Memories

11. Devise. Action.

Y/n POV:

I was sitting on the matted floor thinking about what he said. Why did he want my dad dead? I mean everyone did, but still. I needed to get out of here to warn him! Before he turns me into a weapon. I looked around at my surroundings. He had said that there was everything in here to help me train...but there was nothing. Just a matted wall and a long mirror on the side of one of the walls. I punched the mat out of frustration. I saw the wounds on my wrists, then I brought my eye to the glowing disc. I grabbed it and tried to yank it out of my skin. " ARGH!! STUPID THING! GET OUT!! Arh..." I looked down to see blood around the disc, little red scratches appearing where my nails were picking at it. I gave up and threw myself backwards, crying.

I was never going to get home. Tell my mom and dad I love them one last time. Have a sit down and chat with them one last time. Hang out with Peter, MJ, and Ned one last time. Laugh into the night with Peter at our favourite spot to watch the sunset. No. They thought I was dead. To them, none of those things could ever happen again. They were there, and I was here. And there was no way of telling them where I was. My mind flashed back to the last time I saw my dad and Peter. The look of anger and sadness on my dad's face. Peter's face of confusion, slowly turning into realisation, then sadness.

I thought back to the projection of Peter. How that STUPID guy would not cut him any slack. As if finding out I am 'dead' is not enough. No, he must torture him! I scrunch my hands into fists, my nails digging into the palms of my hands. I looked around for something to direct my anger at. As my nails dug deeper into my palms, a blast of yellow came out of my hands. I jumped up in shock. The mat that had been beneath my hands, was now a patch of charred ash. I looked down at my hands, when I noticed the disc was illuminating blue light, but as quickly as I noticed it, it faded out.

I then heard shuffling coming from outside the door. He bounced in, holding a little device in his hands. " How did you like that trick?" He chuckled. " That was you? You did that?" I asked, puzzled. He wiggled the device in his hands. " Yep! Well, technically it was the TVA who produced the idea, I just used it." He stated. " I made some modifications, so I can do this..." he clicked one of the buttons of the side. " ARGH!" Fell onto the ground. I steadied myself on my hands and tried to get up again. " Would... you... stop... that!" I panted, as I got to my feet again. " As long as that disc is in your wrist, only I will be able to control your powers." He then pressed his finger into a hole. His finger glowed red, as the device in my wrist did as well. He released his finger, but the disc stayed red. I watched as his eyes turned red, then I felt myself lose consciousness.

I woke up, my face pressed up against the cold mat. I slowly sat up, the room was the same, but it felt colder. I saw a glimmer of blue, fade in and out of the shape of a boy. " Hello? Is anyone there?" I asked, directing my voice at the blue outline. " it's alright, I won't hurt you." I whispered softly, not knowing who or what it was. For a minute, the outline disappeared. I then saw it reappear behind me in the reflection of the mirror. I stood up and turned around. " Who are you?" I asked, looking in the shapes direction. Then a boy appeared in the place of the shape. He towered over me, even though he looked like he had not eaten much. " I'm Miles." He whispered sheepishly. " Well, I'm Y/n." I stuck my hand out, waiting for him to shake it. He took my hand in his and grasped it firmly. " How did you get here?" He asked. " it's kind of a long story." I stated. " Well, I don't think I'm going anywhere soon." He chuckled. When he laughed, I suddenly felt more comfortable with him, so I told him the condensed version of how I got here, not going into many details about names. " So yeah... how did you get here?" I asked, but when I saw his face, I instantly regretted it. " Well, I won't go into much detail, but I was bitten by a spider, got given weird powers, and then one day while I was trying to figure them out, a red portal appeared and these guards in big, black armour to take me away. I do not know how long I have been here, but he told me that I would be ' an important asset once the final piece was in place'. I have just been stuck in here until he finds use of me. And a few hours ago, you came floating in. Literally. Your eyes were yellow, your hair was floating around you and a yellow aura surrounded you." He pointed towards the doorway. " Well, I promise that wasn't me. The guy said as long as this thing." I pointed down at the now red glowing disc. " was in me, he would have full control over my powers." I sighed. " I'm not sure what the guy actually wants, he was very closed. Did he tell you anything?" He questioned. " He said he wanted my dad dead. But I have a feeling a guy like him, doesn't hold up on grudges." I pondered. " Yes, probably not. But um, just out of curiosity...who's your dad?" He asked, nervously. " You don't know- doesn't matter. My dad is Tony Stark." He stared at me for a minute. " Oh yes! Sorry, I completely forgot he had a daughter..." he rubbed his neck sheepishly. " it's fine. Anyway, we need to find a way to get out of here. Regardless of if he wants to kill my dad and family or not, I can't imagine he wants to solve world peace." I suggest. " yes, but how? I'm fairly sure he is watching us right now." He pointed to the corner of the room, where a camera sat. " Well...you can go invisible right?" I pointed out. " I can, but not by my control." He mumbled. " Well, maybe we can try and figure out how to control it. If we manage that, you can go anywhere and find out things."