Making memories ( peter parker X reader)

chapter 26

The bell rang all through the building and everyone rushed to the room.
On the security cameras I saw Tony and Bruce run out and that was my que to run.

As i rushed through the halls I sensed footsteps coming from the corner. As they got closer I got in the first room I saw and hid there until the footsteps got further.
They probably belong to the two nerds that I loved.

I was now in the room I needed to be and I looked through the computer. At first I thought that I wasn't going to make it until...on screen showed an icon named 'towers security. BINGO!
I opened it and turned off all the sirens and alarms. After I was done, I put the screen back how it was and hoped that they would notice anything different.

My legs were leading me through the tower and only thing I could think about was Ian. He must be so scared and hurt. If they lay a finger on him I'll kill them.
As I sneaked out the back door I stopped.

What if I told the others? Maybe they would help. But then the bad guys would kill him. I can't allow that. I'd rather replace myself for Ian than let them kill him because he's just a child and he doesn't deserve that. No one does.

After my fight with my brain, I started moving to the train station. I couldn't use the credit card that Tony gave because they'll track me, so I got the money that Nat gave me. As a great mother should.
I looked again at the location that they sent me and I wrote it down on a small paper. I knew that they would track my phone, that's why I left it somewhere at the city that I would usually go.

Meanwhile at the avengers facility:
3person POV:

As everyone rushed to the place where they heard the alarm they all looked confused. "What happened? Is everyone okay?" Nat asked and looked around for y/n. "I think so." Steve said but still looked for something.
"Hey. Where is y/n by the way?" Nat asked because she got worried.

"She said that she went to sleep. Headache or something." Peter said, although he was worried that something might have happened to you. "I'll check to see if she's there." Nat said and Peter decided to follow her.

Everyone else went back to what they were doing. Peter felt worried. Like something bad might have happened. Nat felt it too but not as sensitive as Peter because he got that 'Peter tingle'.
Before they went in they looked at each other. Then Nat knocked but no answer.

Again. No answer.

They got worried because they knew that y/n was a light sleeper. The door wasn't locked, so they just walked in.
At first they were relieved to see her peacefully sleeping in bed. But then as they went up to check on her there was no movement. Peter got really worried now and so was nat. He pulled back the blanket and saw pillows with clothes on them. She even put shoes, which was weird.

"Ohhhhhhh. This is bad. So so bad." Peter started to stress out but tried to contain himself. Nat was furious and extremely worried at the same time. After some good minute of stressed out, Peter noticed a not on her bed side table whit a word on it. "Avengers/family"

He called Nat and she looked at the note.
"What's that?" She asked as Peter opened the note and started reading.

Dear avengers/family

I know you all may be scared and going off your heads to find me. Yes I am not at the tower. As you can see.
I recently received a really
threatening call that scared the pop tards out of me.
Hydra has someone really important to me and they called me.
I must come allone, otherwise they will kill him.
They got my unbiological brother that I care about with my whole heart.
I'm going there right now and please don't follow me.
If this is a trap, then I'll die knowing that I got an actual family.
If not, then I can only hope my straight will help me and get him out.
I wanna thank all of you for helping me and actually experiencing happy life only if it was for a little while.
Thanks mom and my amazing boyfriend.
~~~

Peter barely made through the letter and he was crying all over the letter. Natasha wasn't the one with fiscal comfort but right now she was a mess.
She hugged him and both of them cried.
"Let's go find those son of a bitc*es" Natasha sad and wiped her tears away.
Peter was still a mess but got himself together.

They ran in the livingroom calling everyone to an emergency meeting and told everything that they new.

Back to y/n POV:

I was getting off the train and all of a sudden a black car raced in front of me.
No one was around because it was late now and the street that I was on was mostly empty.

Next thing I know, I was shot in the neck by a dart and I fell to the ground. But I didn't feel the ground hitting my side.

4 and a half biscuits later. WARNING (if your not comfortable with harsh behavior and sharp objects. You can stop and wait till next chapter)

My vision was blurry but I could make out 3 figures.
They were speaking Russian. They sound happy, amazed even. As my eyes got clearer I saw that I was tied up to a metal chair in some sort of chains that hurt my skin real bad. My hands were bruised and my jaw hurt badly.

The 3 men came up no me and looked evil. "You are so dumb принцесса" he said and I completely understand the last word. How dare he call me a princess. I'll show him princess when I get out of there things.
"Where is he?!" I hissed back. My hands were now week from the pain as I tried to get out.
"You dumb little children. He isn't here. He never was." He said in a thick Russian accent.

W-what? But-but I heard him. They must be lying. Although I did came here whit a thought of trap possibility.

"B-but I heard h--" I started crying. Not from the betrayal but from now bloody hurting wrists. I got cut off by him. "B-b-b-b. BUT NOTHING!" He yelled. His face was so close and I could have smelled his breath if I wanted to but I held the air in me.
He got away and I breath in again. Discussing.

"So what are you going to do whit me? Erase my memories? Lock me up? Use me?" I tried sounding strong but failed miserably. "One of them is right. We will use you. And you will fight for us." He said and walked around the room annoyingly. "Fight who or what. I won't be your puppet." I think I got my straight of speaking from Natasha or I'm just really stupid for talking back.
"Oh but you will. If you ever want to see your precious little brother again allive and breathing, then you'll do as we ask." He smiled at me with that mischievous grin.

"So who do I need to fight? Asshole." I finally gave in. Although I was regretting everything single second. He came closer and smacked my face with his palm. It left a big red mark on my face and blood dripped from my mouth.
"You have no right to call me that ИДИОТ! Because if you do, next time it won't be my hand."
Now I needed to be careful with my big mouth and shut the hell up for once in my life.

"I'm sorry sir." I quietly said and he smiled at my answer. "Better." He said and turned around.
He walked up to the table and grabbed a needle that wasn't that long but for me it was huge. My phobia from needless were rising and it was not a right moment.
I had no choice but to scream until he injected it in my shoulder.

I passed out with pain going through my shoulder. What the heck did they inflected me with?.

Next thing I know as I woke up in a bed, I heard a lot of shouting, shooting, screaming and fighting. I hear a loud bang coming from out side the cage.

And there he was. Standing in front of me with my mom. He was trying to say something but only thing I was hearing was white noise.
And I passed our again.
Two strong arms were picking me up but that was all I remember.
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Next chapter is (how the hell did that all happen?!)