Warnings: Swearing, kidnapping
Backstory: Based on Spiderman PS4 game. Post-Homecoming, Peter has a tracker on his phone for Tony, Flash and Peter were kidnapped by some bad guys and Peter has enough of the situation.
Peter scowled at the zip ties around his wrists.
Beside him was Flash, who was snarling into the gag in his mouth.
They'd been in detention when Peter'd heard and sensed the large group of criminals entering the building. Originally, they'd only been there for Flash, but when Peter had started talking, they took him too.
Now they were tied up in the middle of an old warehouse, back to back, without any idea of where they were. Peter had toyed with the idea of escaping with his powers, but Flash would find out and he wasn't sure if the bully would keep his mouth shut. Their phones were gone, destroyed by their kidnappers, though Peter did have his webshooters on under his sweater.
Two of the bad guys stormed in, carrying guns and lookin angry. "Who the hell alerted fucking Iron Man that we took these two?!" Blondie hissed to the other bald man.
That made Peter perk up. Tony was coming. "That would be me!" He called cheerfully. "My phone has a tracker in it, and if you destroy it, it sends an alert to all of the Avengers." Grinning, Peter pretended to examine his nails. "And you crushed it."
"He's bluffin'," Baldie muttered. "No way does he know the Avengers."
Peter shrugged. "If you don't believe me, fine. But if you shoot me, you'll have Pepper Potts after you too. She's even worse. I'm her favorite intern, and Tony'll kill you for hurting me."
Flash was growling into his gag, probably telling him to shut up, but he ignored him.
Blondie marched closer and bared his disgusting teeth in Peter's face. "Nice try, brat, but Stark Industries doesn't hire high schoolers."
Fuck it, Peter mentally swore as the rest of the mad guys poured in; nearly two dozen. "Oh. No, you guys don't get it. I'm not an intern for Stark Industries."
Leaning closer, a grin spread across his face.
"I'm interning to be an Avenger."
They all stared at him. "What?" A woman whispered, and then Peter moved.
He snapped his wrists apart and grabbed Flash. Easily, he jumped straight up, propelling himself into the rafters of the warehouse.
Flash shrieked as soon as Peter tore the gag away. "Shut up!" He hissed. "Stay quiet. I'm gonna take them out. They won't shoot and risk alerting anyone nearby."
Trembling, Flash nodded, and clung to the beam after his hands were freed.
Peter jumped to the next beam over, then the next. Once he was far away from Flash, he grinned and adjusted his webshooters.
Sliding lower, upsidedown on a strand of webbing, Peter watched as the bad guys looked anywhere but up. "You guys are so easy to trick," he called down. "I mean, even Toomes knew to look up. And when I fought Kingpin, man, he even had anti-grav guns to try and beat me!"
People shouted as they spotted him. Peter leapt up in time to avoid a spray of bullets, laughing and crawling onto the ceiling. Then he selected a bad guy and leapt above him to the nearest beam.
Calmly, he fired webs down, and yanked the guy up. Slamming his head on the beam knocked the guy out and he tied him up to leave him hanging.
"The hell?!" Someone shouted. They were next, webbed to the wall.
Peter leapt from rafter to rafter, dodging the occasional bullet and continuing to yank bad guys into the shadows. More than one were still conscious, webbed up and cocooned.
Only ten were left by the time Peter returned to Flash. "You okay?" He whispered, hanging from a strand of webbing in front of his classmate.
Flash gawked at him. "Y-you're-"
"Spiderman. Yep. Sorry about your dad's car by the way. I needed to stop Liz Allen's dad from hijacking Tony's plane and stealing alien tech to take over the city." Glancing back down, Peter chuckled at the paranoid expressions on the bad guys' faces. "Be right back, okay?"
Silently, Peter swung across the room to drop down and kick a guy in the crotch. The man dropped, crying and clutching himself, allowing Peter to web him to the floor and scramble behind a bunch of old boxes by the time the nine others turned around.
"Hey, I have a great idea!" He called, crawling back up the wall and towards the furthest enemy. "We should play tag! I'll be it first!" Another enemy down.
Laughing, he dodged the bullets sent his way and sent webbing back. Ripping the guns from their hands, he flung them up and webbed them to the ceiling. Springing forward, Peter easily took half of the remaining bad guys down.
"Wow, this is way too easy," he commented to the four last guys. Performing a perfect side flip, he dodged the one that charged and slammed a foot into his side, sending him flying. Peter dove under their legs and grabbed a stray ankle. "Night night!" He crowed, throwing the guy into the wall.
Two more looked terrified, though neither backed down. "Who the hell are you?!" One nearly sobbed.
Peter stepped forwards, grinning menacingly.
"I'm a mutant who's gonna kick your ass."
By the time Iron Man and the rest of the police showed up, Peter was sitting with Flash in the middle of the warehouse.
A/N: I've been playing a lot of the Spiderman PS4 game lately and my favorite parts of the game (besides swinging around NYC in general) are the takedowns of hideouts. So have some of Peter doing that.