“Its all my fault.” i whispered.
Wanda comes back in, Bruce, Clint and Sam limping behind her.
Clint kneels down beside me and puts a hand on my shoulder.
“Pete.” he stops to take a breath like he’s trying not to cry. “Nat, she umm, they took her.”
My head jolts and i look up to see everyone in the room looking at me. “What?” my voice cracks and i hate it so much.
“Im so sorry.” he puts his hand to his face and tears start to fall.
Instead of crying or breaking again, I stand and walk into a room that I know is mine. I flick through my scattered memories and find the one i’ve been looking for.
I slip into the red, blue and black spandex, put on my mask and jump out of my window.
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Swinging through the city i am filled with memories and remember so many things like how me and Tony would spend days at a time building things in the labs, me and Wanda, Bruce helping me with minor injuries and spiderman.
How could I forget that I was spiderman?
Because you thought you were still The Black Spider
Oh. Right.
I swing as fast as I can to the base, I have no idea how I remember where it is. But i do and i get there in record time.
I climb around the walls and onto the roof to peer in through the skylight.
My heart is racing but all I'm thinking about is saving Nat before it's too late. Even if it kills me.
I gently push open one of the air vents and crawl in. Using my sixth sense I check for cameras and detectors or traps throughout the vents and thankfully come across none.
I take the time to look through every room for her and when I finally find her, I want to cry. She is in my old cell. The Doctor is telling her things. Things about me. He points to the blood on the wall and tells her which torture method that was. He points to the different holes in the walls and tells her how insane i was when they first gave me the venom. My heart breaks for her to hear all this as she sobs uncontrollably on the floor, chained to the wall.
He tells her that those are the very same chains that held me for all these years.
Okay, enough.
I pound through the vent and jump on top of him bringing my hands down into the back of his head, knocking him out.
“Peter” Nat is exasperated.
I ran to her and snapped the chains with my hands. I wish I would have had enough energy to do that and get out when I was here. But then again I wasn't conscious enough in my own mind to think of even trying.
We hug and she cries into my shoulder.
“Oh Pete, I'm so sorry I didn't look for you, didn’t try and find you.”
“There's nothing you could have done, and you didn’t know.” I assure her and that's when the alarms start. I hold onto her waist and place her safely into the vent but as i'm about to get in as well someone grabs my leg pulling me back into the cell.
“Peter!”
“Don’t move!”
I’m surrounded by around 10 Hydra guards. Great.
They all run towards me at the same time and i manage to punch a few and knock them out on the spot but one manages to taser my side and i know it will leave a fucked burn. One comes in and pushes a knife deep into my lower back. If I don't get out of here soon, I will die.
Before he can take the knife out I grab his hand and snap his shoulder inside out and slam the ball of my hand into the side of his head. The one with the taser comes at my neck and knocks me to the ground on my knees. While i'm down one of them punches me in the face while another jabs me in my side over and over.
But it only takes me a minute to get my breath back and I swing my leg to knock out 2 guards knees, accidentally dislocating them. One of the biggest ones left then grabs me around the neck and pushes me against the wall, shoving the knife deeper into my back.
Blood starts pouring out of my mouth and my vision begins to blur as he strangles the air out of my lungs. The Taser guy jabs one last one into my side and I feel myself dying.
Just as everything is about to go black, the big guy lets go, causing me to collapse down the wall and onto my side, gasping for air. But my throat is full of blood so I lay there and accept the inevitable fate that this is how I die.
The avengers burst into the room at that moment. Killing the rest of the guards. And the last thing I remember is Tony picking me up and telling me to ‘stay awake’.
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Fanfictionhiiii omg I got signed out of my other account so here is the completed version hope you enjoy Natasha was sent to the red room when she was just 12 years old but managed to escape not long after. Fourteen years later, Nat finally feels like she...
