Captain America stood on the roof overlooking New York. He was given four days by Pepper and wasted two already. Well to the team it was a waste but to the soldier it made sense. He spent two days standing on top of different roofs looking for the masked vigilante. The first day proved to be useless and the second one as well until that night fall. Before his eyes, a red, black and blue body was swinging through the busy night air.
Only he wasn't alone. Attached to his back was the body of a young boy. The child clung to Spiderman's neck as they swung. He watched as the web flung them into the air and Spiderman let go allowing them to fall. Rushing to the side of the roof, the Avenger held his breath as Spiderman shot another web, allowing for him to swing back into the open air.
Releasing his breath, Captain America ran a hand over his face. Rushing to the door, he started on his way in the direction the webs were hanging.
Spiderman stood on the rooftop watching as Savannah and her brothers dropped into the tunnels where he just relocated them. Reaching up, he rubbed his chest where they clung to him. You'd think by now he was use to the treatment but sadly no.
As the last child vanished from sight, he released a sigh and turned to leave the area before someone reported his presence. Only as the boy turned, his vision became clouded with little black dots. His body suddenly became heavy and the world seemed to tip. Despite his body feeling heavy, he knew the feeling of himself falling.
His vision cleared just as the ground came into view, and just as his face was about to hit the ground a pair of strong hands grabbed him, holding him steady.
"Easy," a familiar voice said.
As the feeling went away, Spiderman was pulled back on his feet. Turning to thank the person who caught him his vocal cords stopped working. Standing in front of him was Captain America. Decked out in his uniform, as if he were straight out of a comic book. Part of him wanted to ask for the man's autograph but another part of him, a larger part started yelling at him to get away.
He slowly started to back away from the man who worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. The soldier held up his hands in a non-threatening manner as he opened his mouth. Only his words didn't come out the sound of an engine filled the sky followed by the sound of metal hitting concrete. Moments later his spidey senses started going off.
Gee, thanks, he thought as he turned around to be greeted by the sight of Tony Stark stepping out of his suit. He stared at the boy with a curious expression before his eyes wandered behind the vigilante.
"What are you doing here?" Captain America asked. Spiderman turned only to find the man staring at Stark.
Tony shrugged. "It's been two days. We decided that you might need some back up."
"The others?"
"Back at the compound. I unfortunately drew the short stick." Silence greeted them as the Captain processed the new information. Tony's eyes fell on the masked boy who stood still under his gaze. "So you're him, huh? Spiderboy?"
"Spiderman," the vigilante automatically corrected. The scientist raised an amused eyebrow as he looked him over from head to toe.
"And you fight crime, in those pajamas?"
"They're not pajamas," Spiderman scoffed.
"Right," he said as he walked closer to the boy. Spiderman backed up causing the man to stop. "You're really jumpy for a spider."
"I don't trust you," the child put simply.
"We don't want to cause you any harm. We just want to talk," Captain America stated. Shaking his head, Spiderman turned to shoot a web to the nearest post but stopped when a hand wrapped around his arm, pulling him back. He started to pull his arm away but the man's grip was tight and unyielding.
"Hold on a second, we want to talk to you." Tony explained.
"We have nothing to talk about," Spiderman said as he once again tried to pull his arm away.
"Jesus kid, do you have ants in your pants?"
"Let me go!"
"Tony let him go."
"Why so he can run again?"
"How are we supposed to get him to trust us if we hold him against his will?" the captain pointed out. Tony seemed to hesitate before releasing him, but not before he gave the boy a warning. "Stay put."
Just to show that he wasn't intimidated, the boy yanked his arm away. Tony leveled him with a look that made the boy under the mask want to shift and look away, but he forced himself to remain still.
"Okay, we obviously started off on the wrong foot," Captain America announced as he moves forward to stand next to Tony. "My name is Steve, what's yours?"
"Spiderman."
The man with the A on his forehead hesitated before nodding. "Okay, Spiderman. Listen, just give us a few minutes, I promise we just want to talk."
"Yeah you have a funny way of showing it. If you wanted to talk, you wouldn't need an ambush."
"We aren't trying to ambush you," Tony said with a roll of his eyes.
"Yeah well what do you want? Some of us are busy."
"We are on a mission and would like your help."
"No thanks. In case you haven't realized, I'm not exactly the most popular guy right now."
"Really kid, anyone would jump at an opportunity to work with the Avengers," Tony voiced in disbelief.
"Then you won't have trouble finding someone else." With that Spiderman turned to leave but Tony's voice caught his attention making him freeze.
"Peter Parker."
Spiderman turned around and saw the two men looking at him. "Excuse me?"
"Peter Parker, do you know him?"
"N-No."
"Really cause the way you froze when I said his name would suggest that you do."
"He's not in any trouble," Captain America pointed out. "We just need to find him."
"What does S.H.I.E.L.D want with him?" The boy asked, silently cursing the way his voice cracked. The men shared a glance before looking back at him. "You don't know?"
They both shook their heads and a snort escaped Spiderman's mouth. "No way. I'm not helping you and you don't even know why S.H.I.E.L.D wants him."
"We work for S.H.I.E.L.D," Captain America pointed out.
"So."
The Captain looked Spiderman up and down before he pulled forth a folder out and held it up. "Here."
"What is it?"
"I don't know. I was just told to give this to you." Hesitating for a moment, Spiderman took the folder and opened it. What he saw next caused him to freeze. Staring up at him was a black and white photo of him walking down a hallway. Not any hallway, but the one at S.H.I.E.L.D. A sticky note attached to the photo had six words written on it.
Help us or we arrest you.
