panic room

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Summary: Peter risk himself to get back one of the stolen high tech weapons.

(A/N: Sorry took a long time, there's still few drafts in this story and I don't really know which one to use HAHAH anyways, first week of semester went good and looks easy but its only the first week lmao)

// TW: Shooting, blood. //

"Everybody said I was crazy to recruit a 14-years-old kid!" His head was fuming over the fact that one of his crates were stolen. Peter just hung his head low, not knowing what to do. "I'm sorry Mr. Stark."

Tony turn around and he walk to the kid. "Sorry doesn't cut it. The whole New York could be wiped out because of you!" He close his eyes in frustration.

When Damage Control was moving stuffs from a scene to the facility, the Vulture decides to rob one of the truck and steal few sources. Tony was there to fight him but Peter got in the way and make Tony distracted, making the Vulture got one of the crate.

"Scram away. I don't wanna see you for the time being." Tony storm away from the lab and Peter immediately pack his bag up, heading home.

"Great, now everyone hates me." He launch himself onto his bed and just throw his backpack into the closet, breaking the door.

This is all your fault, Parker. If you didn't intervene with the fight then he must've got it back. He frustratedly put his hand over his temple. "I can make it right." He got up and empty his bag then head out to the city, looking for the crate.

"Okay, you've been there before. Just go to the evil lair and get the crates and just give it back to Mr. Stark, no more guilts." He put on his Do-It-Yourself Spider-Man mask and swing away from his apartment.

When he arrived at the location, he stealthily walk into the door and knock down some people. "Okay, just a little bit to the left."

He jog down the stairs and crouch down to see the basement. "Okay, there's the crate. Girlfriend's psycho dad isn't here so I'm safe." He walk down the stairs and put the crate into his backpack. "Hello there, Pedro."

Peter immediately turn away and saw Toomes with his wings and gun in his hand. "I don't think that little crate belongs to you." He shoot at Peter but he managed to avoid most of the bullets. "Mr. Toomes, for your information, stealing is a crime!" He shot his web to his wings try to go take him down but failed to do so.

"A kid like you won't understand anything like this. I do this for a reason, Pedro. I'm trying to keep my family alive. You think I didn't know you and Liz are in a relationship? Why do you think I turn into a blind eye?" He smirked. Peter didn't care about it now, he just wanted to make things right again.

"But for sure thing, I do know that stealing and robbery is a crime." He smiled and shoot his web at Toomes legs, making him crash down. "Okay, its time for Plan B, might just kill myself before Toomes kill me."

He run down the hallway of the entrance but he felt a hot and painful bullet striking his back. Peter immediately fell down to the ground and try to get up. "I told you,  I'd do anything to keep my family alive." He put a knife on Peter's neck but with Spidey-Sense, he was able to hold the knife and disarm it.

"I'd do anything to make things right again." He web Toomes on the wall and proceed to the exit and holding his neck for the small cut.

He took out his phone and call Happy for immediate backup. "Happy, listen!"

"No time for your rambles kid, I got something to do."

"No! Listen! Too-"

"Goodbye!" Happy immediately hang up and Peter had no choice but to walk to the tower. He look over to his phone which shows almost 2am.

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