Andromeda 【Tony Stark | Peter Parker】

Protecting You

Peter.

Peter remembered his excitement of going home that noon after finishing school. He remembered his promises to Ned if he was going to come and visit his bestfriend later at evening after he finished the homeworks. He remembered his promises to Aunt May to eat dinner at Italian Restaurant, currently May's favorite place to go. Then his other schedule to swing happily from building to building as the wind curls of July passing through his ventilated mask, saving Queens from bad guys.

Never Peter knew if his day would end up like this. The last thing he remembered was the pain roaming through the back of his head and his vision going black, after he walked out from the bus then began his step, passing a puddle into his old comfortable apartement. He did not remember screaming or asking for help as he was unconscious right in the crime scene where people did not take notice if the sixteen year old boy was being carried around by someone and was putting inside of a big white delivery truck. Everyone was too busy at that time, or fair enough, they just did not care of their surroundings.

Peter. Kid.

Peter heard that sound, a helpless cracking voice, calling his name endlessly. Strange, the voice sounded familiar. The boy tried to wake up, but something holding up his eyes to stay closed and ignored the sound. He felt like his body was flying, drifting away by every minute passed. Huh, funny, how long had he been passed out? How long had he been here? More importantly, who was that? What happened? Peter tried hard, from his subconscious, to jolt himself awake, at least to make sure where he was.

Kid, please...

The voice was begging, half crying, and totally broken. It was familiar, Peter knew who it was. But his body rejected him to open his eyes, his brain did not want to work together with him, and Peter felt himself getting away and away as if he was vanishing into thin air. Oh, Peter remembered how painful that was. The time when the Mad Titans snapped his fingers and turned half of the population into ashes, Peter was one of those people who experienced the unpleasure treatment. His spider senses alerted him off and was trying the best that his body could to fix the almost broken thing at that time, and it warned him of how painful it was going to be. So Peter begged, clung into Tony as he hoped Tony would make him felt better, because he always did.

Now he was experiencing the same kind of torture. He felt like his body going to fade away, but this time, he did not feel the pitched sound to remind him if he was going to die. Only a calm feeling to wash him out. Peter wanted to give himself up to the feeling, let his body being taken away. But he remembered Aunt May, he remembered her worried face, curled up on the couch and worrying about Peter. He could imagine May was crying in their apartement, wondering where Peter could be. He remembered his promises with Ned to help him built the LEGO star together. Oh how he was going to go nuts building it together with Ned for the second times. Then he would tell Tony on Saturday at the compound, or Doctor Banner, or Clint, or Natasha, or Steve, or Thor, or- Peter needed to open his eyes.

That's it, kid. Open your eyes, I'm here.

So he did. He squinted his eyes the time the bright light hitting his vision, making him a little blind. He looked around, only to find if he was some sort of in the middle of a room with a cold grey wall, bounded with a chains into a metal bed. He was shirtless and limp, with tubes placing all around his chest and a small monitor which illustrating his heart beat. Peter felt dizziness in his head, he tried to rub from where he had been hit but both his hands and legs were chained to the bed, unable to move. Peter panicked, what was happening? Who did this to him? He tried to move his body, to break free from the chain, but the it was too strong. Even for his spider ability. He started to get panic, moving his hands for the chains to loosen up a bit. But it was no use, he only got bruises to his wrist and soon blood started to come out.