Spiderkid

Cold: Part 4

(Recap Time: Peter is sick, Scott, Hope, Steve, Bruce, Sam and Pete are the only ones left standing without their equipment in the compound without electricity. Peter just got thrown out a window and Doctor Octopus is having a great time beating up heroes...that about sums it up. Good reading, web-heads😉)

Falling out a window was not an experience Peter wound recommend. Though, technically he didn't do it by choice. It wasn't everything seemed to slow down crap like in movies. It was like any other time he had jumped off a building except for tone very important fact: he didn't had his web shooters. And there wasn't going to be an Iron Man to catch him this time. In fact he could hear Tony screaming his name right then. Peter had fully convinced himself he was going to die a meaningless death.

That is until the giant green war machine
burst through the wall.

The next thing Peter knew he was in the Hulk's hand, arms wrapped around the green guy's giant bicep in an attempt to stay on the rough ride. Cold air stung his face and froze the tears left over on his cheeks. He was suddenly glad for his decathlon sweat shirt as quiet white flakes kissed his exposed skin.

The Hulk came to a stop and set Peter down surprisingly gently in the cool, white fluff covering the yard. Peter promptly fell on his butt and his sweat pants were soon soaked. He shivered.

"Spider okay?" The Hulk asked gruffly, looming over Peter.

"Yes!" The teen answered, teeth chattering. "Thank you big guy!"

Whenever they went on a mission or the Hulk just helped him out in general, Peter always made sure to thank him. He was just as much a hero as any of them, but no one ever saw him like that. They only saw an uncontrollable monster. Hulk didn't trust many people, but Peter was one of the lucky few. So as the Hulk's friend he always tried to make him feel appreciated.

The green land mass grinned at him before turning and launching himself back into the compound where Doc Oc had been watching in disappointment. When he saw the Hulk turn back towards him, he knew it was time to make his escape. I'll get you next time Spiderman, he swore to himself. Fortunately, he didn't make it to the front door.

Tony stood, arms out, in the process of getting his armor on. It only took a few seconds, but he was royalty pissed. This insane squid had tried to kill his son. That was not going to pass on his watch. He may not have gotten the system running fast enough to save Pete, but the Hulk took care of that nicely, so now all that was left to do was take the trash out.

Iron Man launched himself at the Octopus without warning. Octavius tried in vain to block the armored hero, but Tony blasted his tentacles apart easily. He drove the doctor back into a wall, tying his last two arms in a knot and pointed his repulsed at the villain's face. Ready to take the shot. And he would have too, if not for...

"Tony," Steve's comes crackled to life finally and he changed to the Avenger's channel. "Peter's unconscious where Banner left him. If he's out there exposed for much longer he's probably going to get hypothermia."

"Shit," Tony swore, indecision weighing down on him. Let the man who did this to Peter get away or go get his son. In the end, it wasn't hard.

"Steve, Octavius is near the entrance to Bruce's lab. Don't let him get away!" With that, Iron Man blasted through a window and searched around the compound until he noticed a bright blue spot among the white. Peter was laying on his back, white confetti sprinkled in his hair and nose bright red. His eyes were closed and the kid wasn't moving.

Tony dropped beside him and picked him up bridal style, turning on his armor heating in an attempt to warm the boy up.

"Someone prepare the med bay!" Damnit Banner wasn't going to be there to do it. Ten bucks says the Hulk went to his 'special place' to calm down.