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Chapter one: he saved me

" Mr stark..." Peter said, as his voice shook with nerves. peter was staying at Tony's for a night while aunt may was away. This was always his favourite experience, it was amazing being in Stark Tower where he saw everything differently. He was on top of the world. However, today was certainly not one of those days.
"Huh?" Tony leaned over from an engineering device of some sort wearing his usual orange tinted glasses. Peter may have been only
a child but he had observed that the way Tony looked at him... it was different to anyone else. It was the look a father gave to his son. The looks he gave to others were cold and showed little emotion of any kind...he was a closed book.
As peter looked at Tony in the eye his emotions grew and grew inside of him and he couldn't contain them anymore. A single tear fell down his face and he brought his knees to his face so that his crying could be muffled, so the sadness would be contained. He had regretted calling for Tony's name, he didn't want to tell him. He didn't think it was important.
Tony jogged to peter while removing his glasses with both hands before placing them on a nearby table. He sat on the floor next to peter and wrapped his arm around him.
"What's up kid?" He looked at peter, concerned, as the young peter Parker nudged closer towards him giving him a hug. Tony was taken back by this and raised his arms before looking at the crying boy and relaxing.
"You...um...you wanna talk about it?" He said.
"I'm not the s-ame as the other kids at school." he stuttered. "I've never fit in and I don't think I ever will, i dunno what I can do." he frowned "I didn't want to tell May..."
"Tell May what?"
"What the kids at school do." He stared down at the floor. "It's happened for a few weeks now but they hate me . They beat me up Mr Stark..." his throat closed up. His hands trembled.
"Kid," Tony stared blankly at the sobbing child.
"I tried to fight back but there's no point." He shrugged. "They asked why I left in a limo yesterday. I told them I knew you but no one believed me. Today... they dragged me to the back alley and.. started to beat me up..." Peter rolled up his jeans to reveal his bruised legs and a cut that ran from his knee to his ankle.
"Wait-" Tony uncomfortably tried to be comforting. "Is this why your hair is like that today?" Tony moved peters hair from his eyes to reveal a deep blue bruise across his eye.
"They did this to you!?!" 
* * *
Peter woke up the next morning in Mr starks guest room staring at the high ceiling, a cool breeze swept across his face from the window. He rolled across the king sized bed to the bed side table where he kept his flip phone. It was 4:30am, it felt much later. He hadn't gotten much sleep. It amazed even him that he had had the  courage to tell mr stark what was happening at school; he really trusted Tony.
"You okay kid?" Tony looked at peter while adding a raw egg to his protein shake. Peter nodded, it felt good to have told someone.
"We'll sort something out." Tony reassured him. Peter pulled a breakfast bar out of his backpack. He was glad that it was Saturday, finally a weekend away from school.
"Please don't tell may," Peter looked into Tony's eyes with his own brown sparkling ones.
"Don't worry, I won't" Tony ruffled Peters hair and smiled.

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It was Sunday and Peter was staying at Tony's after begging aunt May to let him stay there.
"what you doing?" Peter asked looking at the large metal device with glowing red and green buttons on it.
"a little bit of this a little bit of that." Tony replied with a shifty look. Peter shrugged and sat on the floor in his usual spot.
"I'm hungry, wanna see what there is to eat?"
"Hi hungry, I'm Tony Stark." Tony laughed and Peter smiled. Peter strolled over to the mini fridge and looked inside. "empty."
"I'll tell you what, if you wait here I'll drive down to the donut shop and get us a treat." Tony switched off the machine and walked to the door."
"w-w-wait, I'll get them. As a...um ...thank you for letting me stay again." Tony patted him on the back and gave him a lift pass.

Peter listened to the music in the elevator until the doors opened. Happy was standing at the exit looking stern as always. His abnormally large forehead was intimidating. Peter smiled hoping for one in return but happy just stood there...still.
Outside, the sky was grey and a walk to the donut store wouldn't take long. Peter stolled down the sidewalk until he heard breathing behind him.

He turned around and his world began to spin, then fade away.

Peter woke up hunched against a brick wall, surrounded by a gang of boys from his school. Everything was blurry.
"look who it is," the first boy started "it's penis parker." he smirked. Peters vision became clearer. It was Max Murray, the ring leader of the bullies at school.
Peter felt blood on his face, he was unsure where it was  coming from. struggling to stand up, Peter fell back into a heap. On the floor.
"what's wrong Pete?" max looked around at the other boys.
"listen I don't think we should be doing this..." murmured a plump boy from the back.
"shut it Ned." Max shot back at him.
Another boy kicked him in the leg and Peter sniffed holding back a tear. The boy called Ned looked away in guilt. Peter lay there in front of them and didn't fight back however many times they hit, punched, scratched or scraped him. He was defenseless.
"aw I think the ickle bickle baby wants his mommy." a smile spread across Max's face. "oh wait, you don't have one." The other boys laughed. All of a sudden, Peter heard a voice behind the gang of boys.
"Excuse me." said the voice
The boys all turned around and moved aside to see the man.
"this, this is not acceptable behavior." Tony removed the helmet of his iron-man suit.
"If you say one more word..." Tony fires up a weapon and directed a blast at a fence. "let's just say I'd advise you to leave before I call the cops...or worse, okay?" He pointed towards the hole in the fence. The boys mounted their bicycles, shaking and rode away.
Tony quickly kneeled down to Peter's level and picked
Him up in his metal arms.
"oh my god kid? What did they do to you?" Mr Stark looked at Peter with bloodshot eyes, he looked more scared for Peter than Peter did himself. Tony flew in his suit back to Stark Tower where Peter sat on the kitchen bench as Tony attended to his wounds.
"agh!" strained Peter as Tony wrapped a bandage around his bleeding arm. The blood had soaked through the material.
Tony looked at Peter.
"Are you okay kid? Are you okay to get down from there?" Peter jumped down from the bench with Tony's assistance but immediately fell to the floor, unconscious.
* * *
"NURSE? NURSE? I NEED SOMEONE TO SEE TO HIM HE'S UNCONSCIOUS AND HE NEEDS HELP!" Tony rushed into the hospital with Peter in his arms.
"Mr Stark?" said Peter, whose eyes began to open and close.
"SOMEONE, ANYONE!" a nurse ran around the corner with a bed and wrapped Peter in a blanket.
Tony grabbed the bed running along with it as it went from corridor to corridor until he was told to let go.
"No, no, no, no! I need to go in with him, I need to see if he's okay. He's my so- he's, he's my son..." Tony lied but in a way this felt true.
"just, let me know if he's okay..." Tony watched through the glass in the door until Peter was no longer visible.
* * *

Three hours later Tony was informed by the doctor that Peter had broken his left leg and had fell unconscious because of blood loss.
"can I see him?"
"he's still unconscious and won't wake up for a few hours but, yeah you can see him."
Tony began to walk down the corridor when he felt a tug on the bottom of his jacket. He turned around to see a bewildered looking boy with tears in his eyes.
"Mr Stark?" The boys mother started "this is my son Ned."
"listen I'm really sorry ma'am but there's a kid in there who needs me now, I really have to go."
"Mr Stark, I saw Peter get attacked...I was....in the group. I just came to say I'm sorry." Ned said quietly.
"Is this a joke?" Tony looked at the mother.
"listen sir, my son has just transferred to Peters school and he-he's just got in with a bad group, i-im sure you know how that feels...don't you?."
Tony did know how that felt.
"would it be okay if I apologized to Peter myself?" Tony nodded to the boy and directed him to Peters room.
"hey kid." Tony said to Peter.
Peters eyes opened slightly.
"wait, tha-thats the kid, he was there."
Tony nodded.
"I came to apologize"said Ned with his head down.
"I'm Really sorry for what max did to you. I've just moved to your school and didn't have any other friends and I knew max and i-" Peter smiled.
"I'll be your friend."

* * *
3 months later, Peters leg had healed and had no more trouble with the bullies at school. Ned came home every Monday and Thursday from school to watch Star Wars and play with Lego. Everything was good.

"Mr Stark?." Peter called from the other room.
"You never did tell me what you were inventing." Peter asked him.
"You know Peter... I think some things are better left a secret."
Tony looked down at the red and blue material and a printed out design plan labelled "spiderman".