A tall man in a black uniform drug a boy with a bag over his head into the garage.
I looked up just a little to see, my side still hurting from the pain.
"W-who..." I couldn't finish the sentence when they took the bag off his head and it revealed Peter.
"Peter!?" I screamed.
His eyes shot directly at me with worry "(y/n)? What's going on?"
My boss turned to me and smiled "yes (y/n) why don't you tell him what's going on?"
I put my head down on the cold, concrete floor. I knew what was happening...
"I can't! I-I won't!" I cried.
"You're an assassin (y/n)...this is your mission." My boss said walking to a table as the man in the black uniform grabbed Peter's arm.
Peter tried to get out of his grip "(y/n)!" He cried helplessly.
I didn't understand why he didn't just get out of the man's grip he was definitely stronger than him. Then I looked at him closely and saw bruises and cuts all on his face. They hurt him.
Peter's POV
10 hours earlier...
"no I'm not leaving you." I told (y/n)
"Peter I will kill you! Leave before I hurt you! Now!" She said almost crying.
I wanted to stay, to help her, but it was no use. You can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved.
"Okay..." I sighed and I walked away
I felt terrible just leaving her, but she told me she was going to kill me and even though I had a feeling she wouldn't I was still afraid that she would.
I walked a couple blocks and it was getting dark when I bumped into someone.
"Oh I'm sorry sir." I said looking down
The man turned around "oh don't worry about it." He smiled
My spidey sense was going crazy when I felt a sharp hit to my head.
I woke up in a van. I looked around and saw the man staring at me. I jumped up to get out of the moving vehicle when he punched me in the face. I got up again and he took a knife out and cut my face.
"Sit down!" He yelled at me, but that didn't stop me.
I got up again and this time he took out a black baton and clicked a button that made electricity shoot up on it. He tased me in the stomach and my whole body felt numb. I fell to the floor and couldn't move.
I was breathing heavily through my teeth
"Ow." I moaned.
I breath finally stabilized and I went to get up but he shocked me again.
"Where...are you t-taking me?" I said trying to hold in the pain.
"Shut up!" He yelled as he shocked my stomach again.
I banged my fist on the floor "tell me!"
"No." He said shocking me again.
"Gah!" I screamed clutching my stomach.
I felt all of my energy drain out of me and I could feel me eyelids growing heavy.
I woke up in a panic. The van was stopped and I was shocked one more time.
"Get up!" The man yelled as he kicked me in the side.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up to put a brown, fabric bag over my head.
"Let me go!" I yelled trying to get out of the man's grip.
He grabbed my arm tighter and we walked out of the van. I tried to escape from him but it was no use he just shocked me again.
I heard a large door open and we walked inside a cold and echoey room.
The man took the bag off and I shook my head when I saw a girl lying on the floor bleeding.
"Peter!?" The girl cried
My eyes filled with worry "(y/n)? What's going on?"
A man, out of no where, walked up to her "yes (y/n) why don't you tell him what's going on?"
She put her head down on the floor and cried
"I can't! I-I won't!" She cried
"You're an assassin (y/n)...this is your mission." The man walked over to a table and grabbed another knife and a whip.
My eyes widen in fear.
"(Y/n)!" I yelled knowing what was going on. She had to hurt me.
She had to...
