This chapter includes mentions of blood, slashing... basically descriptive violence. Read at your own risk I guess.
"What do you mean he's gone!" Loki bellows. He decided to leave Peter to process the revelations of last night. Though it seemed to have backfired on him. Peter had been kidnapped. All because he didn't pause to think about it. He could have followed him but he chose to give the boy some privacy.
"He was kidnapped Loki, that's what gone means!" Tony seethes. "Anyways, why do you care at all. One second… where were you last night Loki" Tony growls as he steps closer to Loki.
"I was in my room, though I heard a noise come from Peter's. I entered his room and noticed he was having a nightmare. That is all Stark, I did not harm the boy" Loki answers Tony's silent accusation, and makes no move to reveal that Peter was in fact his son. "Shouldn't our priority be to find him not point fingers" This seemed to snap Tony out of his anger and then walked to a laptop and began to type away.
"Peter will be fine Tony he can handle himself in a fight" Natasha tries to say comfortingly. "I should know I taught him how to fight" She grins and then sits down next to Clint who nodded with Natasha.
"Any possible leads? I mean yeah the kid has enemies but no one knows who Spider-Man is" Clint offers. "Maybe it's someone Tony pissed off?" Clint mumbles trying his best to lighten the mood of the room. That caused Loki to stiffen, Thor glanced at Loki and frowned.
"Brother what ails you?" He spoke loud enough for the whole team to hear. Snapping Loki out of his stupor he waves his hand and Tony's computer flies towards him. Earning a protest from the billionaire. Loki punches the keys mumbling to himself only to make the team even more confused when he cursed loudly. He ran a hand down his face and clenched his fists.
"Loki. If you know something you better tell us" Tony grumbles and snatches the computer away. "Holy shit…" He looked at Loki and back at the screen. "Aliens? Peter was taken by aliens?!"
"Not just any alien Stark… the ones who controlled me during the invasion" Loki responds after a couple minutes of silence. He looked back up at the team and took a deep breath. "Brother… remember when father banished me to Midgard 15 years ago?" Recognition flashed through Thor's eyes and he nodded.
"You don't mean to tell me brother that…" Thor trails off quietly.
"Yes." Loki answered.
"Okay Reindeer Games if you don't tell me what's going on between the two of you this instant I'm going to-" Tony was cut off by an angered Loki.
"You're going to what Stark! I'm the only chance you have in getting Peter back. He's being held by the Chitauri race. No less the leader, the one who held me under control." Loki yells and stands up and begins to pace the room. Pulling at his hair as he did. "Peter is being held by them because of me, Stark. They want me in exchange for Peter."
"Why use Peter Loki?" Tony asked quietly. The whole team stared at Loki with curiosity.
"Peter is my son." Loki answered bluntly. Averting his eyes from the team. Tony gaped and then shrugged.
"So what, he's your son, big deal. Let's get him back safe and sound how about that" Tony grins and clasps Loki's shoulder. Loki flinched then looked at Tony with red eyes though they had a gleam of thankfulness that made Tony smile. "Now where would he be held?" Tony asked, the whole team devising a plan to get their spider back at all costs.
WITH PETER
Peter groaned quietly and shifted slightly. Tugging his arms, he found them bound to metal cuffs above his head. He lets out a quiet whimper and looks around his room. He was standing, though a more correct term would be hanging from the cuffs. He was in a dim lit, stone room. There was one door, completely metal with no handle on the inside. He yells out trying to see if someone will help him. Though only silence answered.
What must have been hours later the door slammed open and an alien entered the cell. He squirmed, trying to free himself from the bonds. Recognizing the alien for the ones that attacked New York those years ago. "W-what do you want from me!" He screamed hoarsely. His throat was sore from all the screaming for help he was doing before. The Chitauri walked up to be a breath away from Peter and grinned.
"Lokison. We just want the traitor" The male said. "Though while we wait… why don't we have a little…. fun" The alien grinned again and walked to the table he brought in with him. He opened a bag and pulled out a knife. "Now… Lokison, the game your father and I played quite often I may add, was how loud can I get you to scream" The man laughed and then approached Peter with the knife.
"My name's Peter" He mumbles trying to keep the fear out of his voice as the alien stood in front of him. Peter clenched his fists and glared at the Chitauri.
"Very well… Peter" He answered then slashed Peter across the chest. Blood running down his front, making Peter gasp and shut his eyes tightly. Trying to block the pain out, not wanting to give the alien what he wanted. "Hmm… you are stronger than I anticipated" The Chitauri mused then began to continuously slash Peter's chest, earning a scream from him after a couple. The alien grinned and then walked back to the table. Leaving Peter slumped against the wall and hanging by the chains. Peter's breath becoming shallow and weak as he peered up at the man through his bangs.
"Never… t-told me you… your name" Peter ground out with a tired smirk. Noticing that the alien walked back with a bag. Wondering what it contained he eyed it carefully then looked back up to him as he stopped walking.
"My name is Arne" Arne smirks then grabs Peter's chin and pulls him to his face. "Any why do you want to know my name boy" Peter grins and answers,
"Simple… so I can tell my father who to make their life a living hell" Peter spits in Arne's face then cries out as he slammed his head against the wall. Arne wiped the slip off his face then shrugged.
"Wrong move brat" He snarled then poured the white powder on Peter's chest. The effect was instant. He began screaming and thrashing against the chains that held him up. The bastard just put salt on his wounds. He felt himself get weaker and weaker then soon passed out completely. But again, not before hearing Arne speak. "See you when you wake up, boy…"
BACK AT THE TOWER
The Avengers were nervous. To put it plainly. For hours they've been trying to locate Peter with no results. They were all in the living room when the television turned on. "Who did that?" Tony looked up at the blue television screen. The team all denied doing it then saw the screen show Peter. This made the team stand up quickly and panic. Peter was hanging limply from chains, blood running down his chest, his chest obviously irritated. They also noticed blood trickling down the boys head.
Loki was frozen. He was torn between absolute rage to who did this to his son and absolute worry for Peter. Though he saw, however painful it was for him, Peter was still breathing, that was all that mattered. As if his face couldn't pale even further it did once he saw the Chitauri that walked into the frame. Who's hands were covered in his son's blood. "Arne let him go he has nothing to do with this… he's just a boy" Loki's voice cracked at the end. His brother placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Ah you see loki that he is not. You know what I want, give yourself to me and your son will be let go" Arne answers smirking. "Though you have only 3 days to do this… if you fail… well this will seem pathetic to what I have in store for Petey here"
"Keep your hands off of him!" Tony yells angrily, his face red with rage towards this man. Arne gasps mockingly.
"A bit too late for that Stark" He grins and walks over to Peter on the screen and places a hand on Peter's chest. The team started to yell at Arne in protest, though that didn't stop him from thrusting his arm harshly against Peter. Cracks filled the room closely followed by a hoarse, piercing scream. Arne laughs and looks at Loki through the screen "His singing is almost as beautiful as yours" Loki doesn't move or answer, he was just staring blankly at the screen a tear running down his face. Peter looked up from the wall breathing painfully, his eyes clouded though he saw Loki and let out a sob.
"Da-" He was cut off by a harsh punch which knocked him out. Loki's expression turned into one of rage. He glared at Arne.
"You'll pay I swear you will" he snarls.
"Oh I know" Arne smirks and walks up to the camera, only his face was visible on the screen. "You know where Loki…. where it all started" With that Arne ended the call and the screen turned off. Loki then looked at Tony.
"He's at my residence" Loki breathes out and then runs out of the living room and out of the tower. "I'm coming son…" He mumbles to himself.
Wow... that was a long one. Anyways look out for the next update sometime next week!
- hydraspidey