It had been three months since Peter had been taken away by the men in black suits with guns and all sorts of other weapons. The day he was taken had been like any other.
*Flashback*
"Come on, Parker! We're going to be late if you keep lagging!" MJ said in an exasperated voice. Peter just chuckled.
"What's another late on my record? I have too many to count by now." Ned chuckled from behind Peter, and MJ just rolled her eyes. They reached the class within thirty seconds of the bell and took their seats.
Halfway through the lesson, the alarm bell let off a sound.
(In Peter's school, the bell had designated sounds for certain occurrences, like a shooting, an intruder, or a fire. There were more, but those three were the ones that were heard the most.)
That day, the bell was making the intruder sound. The teacher told everyone to stay calm and as quiet as possible. Everyone stayed absolutely silent, including Flash, who looked mortally petrified with fear.
Five minutes later, their class' door was knocked down, and men in black suits with guns and weapons of every kind came storming through the door and streamed into the room, and one of them stood up the front, and started talking to the class.
It was General Ross.
"Now, it's come to my attention that one of you is harbouring information about Tony Stark and his personal life, but also harbouring secrets about his abilities, and late-night activities" the general was looking around the room for his target, which he soon spotted, sitting at the back of the class, glaring daggers at him. He looked over at three of the men and said out loud:
"Take him."
Immediately the men sprang into action and surged toward Peter's desk. Peter looked worried as the men advanced on him and pulled out sticks that had pointy heads and sparked with electricity. They struck him with the sticks harshly and mercilessly until he was unconscious. His screams were heard throughout the whole school, and were forever engraved into the classes minds. They were terrible, pain filled screams, the type of screams you would hear when someone is getting murdered. The kind of screams that belong in a horror film that was made to give you nightmares, and make you check your room twice before bed.
One of the men picked up the unconscious Peter and slung him over his shoulder like a sack, and walked out the door. The rest of the men followed, except for Ross, who was lingering at the door. He looked back at the class and smiled.
"Thank you" he said in a sickeningly sweet tone. "For your cooperation. You'll speak nothing of this day to anyone." And just like that, they vanished, leaving nothing behind but a shocked class and two worried friends.
*end flashback*
It was the day of the field trip, and all the class was waiting outside the cliché yellow school bus. They didn't know where they were going. All they knew was that they were going to a government funded area.
MJ and Ned, while excited to go on the field trip and get out of schoolwork, were still extremely concerned for their friend. After the day of the intrusion, both Ned and MJ has rushed over to the Avengers compound, scanned their badges and rushed up to where they knew the Avengers would be. They had explained everything that had happened and within five minutes, all the Avengers had suited up and started looking for Peter, whether they were out in the city, or in the compound doing facial scans and checking surveillance footage.
As the class boarded the bus, they couldn't help but feel a little worried for Peter, even Flash. But almost all of the class forgot their worry as they started speculating as to where they were going do the field trip.
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Peter Parker and his random ass adventures
FanfictionSo, this is a story about the avengers, and Peter Parker, our favourite little cinnabean. Basically, its going to have angst, fluff, and whump. Under NO CIRCUMSTANCES will I EVER do smut. Sorry if you don't like it, I just get uncomfortable writing...