Wrong Number Spidey

Assemble

Peter was in pain, which honestly didn't surprise him much as he began to wake up feeling dazed. The area around his stomach and arms was on fire, he felt more pain than he had in a long time which brought him to his senses.

Some light glinted off of his captor's arm, it looked metallic through Peter's half opened eyes. Before ho could stop himself he said the first words that came out of his mouth, "Shiiny." Though he later came to regret that decision as he got a full view of his captor's impressive metal arm as it flew straight towards his face, knocking him out cold.

When he woke he was in a cell, it was white and clean, almost robotic, he lay on a thin mattress situated on the floor, he slowly sat up wincing as his injuries burned with every movement that he made, his brain flashed back to his encounter with the man with the metal arm, Peter dubbed him Mr Shiny. The last thing he recalled was an explosion and then he remembered being taken away by Mr Shiny.

"On your feet prisoner" A voice stated from outside his cell, peter rose wearily to his feet, looking through the blurred glass at the figure that spoke to him. It was definitely not Mr Shiny, that was apparent from the significantly noticeable lack of the rugged metal arm however there was something quite familiar that Peter noticed on the man's shoulder, a symbol of some sorts, Peter stepped back from the glass as it began to slide open slowly revealing the figure and the symbol he wore on his sleeve.

A chill passed through Peter as he recognized the symbol and any of the doubt that he had was erased with the figure's next statement. He stepped back, lowered his gun and performed what Peter identified as a Nazi salute and muttered a quick "Hail Hydra!" before escorting Peter down the chemical smelling, hospital-like, clean corridor.

.........

Tony was lost, he had so much that he wanted to confront, so many questions but he couldn't face all of that yet, he wasn't ready what mattered to him the most was Peter.

The one person who he'd been fighting so hard to save was also the one he had been trying to hurt out of his own vain frustrations. 

Tony put aside all of his work his stress and everything and searched for Peter, they knew hydra had taken him and it ate away at him knowing that every second that he let pass something terrible may be happened to Peter.

All of the avengers were monitoring all of the hydra bases checking through the hydra files for anything to give  them a lead on where Peter was, the others didn't understand why Tony was so mad at himself.

They didn't know it yet. Loki was nowhere to be found either. Tony so badly wanted someone to blame someone to shout at, but in the end, none of this would have happened if he had just let the spider be. It was all his fault.

"Tony we have a reading, one of the bases sent out an encrypted message that we managed to decrypt partly, we managed to find information about a new prisoner, it could be Peter" Nat explained.

her voice had a  strained edge to it that Tony had never heard from the super spy, worry and fear. He stood up with new drive to save Peter and muttered one phrase loud and clear

"Avengers assemble"
..........

Loki was frantic, someone took a mortal away from him and he was furious, how dare a mortal take away his...his..friend like that.

He used all his influence to gather an army of frost giants, at least the few still loyal to him, and he followed the remnants of Peter's presence using his magic.

He soon arrived at what he knew to be a Hydra base, anger pricked at his skin, from what he knew of hydra, they frequented inhumane experiments on unfortunate creatures and he could not imagine what they were doing to the spider in there.

His blood boiled as he gave the order. "CHAARGE!!"

.........

"Hello" called Peter, his voice echoing throughout the darkness.

"Anyone there?"

Peter didn't understand where he currently was, the last thing he remembered was looking into the pained eyes of the man with the metal arm as he held him down, then a sudden pain in his neck before he woke up here.

He suddenly found himself drawn into a memory, he came home early one day and found one of May's 'friends' in the house.

His name was Mark, he had come over before but never alone. As soon as Peter saw him he tried to leave but it was too late.  "You come on here kid be a good boy let's play a game" said Mark in a slow voice, Peter was terrified but he knew that if he ran now it would be worse.

(Narrator here ~ if you don't like rough storms now is a good time to make like the wind and skidaddle~thanks)

"Come on then boy" crooned Mark

His voice sent Waves of fear through Peter. He had noticed the strange looks that Mark had given him in the past, but now they were alone.

Mark began stroking Peter's hair, his breath reeked of alcohol and he smelt strongly of vomit and other toxic substances. Peter could smell it so many times magnified and it took all of his willpower to stay conscious and thankfully his stomach was empty otherwise, anything there would have added to Mark's stench.

Peter quiver under Mark's hand and as mark lowered his hand to Peter's shoulder, rubbing it softly, someone burst through the door noisily, it was May.

Peter saw an expression, rarely seen before on her face, it was anger, raw and unbridled, for him. She spoke in a low voice, "Peter go to your room."

Peter immediately obliged dashing to his room and locking the door, he soon heard hushed conversation increase in volume until it became full on shouting and then May screamed.

Peter forgetting to control himself knocked down his door, sending it flying and saw May struggling under Mark who had his hand raised. When he saw this something inside him snapped.

He wanted to kill Mark, there was nothing more that he wanted at this moment except to kill the one who wronged him and May, suddenly everything went red.

(Narrator here~ the storm has passed)

............

As the avengers gathered at the hydra base, they were surprised to find Loki attacking, but decided to use it to their advantage and attacked alongside him and his frost giants, all was going well until suddenly combat stopped on both sides, Tony flew towards the commotion only to be relieved.

It was Peter but something was very wrong, he had a violent, unfocused look in his eyes and Tony felt something was off.