Irondad and Spiderson One Shots

The Newest Avenger

Warnings: nothing really idk
Words:1822

"Steve, bring him up to the roof, I'll come behind him and handcuff him." Natasha said into the intercom.

"Yeah, what if spiderman doesn't want to cooperate?" Steve chuckled to himself, speeding down the highway on his motorcycle.

"I think you're find Steve." Tony replied."

"Just get spiderman to me, quickly." Natasha groaned as she waited on the roof.

After Steve finally got eyes on spiderman, he pulled over his motorcycle and got ready for a fight.

"Hey! Spiderman! You need to come with us now!" He shouted.

"You seriously think he'll listen?" Clint laughed from the quintet, silently flying above.

"What the hell do you want?" Spiderman, or Peter Parker replied, swinging down from the building he was on.

"You need to come with us, the avengers." Steve said back, sternly.

"No, I'm good." Peter chuckled, but before he could leave, Steve attached handcuffs to his wrists.

"You son of a bitch." Peter replied. He ran away, hitting the handcuffs on a pole, breaking them. He swung away, still with part of the cuffs on.

"Steve? What the hell! He just broke a pair of handcuffs!" Tony complained.

"You have money. Plus there's a tracker on him. Clint?"

"Whatcha need?" Clint asked.

"Spider-Man's being tracked, you should have his location. Once he stops somewhere, go there, silently. Knock him out, we don't want him hurt or dead." Steve got back on his motorcycle and drove off.

After watching spideys location for a bit, he finally stopped on a building. Clint quietly flew over head it and landed onto the roof.

"I know you're there. I'm not that stupid." Peter panted as Clint came out from behind the wall. His bow was up and ready.

"We just need you to come with us. We don't want to hurt you, or test you. We just want to know you, maybe get on the same page as you." Clint said in a calm voice, although keeping the bow up and aimed.

"Hurry up, stop the chit-chat." Steve said impatiently.

"I'm not gonna do that. Leave me alone. I'm not apart of some team. I don't want to be apart of one either. I stop the small guys, you stop the big guys." Peter said, keeping his eyes on Clint.

"That's perfectly fine. We just want to be able to contact you, as a last resort for help. Or someone who we can at least trust. We've seen what you're capable of, and we don't want to be your enemies."

"Pfft, you guys aren't scared of me. You guys all have some great powers, don't act like you are scared of me." Right after he finished that sentence, his spidey sense went off and told him to duck. He did, missing a punch from Natasha. They continued a fight. There was no one dominating it. After a few minutes of Clint watching endless fighting, he shot a tranquilizer at Peters neck, causing him to collapse.

"What did you do?" Natasha panted, annoyed at Clint.

"No one was gonna win. Don't worry, it's just a tranquilizer. He'll be up soon." After that, the quinjet landed on the roof as Natasha and Clint loaded a handcuffed spiderman onto it.

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Once back at the facility, Peter was first removed of his suit. Everyone was surprised to see how young he was. There was scars all over his face, arms, back and legs. They put sweats covered in SHIELD's logo. He was then thrown into a jail cell. It had all glass, strong glass though, walls. There was a small bed with a tin blanket laid across it. Peters handcuffs were still on, in fear of what he could do.