Kidnapped

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"Get that kid! Don't let him get away!" Someone yelled behind me as I ran through the city.

I dodged everything I could; people carrying things, kids running out of places, traffic stops, everything. I was trying to run to a well populated area, like a mall of some sort. But in order to get to the closest mall, I had to run for a long time or use the roofs. If I use the roofs, then they can easily track where I'm going. Where if I stayed at the ground, then I can loose them and confuse them. But I can also get worn out and slow down. I had to think about my options.

I raced through traffic, hoping to stop them, but they must've learned from last time because they ran after me. I continued to run to get to the mall, but every time I look behind me, they're always getting closer and closer to me. I cursed under my breath as I ran left and into an alleyway and up the emergency rail. I looked down and saw that they were following me. I run across the roof, gaining momentum before kicking off and landing on the roof across. I looked back to see only a few attempt to run across and make it. I continue running and got on another roof and another then running down the emergency rail.

I was now at the mall and I ran inside, quickly getting lost among everyone else. I went into a clothing store and grabbed a random jacket, putting mine in replace. I continued to run, joining random groups, acting interested in what they were saying when a guard passed, then fast walking to the other end of the mall. I soon reached it and noticed there were multiple guards waiting for me. I once again curse under my breath and turn the other way.

I use the escalators to get to the top of the mall and out on the roof. But when I came out, there were hundreds of guards waiting there for me. I tried to run back, but they caught me.

"Well, well, we'll. Mister Parker. What a pleasant surprise to find you here."

I look at the man's uniform and notice it's a different uniform than the CPS uniforms.

"You're not with CPS. Who are you?" I said, trying to tug away from the two guards who held me there.

"Well, we work for the CPS."

"Then why don't you have their uniforms?"

There was a small pause. "You really are a smart boy Peter. But not smart enough. Check him."

My eyes widened and I fought against the two men harder, but more and more guards held me down while some checked me. They tore off my bag, which basically held everything in there except my phone. My phone was inside my shoe.

Once they searched me, they pinned me down and put zip ties and two handcuffs. Once they tied me down, they opened up my bag and pulled out my Spider-Man suit.

"Mister Peter Parker is your friendly neighbor hood Spider-Man, huh? Not anymore." He ripped it in half.

"No!" I screamed, squirming around.

"Sorry Parker. Let's get him in the van."

They stood me up and dragged me down to a dark colored van with no windows except at the front. I struggled against them as they threw me in the back of the van. I kicked the door yelling at the top of my lungs.

"Let me out of here! You can't do this!"

The van started up and pulled off. Tears filled my eyes as i banged my head against the floor. Then I remembered my phone in my shoe. Tears fell down my cheek as I took my shoe off and grabbed my phone and unlocked it. An incoming call from Tony came in at that second. I answered the phone call and put it on speaker.

"Kid, why haven't you answered Happy or I? Why did you run away from us-"

"Mr Stark?" I choked.

"Kid what's wrong?"

"Mr Stark, I'm in the back of a van. I don't know where they're taking me or who they are. They said they were with CPS, but they have the wrong uniform."

"Im coming to get you, Kid. Just stay on the phone and I'll track you and get you."

"Okay."

"It's going to be okay. Just stay calm and I-"

"Mr Stark? Mr Stark?!" I looked at my phone and it died. My head fell back on the ground and i squinted my eyes, tears falling down my face.

There was no way Tony was going to find me now. I was in the back of a van going somewhere I have no idea where. No idea what's going to happen to me. No idea what these people want with me. No idea that after these guys are done with me, if I'm going to be alive after. If Tony Stark is going to find me and get me out of this situation. If he is even going to find me. Anything can happen. I don't even know what's going to happen in a few minutes. If these guys are really working with CPS or why they want me. Or if they're working with that guy who said they wanted my blood for whatever reason they want.

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