Spideyboy OneShots

Under Control

Requested by imdepresso

Peter's vision blurred as his head smacked against a brick wall. And looking down he could see where the beasts claws had torn the suit, cutting into his skin as it swatted him away. But he knew he needed to get back up. This one bear-lizard-thing had decided to stray from the group, which meant Peter had to take care of it while the team was distracted with the rest of them.

Groaning quietly, Peter used the wall as support as he stood, waiting for the world to stop spinning so much. He realized a second too late that maybe he shouldn't have stayed in one spot for so long, because even with his Spidey sense, he couldn't get out of the way before he was sent into the wall again. This time smashing through it and into the bottom floor of some random building.

"Ok this is really becoming tiresome man, how about we stop throwing me into walls? Because it like really hurts," Peter said through clenched teeth as he yet again stood himself up. Ignoring the way he could taste blood in his mouth, and how is arm was becoming slightly numb from the shoulder down.

"Peter I advise getting help, you have sustained injuries that could comprise you." Karen's voice flooded too loudly through his mask.

"No I'm good Karen. I got this under control."

Peter changed his webs to reinforced webs, they could hold back back the force of 4 Hulk's easily so they could definitely hold back a bear-lizard-thing. The only problem was he had a limited supply, meaning he had to get the beast wrapped up correctly the first time or he'd be out.

Flinging himself at the monster he shot a web at one of it's legs, then continued to wrap it all the way around the thing. Then once he'd wrapped his webs around it up the it's chest he webbed the mouth closed so that it couldn't bite anyone or anything. Finally he jumped off of the monsters shoulder just as it was beginning to fall over, sending it crashing into the ground and unable to do any more damage.

"Kid we could really use your help out here ya know," Tony's slightly out of breath voice spoke through the comms, "This would be over a lot quicker if you helped us."

Peter's face flushed under the mask, realizing he'd been away from the teen for longer than he meant to, "On it Mr. Stark, sorry about that."

Peter's whole body ached as he made his way back to the team. His head spun, and it was hard to get breathes in with the protesting of his ribs. Not to mention his leg burned every time he tried to move it and his arms was still oddly numb.

Peter got to the team just as Thor zapped the remaining few beasts, effectively knocking them all out. And when Tony saw Peter swing to the group he seemed pretty unimpressed, he still thought Karen had to inform him whenever Peter got injured even though Peter had disabled that a while ago. So he in effect thought Peter had essentially just ditched them.

"Where were you kid? I brought you along so that you would help us, not just hang out and watch." Tony's eyes were focused on Peter's eyes. Not seeming to notice the blood covering Peter's suit, or the way he was awkwardly holding himself.

"Peter you are in need of immediate Care, you have sustained many serious injuries." Yet again Karen chimed in, and Peter was thankful Tony couldn't hear her, "Should I inform Mr. Stark of your injuries?"

"No Karen, I'm fine. And I'm really sorry Mr. Stark, one of the things strayed from the group and I was trying to stop it and I was away for longer than I me-" Peters words were cut off by the world seeming to spin on it's axis, leaving him crumpling into the ground.

"Pete?!" Everyone turned to look at the boy at Tony's exclamation. Seeing him roll onto his back with a groan, shutting his eyes tightly while shaking his head.

"I'm fine Mr. Stark. Just a little- a little dizzy is all," Peter said, still not moving to get off the ground.

"He's bleeding Tony," Steve said, pointing to the rips in Peter suit where blood was continuing to soak through.

Tony was by Peter's side in seconds, "Peter I need you to tell me what happened."

"Hurts," Peter's words were beginning to slur together, "C'n you take my mask off? Karen won' shut up."

Tony reached down and pulled off Peter's mask, eyes widening at how pale the kid was.

"Ok ok we need to go. Cap can you carry him?" Tony's voice was firm but everyone could hear the worry. Especially when he noticed the piece of metal sticking out of Peter's leg.

Steve picked up Peter, being as careful as he could while Peter groaned at the movement.

"I think I'mma pass out Mis'er Roggers," Peter lazily looked up at Steve as he spoke.

"You gotta stay awake kid," Steve flicked his eyes down to Peter and saw as the kids eyes rolled back, head falling against his chest. "Stark make sure Bruce has the med Bay set up. How fast can we get to the tower?"

"20 minutes tops."

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Peter groaned as he opened his eyes just for them to be assaulted by the bright lights. Not to mention his body felt like it had been run over by multiple trucks. The second time he opens his eyes he looks around, noticing Tony sitting next to his bed watching him.

"How you feeling Pete?" Tony said as he looked over Peter's face.

"Not the best Mr. Stark,"

"You scared us kid, the whole team was worried," Tony's face was hard, but his voice and eyes gave away just how worried he had been.

"Sorry Mr. Stark,"

"No, we're sorry Peter," Peter looked to where the new voice had come from, seeing the rest of the team walk through the door as Steve continued talking, "We should've know something was wrong when you disappeared. We promise to do better."

"Aw look at Steve being all worried," Tony smirked over at Steve, doing what he does best. Pushing Captain Americas buttons and making Peter laugh.
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A/N: I hope this is what the person who requested it wanted. And I wasn't even planning on writing today but I was sad and lonely and writing is my coping mechanism so here we are.

~Kie