Y'know those Peter Parker and the Avengers oneshots? Yeah, basically that

9

Run.
Run.
Stumble.
Sprint.
Jump.
Trip.
Fall.
Floor.
Pain.
Blood.
Footsteps.
Shouting.
Pain.

Breathe.

Darkness.

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Peter awoke in a strange basement, arms and legs cuffed to the wall. Unthinkingly, he yanked his wrists forward to break the cuffs, only to be met with a shooting pain.

Confused, he pulled again, the pain only increasing. Why weren't the cuffs breaking? Peter's breathing quickened. Desperately, he pulled with all of his might, but the cuffs didn't budge.

"Don't bother," a hoarse voice stated.

Peter looked up to see a thin, dark skinned girl across the room, wrists and ankles incased in the same cuffs as him.

"I've already tried." She muttered, pointedly looking at her bloody, broken wrists with her bruised eyes.

"Who are you?" Peter hissed, worry and confusion radiating off of him. The girl merely attempted to shrug.

"I don't know anymore," she confessed, "one day I was going about my life when bam! Shit like this happens."

Peter's eyes darted around the room as she continued, "No doors, no windows, no food, a small bit of water and most importantly, no people."

"No people?" He questioned.

The girl, who he was going to name MJ, sighed.

"That's what I said dipshit, keep up."

"Sorry," Peter muttered.

"Don't worry," MJ laughed sarcastically, "soon enough I won't be here to talk to."

With those words, they were both silent.

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"What do you mean we have no leads?" Bucky roared angrily, slamming his metal fist onto the desk.

"I mean, we have no fucking leads!" Tony yelled back, stabbing his fork into the table, equally as frustrated.

"That is mahogany," Clint piped up, trying to loosen the mood. Two death glares fizzled out this idea.

"FRIDAY, what do you already know?" Bucky muttered, fuming.

"Peter Parker was last seen three days ago near Delmar's Shop. He did not buy anything, instead sprinting into a nearby alleyway. Security cameras caught these moments. Only one witness has stepped forward, however they were too-"

"Hold on," Tony cut her off, "security cameras?"

"Yes Sir," FRIDAY answered, "one on top of the shop and another on a nearby lamppost."

"Hack into those cameras FRI." Tony commanded as he began typing rapidly on his holographic screen.

Bucky merely watched on with bated breath, knowing that this could tell them everything they need to know.

A couple minutes had passed, before FRIDAY announced, "Done Sir," and began playing a clip.

~In the clip~
Peter ran around Delmar's, looking around frantically. He stumbled on an old Coca Cola Can, before sprinting towards an old alleyway. He jumped over a stray dog, tripping himself up when he landed. Peter's head smacked against the floor, and he didn't get up. Two men sprinted up to him, both wearing dark uniforms with massive guns. They pulled him into the alleyway, only then making the large gash on the side of Peter's head visible. They then disappeared.
~Out of clip~

Tony's eyebrows furrowed.

"FRIDAY, replay video."

When the two men first arrived onscreen, Tony yelled, "Stop! Zoom in onto their uniform."

As this happened, one tiny detail became noticeable. A blue badge with the letters 'PIER' on them.

"What does PIER mean?" Clint questioned, not wanting to be forgotten.

Tony's eyes were full of hatred, as he spat out, "Suit up."

"Where are we heading?"

"The Raft."

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A couple days had passed, and Peter had not attempted to say a word to MJ. She just hung there limply as always. If Peter had, he might've noticed that she wouldn't have been able to reply.

He sighed as he stared at the floor, wondering if this is how he is going to die.

However, his advanced hearing picked up a far way sound. The sound of an engine? The sound of footsteps? MJ was wrong, there are people!

Peter tried to yell out, "Help!", but it wasn't very loud. Fortunately for him, the footsteps stopped, then began to draw nearer.

"MJ, we're going to be saved!" Peter croaked joyously. MJ didn't reply. Before Peter could talk again, a loud bang rattled the metal box.

Desperately, he shouted, "In here!"

Within a few seconds, a hole had fizzled through the wall, revealing... Tony!

Peter let out a sob of relief. Tony heard this and quickly flew over to his son, rapidly pouring a light green solution over the cuffs. They fizzled away much like the door.

Peter dropped, only to be caught by Tony.

"Don't forget MJ," he muttered.

Tony's head shot over to the other side, only to see the limp, bloodied corpse of a once beautiful girl. With regret in his eyes, he flew back out to Bucky and Clint.

"Let's go," he whispered.

~Time Skippppppp~

Two days had passed, and Peter's advanced healing was finally working thanks to getting the right amount of nutrients.

However, this was also the day when the inevitable question was asked.

"Where's MJ?"

Tony simply shook his head.

Peter broke down, causing Tony's heart to break. He quickly gave him a hug whilst rubbing his back.

And that was all he could do.

Be there for Peter.

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A/N - I'm so sorry for the abrupt and crappy ending. Also, unedited again. Sorryyyyyyyy.

Anyway, two chapters in two days?! Motivation must've slapped me in the face because I am full of ideas!

Bai🎩