Peter's POV
Pain
That's it. That's all that I feel. Pain.
I don't know how long I've been here.
Hours? Days? Maybe even weeks?
The mast thing that I remember was saying goodbye to Sloan before leaving for the mission. I remember being separated from everyone. Then just black.
I woke up in this small, dirty, old room. It had an old mattress on the floor with lots of mould and a dirty blanket with lots of holes in it. The door was a thick metal with a small window at the top and a small opening at the bottom, though not big enough for me to fit through to get out.
I saw a decent bullet hole in my left calf. My web shooters and mask were gone. My suit was just fabric.
"Ah! Mr. Parker. You're finally awake!" Said a man from outside the door, "We can now get to business."
The door opened with a creek after a couple of clicks and two guards and- well I have no idea who the third guy was. He was most likely the one talking.
"You will call me Strucker." The third guy said. "Don't worry. We won't hurt you unless needed."
The man- I mean, Strucker, had a thick German accent. He had a weird spectacle thing on his left eye. I don't know what that's about. But I don't question him.
"If you want information from me, you're not getting anything." I told him. " The avengers don't tell me any big secrets."
"Oh, no! I don't want information." He explained, making me give him a confused look. "I want your little girlfriend. She's too powerful to be against us. So we're going to trade you for her. She's very worried about you. She thinks we've hurt you!"
"How long have I been here? Why does Sloan think you're hurting me? They won't let the trade happen!" I yell at him.
"Oh yes they will! You've been here for two days. And she thinks we're hurting you because we sent them a video of us putting that damn hole in your leg!"
He stopped talking for a second and sighed.
"We'll meet with them and they will either trade her over without force and it will be easy or we will have to be a bit more... persuasive."
The last word sent shivers down my spine.
"Don't worry. Well give them time. But if they don't meet us at the battle field in three hours, you're going to get hurt. Well! More hurt than you already are." He said, nodding to my leg (which was in a lot of pain just so you know).
A/n: hello my lovelies! I'm very sorry for not updating in a while, I've had some... personal issues. And major writers block.
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