"No Aunt May, I'm alright."

The Black Widow had brought Spider-Man down to Stark's lab, where they could work on the communication card to find out where Tony and Pepper were taken to. However, since his aunt hadn't heard anything from him since the Rhino attacked his school, and it was now six at night, he figured he needed to make a call.

"No, really, I'm fine," he reassured, as he was perched on a stool, mask rolled up to his nose, a flip phone placed between his head and shoulder, while he worked on the card with a set of micro tools. "Mister Stark got me out of the school. Yes, that Mister Stark."

Natasha looked at the scene in front of her, bemused. She wasn't quite sure how this kid got caught up with their problems, and yet, here he is, at the center of solving them.

"He actually came to my school looking for an intern, and, uh, he chose me," Peter explained. Natasha watched as he flinched slightly, as she suddenly heard excited chatter coming from the other end of the phone.

Peter scanned over the card, trying to figure it out. "Yes Aunt May, I know it's a big deal. No, he hasn't been doing anything "Avengery" around me. In fact, I barely see him," he lied, feeling terrible for doing so. "Yes, I had dinner," he lied again, feeling only slightly less terrible.

He looked over at the former spy, who was tapping her wrist, trying to get him to wrap it up. "Aunt May, I gotta go, something came up. Love you too. Bye."

With that, he hung up, put his phone away, and rolled his mask back down. He then looked down at the card he was tinkering with again. He poked it with one of the tools, trying to reroute a circuit, only to have it spark up and slightly burn his finger.

"Ow!" He complained, pulling his hand away from the device and shaking it. He then looked at the femme fatal in the room with him. "Do you have any idea how this stuff works?" He asked, hopeful.

She shook her head. "Unfortunately, Stark is on another level intellectually."

"Great. Oy," he complained, knowing that he has no idea what he's doing.

The device was very complex, and it was almost impossible to figure out. He knows what to do to match the frequency to that of the distress signal, and reactivate it. He found an arrow that Stark must of been making for Hawkeye, that will give out a high sound wave that would activate the card.

However, he can't figure out where he can connect the tech with it. However, he is a genius. Not on Stark's level, of course, but he might be able to figure it out. Stark could have a building pattern, if you will. A basic design he sticks to. If he examined something else, he might be able to do it.

But it would have to be something basic. Something simple. Something...

"What is that?" Peter asked Natasha, as he pointed to a small robot on the ground, with a blue light on it.

The robot squeaked, blinking its light. The two looked at the device, as Peter inwardly started to celebrate.

Tony knew this was hopeless.

He was currently working on the Scorpion, standing behind the large psycho as he sat down, giving Tony a better view of what he was doing. There was just one problem. Tony couldn't do anything to get the suit off.

The tools Scorpion had where just too primitive. In fact, it was just a set of basic stuff, including a hammer, screwdriver, and wrench. There was nothing he could do.

He couldn't let Scorpion know that though. If he found out, who knows what he'll do. The last thing Tony wanted was to get this guy mad around Pepper.

He peeked over the mad man, to see his girlfriend's still unconscious body on the ground. He frowned, not pleased with the sight.

"What are you doing?" Scorpion growled, sending Tony back to reality.

He has to keep him talking, so he doesn't find out. "Nothing, just checking a few bolts back here. I have to say, this is a very impressive suit."

"It hurts..." Scorpion hissed.

"Well, other than that. Who did this to you?" Tony casually asked.

"Don't know...don't care..."

"Don't care?" Tony asked. "Buddy, if someone shoved me into a suit that pinched a bit too much, I'd try to do something about it."

Scorpion went quiet, as if considering the millionaire's point. "You may be right."

"Of course I am," Tony stated, as he poked the mental case in the back with a screwdriver, as he acted like he was working. "Scorpion's a pretty cool name. Did your mother pick it out for you?"

"No, gave it to myself," Scorpion told him.

"So what's your real name then?"

"Don't have one..." he groaned.

"Everyone has a name. Come on, we're friends. You can tell me," Tony urged.

"No, I can't," Scorpion stated.

"Sure you-"

"No, I can't!" Scorpion screeched, making Tony freeze. "Don't have a name. Don't remember a name. The suit took it away. The suit...the suit hurts! Get it off!"

"I'm trying!" Tony told him. "But it's really complex, and-"

"I'll kill you!" Scorpion suddenly shouted, whipping his large metallic tail into Tony's chest, knocking him back. He landed with a thud on the hard, dank floor, rolling over slightly as he groaned in pain.

He shot up, as he saw Scorpion tower over him. Tony held his hands up, pleading. "Let's calm down now. No needs to get hurt."

Scorpion looked around at the tools on the ground. "Were you even trying?"

"Look, if you just settle down, and come with me to my tower, we should be able to-"

"NNNUUAGH!" Scorpion roared, as he pointed his tail at the genius. Tony rolled out of the way just before a laser popped out of his tail, and hit the ground where he once was.

"Enough with the lasers!" Tony asked. "Those stupid things messed up some very expensive furniture back home, and I'd like it if it didn't do the same to me!"

Scorpion leaped at the man, and hit him with a back hand, having Tony sprawl on the ground, trying to get away. There was no way he could protect himself, so he had to figure out a way to survive.

However, he heard heavy footsteps going away from him. He looked up, to see Scorpion marching over to Pepper, still motionless on the floor.

"NO!" Tony screamed, as he quickly ran over to the toolbox on the ground. He picked up the hammer, and threw it at the psychopath, only to have it harmlessly bounce off his head with a clink.

Scorpion slowly turned towards Stark, who was now nervously smiling at the large man. The Scorpion then started running on all fours, as he lunged towards the genius, murder on his mind.

Tony braced himself, only to have a round shield hit Scorpion dead in the face, knocking him off balance and having him fall to the ground, away from the millionaire.

Tony looked to see the shield bounce off the wall, and then ricochet back to it's owner, Captain America, who was flanked by Spider-Man, Black Widow, and Hawkeye.

"Can I say it?" Spidey asked.

"No," Cap bluntly stated. "AVENGERS...ASSEMBLE!"