Ben Parker laid on the parking lot moaning in pain. Blood flowed out of his chest from the bullet wound recently given to him by an unknown robber. Peter loomed over him, doing nothing but stareing at him. "Peter! Peter, you did this to me. You could have saved me..." The words rolled off Ben's tounge over and over again. Peter shook his head no and flinched. A sharp pain on his right wrist made him jerk his head to the right. What he saw was his biggest fear. Aunt May dying from the wound he inflicted on her. Blood oozing out of her neck.
"You killed me. It's all your fault!" She moaned.
Next he heard Tony Starks voice behind him. He pulled away from her and felt and sharp, cold cuff grab his ankle. When he turned around Mr. Stark held his leg with his blood, covered hand. "Why? Why did you kill us?" They had him circled. The horrible, painful sounds they made, made him stay where he was with his hands over his ears.
"Please! Please! I didn't mean to! I didn't want to! I'm sorry! Leave me alone!"
Spider-Man sat in a large metal chair with his hands and ankles cuffed to it. The chair was in a large glass box with metal lineing. Peter had just slipped out of a nightmare when another nightmare started to control his life. "Did I kill him?"
Pepper sighed and put her head in her hands. When she looked back up at Peter she could see the fear and the tears in his eyes. "No. No, you didn't kill him. Just stunned him a little."
"Like Aunt May? I didn't kill her, right?"
"Right." Pepper sighed again and tried to cover the fear she had for the boy. "Peter everything is going to be alright. We have doctors and-"
"How many did I kill at the hospital?"
"Peter, don't do that to yourself. HYDRA had control of your mind."
Happy stepped in trying to change the subject. "Peter, back in that confrence room you could tell when you were about to snap. Could you tell us how?"
"There's this tingle I feel in my arm. Then a sharp pain. This is all happening in my right fore arm. After that it shoots up in my neck and to the top of my head." Peter looked down at his feet and didn't move. Pepper and Happy could barely see him breathing.
"Alright Peter, we're going to stay right here with you. We won't leave you, okay. Okay?" Pepper gently said.
"Go away. I want to be left alone." Pepper took two steps towards the glass before Peter went insane. "Go away! Please! I'm begging you! Go away!" His fangs were visible and so was the pain. He kept shaking his head and trying to hit himself but his restrant wouldn't allow it.
Tony laid in a hospital bed while he watched Pepper scurry off to the door and Happy slightly jogging. Peter was screaming and crying for help. Then some sort of machine came down and egected a blue fluid in his neck. He froze for a solid minute before passing out and going back under the medicines control.
Tony closed his eyes shut and started breathing heavy. I need your help Steve. I need the Avengers. was the first thing that Tony could think. A few minutes later Pepper, Happy, and Vision came in the room. Pepper turned to see the screen and huffed.
"I thought you weren't going to listen in." Happy snorted.
"I wasn't listening in. I was watching it. There is a difference." he smiled and stuffed his last bite of cheeseburger in his mouth. "So, let's talk. we know he was taken over by HYDRA. The when and where is still a little off but we can deal with it. We know what happens and now we know how he can tell when he's about to go vampire on us. Any helpful side notes or ideas?"
"I think there might be some sort of device in his arm that HYDRA uses to control him. I prepose we have a look into it. Maybe a surgery of some sort?" Vision exclaimed.
"I agree. We need to see what is in his arm." Pepper and Tony almost said at the same time.
"Alright. Let me talk to Ross. There's someone I want to talk to before, though. I have a feeling he can help us." Tony smiled and leaned his head back against his pillows.
"Who?" All three of them asked.
Three hours later and Tony stood in front of the large building on Bleecker Street. With his hands in his coat pocket, he stared up at the intresting symbol on the building. Before he even had the chance to knock on the door, the door swung open and in a blink of an eye Tony was sitting in a chair in a room filled with books. "Ummm? Hello? Dr. Strange?" He called out. He looked arond the room for a second then heard a voice in front of him.
"Mr. Stark, I thought you might show up here. Now, let me guess you don't drink tea. I don't want you getting drunk on me, so how about some coffee?" Dr. Strange was sitting in an identical chair a couple of feet from Tony.
"I could have sworn that chair wasn't there with you in it a minute ago."
"Correction, it was a second ago. But, umm.. anyway, lets talk. How is the boy?" A medium sized, white mug appered in Tonys' hand. In was filled with hot coffee and mocha cream added.
"Well," Tony took a sip of the coffee and then continued. "this coffee is really good. Thanks for letting me in quickly. And the boy isn't doing well at all. But lets get to this quickly, all this magic makes me think of Loki and it's giving me anxiety."
"Okay, sorry for making you feel uncomfortable but I am nothing like Loki. I save the world and protect it from forces you wouldn't even beileve existed. I'm stronger than Loki. That is why you came to me? For strength, for help, right?"
"Right. I need you to do some magic tricks and check something out." Tony crossed his right leg over his left and leaned back.
"Follow me." Dr. Strange stood up and the whole room started shaking. The next thing Tony knew was that he was back in the room where Peter was. "Know one thing, you already have your answer. You know what has happened and what needs to be done. But the key to solving your mystery is looking for more clues. Be more observent."
"Like you?" Iron Man laughed.
"I guess you could say that." He put his index and middle figure through Peters arm. Tony was amazed at what he saw. Peter's arm was almost see through and he could see his blood flow. Strange crossed both fingures to reveal his bones. "Sorry, newer thing I've learned. Still haven't memeroized all of the tricks yet." He turned his crossed fingures to the left to show Peter's muscles and a small rectangular disk in his forearm. "See, just as you predicted." He let Tony quickly take a picture with his phone and then pulled his hand out of Peters arm.
"How did you do that?" Tony heard Ross's voice behind him. "Tony who is this? Explanation now!"
"Ummm... yes, this is-" he turned back to look at his new friend but he was gone. "Magic." he said as he rolled his eyes.
"Well?" Ross pressed on.
"I can't tell you that. It's clasified." Tony simply turned around and walked away. He had to tell the others about the news and about what was said to him by Dr. Strange.