How is a boy able to disappear so quickly, so completely? And all without a trace?
Well, it was rather easy. A combination of both precise planning, and unfortunate external events had made it all possible.
They came for him on a bright sunny day, just days after the Lizard Incident (as the media like to call it). Cleanup was still struggling on, and as a result of that, it blocked many roads, making travel impossible. HYDRA had plucked him right off his skateboard before stuffing him in the back of a nondescript van. A hefty dose of tranquilizers was given (multiple times) and Peter had fallen into oblivion. And just like that- he was gone.
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To the police, he was a runaway.
It doesn't matter that the girlfriend had reported that the boy was heading home after their date. Or how the aunt pleaded her nephew was a good boy and it was not in his character to do this. Or how the uncle said the kid had too much going for him and he would not leave it all behind.
It just does not matter.
Because seriously, they were just too busy to deal with this bullshit.
Just a few days prior, some maniac had tried to turn the New York into a crappy Jurassic World remake. Only to be stopped by some other masked freak who had yet to resurface.
It is not like he is not the only person to be missing. And there is the fact that during the mass exodus from Midtown, some people had taken advantage of the situation and decided breaking in would be a good pastime.
It did not help that Peter Parker known to be trouble at school, and while brilliant, he was not that dedicated in doing his schoolwork. There was also the fact that many neighbors had noted that the boy was having a "rebellious" phase and was not often at home anyways (arguments, they whispered- cold shoulders, they muttered).
It did not take long for them to move on to more interesting and pressing assignments. The case was left alone, underneath a large pile of paperwork. The trail had long since had gotten gone cold.
And Peter Parker was forgotten.
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No one was looking for him.
No one gave a shit.
And it stayed that way for a very long time.
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By the time people people started to remember him, well, let just say they wished that they never have forgotten at all.
A/N- So, this chapter did not take as long as the last one (throws confetti). I'd say that I would try to write more often, but I'm in university and I work part-time, so the chances are that it won't be happening.
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