Cindy wakes up on a cold metal table. She shivers as something freezing courses through her veins.
"Get it out!" A cold blurry voice shouts. "It's not bonding with her, you need to get it out!"
The freezing feeling slowly pulls away, she can feel it struggle.
"Damnit!" A sound of something hitting metal rings throughout the room. "I thought with her powers it would change the results!"
"We should try with the boy," A smaller voice says.
"Fine, once they're done with him bring him straight here,"
"Sir, I believe it would be wise to let him rest after the research. His body will still be healing,"
"As much as I hate you not directly following my orders I don't want to lose another subject so give him an hour, then bring him to me,"
"Of course sir, and what should we do with the girl,"
"Put her back in the no-sense cell and we'll decide after the attempt to bond Venom with the boy,"
"Of course Sir," Is the last thing Cindy hears she feels the rattle of the slab she's on being moved and the blackness envelopes her once more.
"This plan better work," Tony deadpans as they fly over the Pacific Ocean.
"It will Tony, Peters going to be fine, we'll get them all out,"
Tony huffs and looks back at the 3D blueprint and plan.
They were going to blackout the sonar detectors and bring it to the surface, then they could land. Steve would sneak on board in a disguise and plug in the virus tony made to disable their security. Tony would distract the guards. It's an okay plan. It would work. The guards at the raft are arrogant but have mediocre training at best. They would be no match for 2 Avengers.
Tony knows Ross isn't on the raft and by the time he hears of the break-in, they'll already to be gone.
Tony just hopes peters, okay And the silk girl too she seemed just as young as Peter and no one that young should have to deal with the shit they're dealing with
"Tony?" Steve says quickly snapping tony from the inner of his mind. "We're getting close, you need to disable their sonar detectors,"
Tony stands up straight and walks over to the computers.
"Yeh I'm getting to it cap, just give me a minute," He says in his usual sarcastic demeanour.
Steve sighs in reply and gives Tony a longing look. He hates when Tony hides his emotions.
"Okay, the detectors are down, but even if they were up I doubt they would see us, my stealth tech isn't shit,"
"Yeh I know Tony, just it's better to be safe,"
Tony just mumbles out something grumpily and goes back to typing.
"I'm bringing the raft up now," Tony mumbles a little louder and they watch out the front of the jet as the water starts to ripple.
"Okay," Steve says, "and tony?"
Tony hums in reply
"Are we okay?" Steve asks unsurely.
Tony abruptly looks away from the computer and stares at Steve.
"Of course we're not fucking okay," he deadpans and then goes back to the computer.
Steve just breathes heavily and turns away. He misses tony so damn much.
"Let's just go get ou.. hmpff my kid," Tony says and Steve just stares at him worriedly.
"Okay"
"FRIDAY, let's do this," Tony says and leans back into his chair and presses a button. In a second the suit encapsulates him, the panel drops and he's gone.
Steve sighs and quickly moves to the front of the Jet to land.
The raft has breached the surface of the sea and is settling. Steve lands the jet on top of the roof above the guards quarters.
Tony is hovering outside the doors menacingly.
Steve jumps out of the jet and waits on top of the door to the inside.
The raft clunks and settles. The doors open and immediately a squadron of guards come out and spot tony.
They are equipped with guns and some electric weapons and immediately start shooting at tony.
He swerves around them, quickly knocking them down and out. They won't last long against him.
As soon as the all the guards have excited the entrance, Steve jumps down and quickly slips through the door.
Inside, red lights are flashing and a couple guards are scattering around hurriedly. Steve tips down the front of his guard uniforms cap and makes his way to the control room.
Everyone is in too much of a hurry to notice him, and he reaches the control room quite quickly.
He swipes the card Tony gave him over the access pad and the door opens with a hiss. 2 guards turn around and gaze at him while the other two keep their eyes focused on the screens.
"What are you doing here?! Get outside!" One guard tells. He has a white band on his sleeve and is clearly the superior of the group.
Steve doesn't look up and walks forward and the guard pulls a taser out of his holster and casually holds it near his thigh.
"Stand back," He commands.
Steve quickly inches forward and grabs the man's arm disabling it and making him drop the taser.
The guard yells out and falls forward onto the ground as Steve pushes him. The other three guards instantly stand up and jump forward, pulling out there tasers.
"Stand down!" Another guard shouts, pointing his taser at Steve. "Put your hands up,"
Steve jumps forward, quickly disabling the man and grabbing his taser. He shoots one of the other guards, who promptly falls to the ground. The last guard shoots his taser as Steve turns around. Steve grunts and falls to one of his knees. The guard looks at him warily. Steve keeps his head down and pulls the wires of his chest quietly. Then quickly stands up wraps his arm around the guard's neck and squeezes until he passes out.
He looks around the room quickly, everyone unconscious for the moment.
He walks over to the screens and plugs the USB Tony gave him into a console. The screens flicker and then blackout, the room is filled with a red glow all the security measures are disabled.
He grabs the USB and runs out of the room and into the elevator that takes him down to the cells. As the elevator doors open, Steve sees Sam. He's pushing at his cell's door which is partially open.
"Need a hand there," He calls.
Sam looks up and grins. "I could use a hand with a lot of things, I've been here for a few months you know,"" he laughs out.
Steve huffs out a laugh and runs over to help him open the door. Sam steps out and envelopes him in a hug.
"Took your time," he says into Steve's shoulder.
"Hey! We don't all have super strength Cap, and my doors stuck," Scott calls as he helplessly tries to open his door.
Cap runs over and opens the door, then Clints and Wanda. He rips off they're shock collars and helps Wanda out of the straight jacket.
"C, mon lets go," Scott calls and starts to jog towards the elevator.
Steve turns around and looks at the other cells. They're all empty.
"Where's Peter?" He asks, hoping it's not what the nagging in his skull is telling him.
Everyone seems to pause and look at each other worriedly.
"Steve," Sam puts a hand on his shoulder. Steve pulls away.
"Where is he?!" He asks again, more insistent this time.
"They took him, and the girl," Clint states.
"What?" Steve breathes out exasperatedly.
"They moved them, Steve, they knew you would come," Sam adds.
"Where?! We have to get them!" He says frantically.
"We don't know Steve, we'll find them, but for now we need to get out of here before they send reinforcements," Wanda continues quickly.
A second after she says it, an alarm starts ringing and the red lights start flashing.
"Shit!," Clint calls and runs over to the elevator. "We need to go! Now!,"
Steve says nothing, he doesn't know what to do, Tonys going to lose it. He jogs over to the elevator and they make they're way to the surface.
Tony knocks out the last of the guards. He flies back to the quinjet and pilots it onto the helipad and waits in the pilot seat.
He watches as Clint and Wanda run out, then Scott, Sam and finally Steve. He cranes his neck to see behind them, but there's no one there. No Peter. He must be a bit further back, he waits a couple more seconds. Nothing.
He jumps out of the pilot seat and opens the ramp, running down it. He's greeted with Steves grim face. He's wearing a look of complete guilt and sympathy.
"Tony," Steve says and walks forward slowly with his hand out as if he's trying to calm an animal.
Tony steps back. "No,"
"Tony, he's okay, we're going to get him back," Steve tries to reassure him.
"Where is he?" He gasps out.
"We'll find him," Steve tries. Tony breathes in quickly. "Oh god," he breathes out quietly.
He sits in one of the passenger seats, puts his head in his hands and starts breathing sporadically.
Steve ushers his team to the front of the jet so he can sit privately with Tony.
He sits down next to Tony and puts a hand on his back, rubbing up and down.
"You need to breathe," He says quietly into his ear. "Follow my breaths, okay," He gently takes Tony's right hands, which reveals the tears running down his face, then places it on his chest and breathes in and out in a slow rhythm. It feels oddly familiar and sends him back to the small time of domestic bliss they had.
Eventually, Tony's breathing evens out. He looks up at Steve and for a second he can see a look of longing, but it disappears in a second. Tony gently removes his hand from Steves. Steve waits for him to stand up and move away, but he doesn't. He just leans back into the arm Steve has wrapped around him and sighs quietly. Steve looks down at him, he's shaking slightly and can see the silent tears running down his face.
Slowly Tony relaxes into him and eventually, Steve hears his breathing soften and even out, a sign that he's fallen asleep. Steve looks up to the front of the jet. Clints flying, Wanda sitting next to him asleep, as is Scott and Sam looking at a tablet. He must feel Steves eyes on him because he looks up. He sees Steve and Tony and smiles at Steve knowingly. He knows how much Steve misses Tony. Steve smiles back at him, then they break eye contact and Sam goes back to the tablet. Steve sighs and looks contently at Tony, then starts to think of how they're going to find Peter and Silk.
The next time Peter wakes up he's screaming. It feels like something is clawing out his insides. He tugs furiously at his arms and tries to move his chest. But he can't, its something he's really not liking getting used to. He can feel the cold metal against his chest, that's holding him down. He can't breathe. The clawing feeling is ripping through him. His voice is getting hoarse and he can feel the ripping feeling start to rise to his throat. He gags again and again. He coughs again and again. He wants to pass out. He wants to throw up. The clawing is in his throat, it feels like a spider ironically, but with sharp legs.
He cries. The pain doesn't go away. He keeps screaming and crying, just waiting for it to stop. But it doesn't.
Eventually, the ripping subsides. It stops clawing up his throat and settles in his chest. He can feel it though, a cold unwelcome feeling. Stuck near his heart.
He stops screaming, he can breathe again. But something isn't right. Whatever is in his chest isn't right.
"Congratulations everyone," A loud voice says triumphantly. Claps start throughout the room.
"The bond is complete, now we can create the perfect soldier," He sounds as though he is announcing it to an audience. But it's not like Peter can tell, he can't move his head.
"This is the 22nd attempt at the bond and finally we were successful," The voice continues.
"Once he is wiped and trained he will be Hydras newest asset,"
The second Peter hears the word hydra he flinches forward. Hydra is involved? And he's there asset? He needs to get out.
"Wh..at?" Peter tries, but his voice is scratchy.
"Oh look, he's finally awake," The same voice says.
A harsh white light shines into his right then left eye. Then the slab he's on is moving and he's on a 45-degree angle. He can see the room now. There's a doctor next to him, but that's not what's most terrifying.
There's a clear window leading into a room above him, with about 10 people in it. He doesn't recognise any of them, except for one.
It's Norman Osborn.
He hasn't seen him in years. The last time would've been when he was 8 and Harry left for boarding school. They'd both cried and hugged, then Norman had pulled Harry away and shipped him off to boarding school. Peter hadn't seen him since. They'd sent letters, but after 6 months, Harry stopped sending them and eventually so did Peter.
He makes eye contact with Norman and Norman smirks. Peter is clearly wearing a shocked face. He wants to look away, but he can't move his head, so he just averts his eyes.
He can still see Norman smirking in his peripheral vision.
"As you can see, he's doing very well and so far the bond is sustaining half and half between the symbiote and the asset"
He can feel everyone's eyes on him again. The cold feeling near his heart is feeling more and more uncomfortable. Like its latching onto him.
He wants to get out.
"Thank you all for coming, we'll see you after the first assignment,"
The people in the room above start to filter out, but Norman stays a bit longer, he stares at Peter, still smirking and then he walks out slowly.
"Okay, well-done everybody, give him a sedative and take him back to the cell,"
He feels the familiar warm feeling of a sedative entering his bloodstream. But the sedative only makes the cold feeling stronger.
By the time he's about to pass out, the cold feeling is burning in his chest. He feels it start to claw again but by the time it starts to move the sedative is taking over and he's gone again.