Marvel // Wrong Number

Chapter: 8 New trend, it's called getting shot

A/N: Honk, the stress express has reached its final destination the station of motivation, have a good day and let me perish.
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-Somewhere outside minutes before the explosion-

...calling: DivaQueen

Peter: Shuriii your brother is on his way back like rn!

DivaQueen: Yeah ik, hey there's something-

Peter: Wait how did you know?

DivaQueen: I hacked the tower, but-

Peter: YoU DiD wHaT

DivaQueen: That's besides the point rn! Listen to me dude! You gotta go back and tell the others something is about to happen

Peter: Dude wth??

DivaQueen: I was scrolling through radio frequencies on secure networks connected to that area trying to find anything interesting they might have been leaked from their main channel and I picked up on something that seemed off, the strange thing was the tower's security wasn't picking up on anything unusual like it usually does *cough* like when I've tried to hack it in the past.

Peter: ...I'm to far away

DivaQueen: What?

Peter: I'm to far away to go back, you think someone is about to attack the tower? I won't get there in time

DivaQueen: Run dude then get the hell away from there!

Peter: *in a monotone voice* dw I got this I've had a building drop on me before

DivaQueen: YOUVE HAD WHA-

*BOOM* 

-connection has been lost-

The whole area started shaking, whatever was planted wasn't meant to tear the building down just strong enough to make some noise and a statement...a distraction perhaps?

Out of the moment of shock Peter's mind was racing thinking of the possible explanations. What the hell? Hydra? But they haven't been seen for years? Should I go back? I should, I need to help. No I should get somewhere safe first. I have to make a plan? What plan, there's not time? No the avengers can handle this you have to get out of here.

So wrapped up in his thoughts it took him a minute to realize his arm was bleeding *dang I must have jabbed myself on a piece of lose cement* until he reached for his arm..the same arm he'd broken just a few days ago..*what the..?* It was then when Peter had the pain kick in, and that no it wasn't cement,  he had been shot. *oh god-..so much for my spidey sense* he blacked out, never noticing the figures who had creeped up on him

-Somewhere in the Avengers tower-
"Friday! What the hell just happened, and how did this get right past the most advance security system?" Tony yelled in frustration just as his suit finished putting itself together. "I need eyes on the situation! Tell me where each person friend or foe is in this building right now"

"Natasha and Clint are in the topmost living area, Dr. Banner has hulked out in his lab..incorrect he is going down the hall..scratch that he is trying to reach lower levels..something about stairs hmm...ahem, the captain is in a room about 3 floors below trying to move fallen rocks that have blocked the only exit and Peter is not on my radar so I assume he got away in time before any of this happened"

There was a pause before Friday continued as if hesitant "there are several unidentified figures at the bottom most level, the few employees who were in the building are either unaccounted for or have fled"

"Great, casualties, just what I needed today" mumbled Tony. "Can you identify these figures? I'm assuming it's those squid-heads"

"No sir, these figures bare no markings I as well cannot get a facial recognition they are to well hidden, not normal hydra gear"

"Huh, those skull faces usually love showing off who they are so you know who you're dealing with. Cant rule it out that it's not them though. I need you to lockdown just the bottom floor and tell Clint to get a visual on roof access this explosion might have been a decoy, oh and reach out to Fury while you're at it"

"Already on it boss"

-A few floors down-
"Dammit" Steve cursed "these rocks won't budge and this floor is about to collapse"
"How in the world did this attack get by Friday?" You'd have to be pretty darn smart to hack something this level, and he could only think of a few people who could. One of them including Shuri. *In thought* Shuri wouldn't have caused the attack but I know she's been trying to hack the tower for a long time, she could've weakened the system at the wrong time letting someone else be able to get through the firewalls without her knowing. I better reach out to her asking if she came across anything suspicious recently. Steve stopped for a minute to listen out, it was dead quiet. Suddenly there was a loud exclaim of "to many stairs!" In the distance and gave an exasperated sigh "Hulk better not scare off our attackers before we can identify who they are and what they want" and want back to moving away rocks.

-On one of the top floors-
The two assassins faced each other, silently, their conversation cut off by the bomb. Nat glared at her friend as if he had caused the explosion, taking in the present situation around them. She knew he was hiding something and out of all the things that could have happened right now they were being attacked. There was a faint bzzt of comms being connected and a loud "Yo Clint get your ass on comms right now and perch up on the roof for me, I don't have an access point to there right now and I'm not flying out until we know what we're dealing with" *click*

"Well you heard what he said I better get going" Clint spoke casually, trying to brake the tension.

"I need to know what is happening" Nat crossed her arms

"Hell, I don't know what's happening-"

"Not about this, but whatever it is wth does Peter have to do with it"

"I'm not dragging him into anything, don't worry"

"I can't trust you if you won't even be honest with me"

"Look Nat" Clint sighed "I made a promise to help someone, and I'm doing my best to make sure that nobody is going to get hurt. Important enough that Peter came to me, out of everyone else and I'm not about to ruin his trust in any way. You would understand that"

Nat stiffened at that last part

"Fine but if anything at all happens and Peter gets hurt in any way, you know who I'll be coming after" 

"Yes ma'am" and with that Clint rushed off

Nat stayed there for a moment pondering over the conversation. If she couldn't get it out of Clint she'd had to go to Peter directly. Mama spider has to protect the baby spider. Satisfied for the meantime she set down the lower levels scouting for anyone who needed their ass kicked.

~End~