I was in the computer lab, and Peter was in the gym. It was getting late and no one had come back. Peter came in and tapped my shoulder. I had headphones in listening to music while gaming. I took my headphones off and turned around.
"Yeah?" I was waiting for the news.
I saw he had just hung up with Mr. Stark.
"He said they won't be back until really late."
"Oh. Well we'll be fine." I said. "Right?"
"Yeah. Right." He said and walked back out.
I put my headphones back on and turned my music up. I was goofing off on some game and I saw a figure out the corner of my eye. I looked up and saw the same man I saw at the arcade. He gave the same grin, and then he disappeared as quickly as he came. I shook it off and turned back to the computer. It was late, so I went to my room. I stepped onto the balcony and looked up at the stars. The wind was blowing my brown hair.
"Beautiful, isn't it." A smooth British sounding voice said.
I gasped and turned around. It was the man I kept seeing. I backed away and my back pressed against the rail. He moved his hand and the doors to the balcony slammed shut. He moved closer and put his arms around my waist.
"Where are your avengers now?" He said in a low, husky voice.
I felt his warm breath on me and it sent a chill down my spine. There was a flash of green, and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I couldn't believe my eyes.
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Kidnapped
FanfictionWhen Nikki, a close friend of Peter Parker, goes with him to avengers tower, she is expecting a learning experience. But little does she know that a certain god of mischief is watching her. She will be doing a lot more than just watching the action...
