will let you know when I come back." Winter answered.
Then she turned around and flew towards Olympus. In a few minutes she arrived, her armor appearing on her. She ran along the path.
"Apollo!" Winter yelled, running into the Throne Room.
"What now?" Zeus growled.
Apollo looked at Winter.
"Please, you have to help him! He's dying!" Winter shouted, kneeling on one knee, and looking at Apollo pleadingly.
"Alright." Apollo said, snapping his fingers.
They appeared in the infirmary. Winter laid Peter down on a mattress. She began pacing and looking at Peter worriedly.
"What is his name?" Apollo asked.
"Spiderman. His mortal name is Peter Parker. He was very close to my sister, Felicia. I decided to help him. He's a superhero. And when my sister died, a few people died because he was distracted and in mourning." Winter answered.
"So, you helped him?" Apollo asked.
"Yes." Winter answered.
"How did he get these injuries?" Apollo asked.
Winter whimpered as she sat on an unoccupied mattress.
"He was kidnapped by a man named Arcade. Arcade put Peter in a Murderworld where he tried to kill him." Winter answered.
"Is he your mate?" Apollo asked, smirking at her.
Winter's eyes widened and then she blushed.
"I don't know." Winter said, putting her hands in between her legs as she bit her lip.
"Well, he is handsome. And all the ladies love a superhero." Apollo said.
"Apollo, you know that I don't know everything about being a werewolf." Winter said.
"Artemis told me that werewolves have mates. They usually find them when they're around 17 or 18." Apollo said.
"I shouldn't worry about that now." Winter said.
Peter groaned as he shifted. Winter jumped to her feet and appeared by his side.
"Peter." She said, placing her hand on his.
Peter wrapped his hand around her's. He slowly blinked his eyes open.
"Winter." He said, his voice was hoarse.
"Want some water?" Winter asked.
He nodded once. Apollo handed her one. She slowly lifted the rim to his lips and gave him a drink. Then she set it on the table on the side.
"It'll take a few minutes for him to feel better. Then it'll take an hour for the wounds to fully heal for you to leave." Apollo said.
"I'm in your debt. Thank you, Lord Apollo." Winter said, nodding to him.
Apollo nodded back. Then he left.
"Where am I?" Peter asked.
"Olympus. You were too far gone for your mortal healers to help you." Winter sighed and pulled her hand away from his. "I was too late."
Peter grabbed her hand again.
"The fact that I'm still alive, means that you had arrived right on time." Peter said, smiling.
