The Hunting Spider

Chapter 2

Avengers and the Hunting Spider

Part One

Chapter- 2

Was this how he, Tony Stark, yes the Tony Stark, wanted to spend his weekend? Absolutely not. Why was he even here again? An agent nearly bumped into him then walked away apologizing profusely.

Oh yeah. SHIELD forced him and his team to investigate the break-in at Oscorp.

He silently thought of all the things he'd rather be doing than this. Hanging out with Pepper Potts. Hanging out with his Science Bros, Bruce Banner. Even bugging Happy sounded better than this. The list went on. The sooner this was over with, the sooner he could go back home to Avenger's tower.

SHIELD had already talked with the only witness, daughter of the police captain, Gwen Stacy. She hadn't seen much, besides a physical appearance, outfit, and the strange web-like restraints. He- according to Gwen's description Tony was pretty sure he was male at least- didn't match any known criminal that was for sure. Or maybe there were never witnesses, but Tony didn't want to jump to conclusions... Yet. Maybe that was why they need the Avengers. To find out who this is and stop him.

"What was stolen?" Natasha aka Black Widow asked.

"An experimental space-goop, for lack of better terms. Also called V 252, it was going to be added as a new element, if they could stabilize it that is," Phil Coulson answered coming from behind the group. He'd been looking for any trace of anything that could be used to trace the criminal.

They all nodded, Bruce and Tony both shared a look. "Can I have some of the data and research they got from it?" Tony asked.

"Maybe, I'll have to talk to Norman Osborn. The owner of this lab. I'll see what I can do though," he got out his phone and walked away.

"I am curious as to what these 'webs' Stacy described are. Are they even organic? Hmm," Bruce frowned in thought.

The usual speed of Tony Stark's mind, if possible, increased. "But why leave her alive?" Tony mumbled.

Not sure if he heard right, Clint asked, "What?"

"Adjust your hearing aid, Barton. I said, why keep the girl alive? Why not kill her? I mean as soon as she was able she called the cops."

Natasha frowned in thought. "Maybe he wanted to keep her alive? Let's keep her under guard and maybe bring her to the tower once in a while to keep her safe until we've found out who this is."

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Peter Parker- or SM62 as his files said- was in pain. He was currently trying to nurse his shredded side. Messy stitches that laced across his inflamed side, no matter how much they pulled and stung, did their job to stop the bleeding. For the most part. The rest of the vital liquid continually seeped through his fingers. He wasn't too worried though, it should stop bleeding soon. He'd have been dead long before this if not for his healing factor. Even with that, thanks to the lack of much food and rest it would take a few days to heal entirely. Of course, most of his other minor scratches and bruises would be gone within twenty-four hours.

His mind, sometime during the near decade of imprisonment, had just began blocking out the punishments Peter was given for disobeying. They ranged from simply beating him, experimenting, to trying out new weapons designed to take down Captain America or the Hulk.