Hidden - P. Parker |Book I|

22 | Elevator

Sitting up, I groan. 

"That's insane. I cannot take this anymore. I gotta... I gotta get out of here." Dropping down, I open Vulture dude's duffel bag, trying to find a way out of here. 

Pulling out a wheel shaped thingy, I throw it to the side. "Nope." I then pull out an Ultron head and gasp. "That's awesome." Placing it to the side, I sigh. "This would be so much easier if Prim was here."  

Grabbing the purple glowy thingy, I examine it. "Ah, hey, it's like the glowy thing." 

"That glowy thing is an explosive Chitauri energy core." 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! You mean, we've been carrying around a bomb?" I look at it, a little terrified. 

"It would require radiation to transform it into an explosive state."

Grabbing my phone, and fumbled with it, trying to call Ned. 

"No, no, no, no, no." There was no reception here. 

Swinging up, I started banging on the doors, shouting for someone; anyone. 

"Hey! Please! Please, somebody, let me out! Hey! Karen, you have to help me override that time lock." 

Hanging upside down in front of the electric panel, I try inserting numbers, writing them down on a notepad.

"Okay Karen. Lower the voltage and run it."

"Trial unsuccessful."

I sigh, a little agitated. I really wanted to get out of here, fast. 

"Okay, we're just gonna have to try every sequence." Crossing out the wrong one, I get back to work.

This was gonna be a long night.

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Nova

We hear the door knock, and hopping with one heel on, I open the door, slipping the other one on. 

"You guys almost ready?" Liz asks, and I nod, smiling. 

"Yeah, we'll be down in five." Shutting the door, I quickly swipe on some lip gloss and let my hair down, clipping the front pieces up in mini rose bun behind. 

Shuffling out, I glance towards Ned and Peter's room, and shake my head. Why was I even worried about him? He was probably fine, already downstairs. Besides, why should I care?

Yet, a gut feeling poked in me, screaming that something was wrong- something was about go very wrong. 

Grabbing MJ, we walked down the stairs, making small talk. 

Dropping our phones into a box, we took our seats, and I started to fidget, the pit in my stomach growing. 

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"We have now entered sudden death." 

Peter didn't come. And for some reason, I couldn't sit still. He didn't say a single word, and apparently, no one saw him after last night. 

But now was no time to be worried. I'd have to postpone that to later. 

"The next correct answer wins the championship." 

MJ hits the buzzer, and we all look at her expectedly. 

"Midtown Tech?"

"Zero."