Elemental // Peter Parker x Reader HIATUS

Chapter Fourteen

"Why hello little sister"

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Slowly as my eyes open I see the dark room around me. As I attempt to move I feel cold metal tightly fastened around my ankles and wrists. "Shit," I hiss softly. I attempt to light my hands but nothing. "The hell?"

"We made them for our prisoners," a harsh voice says in the darkness, "that way they can't use any magic against us. It's proven effective."

"Who the hell are you?" I ask harshly. Attempting to seem threatening even though I had nothing against them. The man stumbles out of the shadows. His hair a dark brown that moved in wild curls contrasting against his s/c skin. His eyes a shinning e/c.

"I'm your brother, sister dearest," he says as he folds his arms over his chest, "I'm the reason you were sent away."

"What the hell do you mean?" I ask him, "how could you be my brother?"

"Well sister," He says, "years before you were born I was born to our whore of a mother in her rightful marriage. Then she met your father, the man who claims he can't be outsmarted, and had you. The bastard child."

"Excuse me?" I ask harshly yanking my chained arms as if to threaten him. "I'm no bastard."

"Well you are," He says smirking, "you are the exact product of our whore mother not being able to keep her legs shut." He chuckles wildly, "then again. As I hear it the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

"You son of a-" before the words leave my mouth completely he kicks my gut with full force. A whimper of pain leaves my lips.

"Bitch?" He finishes for me while my breathing gets harsh, "You're right... The woman killed herself rather than giving me back what was rightfully mine." I take shallow breaths and look up.

"What?" I ask him. He smirks wildly. Bending down to face me.

"Oh you'll see little sister," He chuckles, "for now. You can sit here while we prepare everything."

"Let me go!" I demand and he chuckles again as he stands up straight. Crossing his hands over his chest.

"How about I just let you rot here," he scoffs stepping away from me. Turning his back as he marches off.

"Let me go! You disgusting asshole!" I scream yanking on the chains again and again as if it would free me. After a little bit another man reappears seizing my wrist. As I thrash and move I feel a pinch and then my eyes get heavy. As I look down at my wrist I see a syringe sticking out from my arm as the man smirks wildly.

"Poor poor child. This would all be easier if you just died," He chuckles as I start kicking my feet again. Doing anything to have a fighting chance against these men. But my eyes get heavier and my limbs feel like they weigh a thousand pounds. Soon the resistance stops and I slip into the darkness.

~Dream~

I'm in the empty streets of New York. All around me building are smashed and torn apart. This was back when Loki invaded New York. I look up to see the hole in the sky.

"That thing almost killed your father," I hear. I look around anxiously. Until my eyes settle on a blonde man. "Steve!" I run towards him wrapping my arms around the man. His hand moves to my back patting it slightly. "How are you here? Where are we?"

"New York," He says pulling away, "if I remember correctly this was the first time you felt as if people cared about you."

"Well to be fair. My dad was a mess," I say chuckling. I look up to the man and smirk, "but you know that."