You Against The World - A MARVEL FANFIC {{UNDER *EXTREME* EDITING}}

Chapter 28

"So, who's ready to kill this son of a bitch?"

Everyone nodded and went to go suit up while Pepper left to go check on Peter and Tony just called his suit. It was silent and you could hear what Tony was thinking.

'I'm gonna kill him so slowly. First, I'm gonna tear his fingernails off, then, I'm gonna pour salt water on the wounds, then-'

"Tony." You called out.

He looked over at you and you could see the madness in his eyes.

"You might wanna skip the whole, 'ripping off his fingernails'."

Tony's face softened and he dragged his hands down his face. "I'm sorry (Y/N). I just need to kill this son of a bitch."

"You know, there are worse things than death, right?"

Tony's eyes went dark again and you knew, you had fucked up.

Before you could listen to more of Tony's sadist thoughts, the rest of the team came in.

"Let's go." Natasha stated.

Time Skip!

When you all arrived at the school, it was 1:56. School got out in 10 minutes. But the Avengers weren't about to wait ten minutes. They wouldn't even wait one.

You threw the doors open and kids exited class to watch in awe as the world's mightiest heroes, walked through the doors.

You led the pack down the hall and into Skip's classroom. You kicked down the door and Natasha lept at Skip, wrapping her thighs around his neck and twisting. He fell and she held him in a chock hold, a knife centimeters away from his neck.

"W-What is the meaning of this?!" Skip called out.

Tony quickly shut him up by firing a repulser in between his legs, barely missing his crotch. "We talk, you listen." Tony commanded.

Skip shut his mouth.

"Now listen here you scumbag. If I hear that you even look in Peter's direction, I will pay you another visit. And I can tell you right now, it will not be a good visit. You got it?"

Skip nodded, trembling.

Tony nodded at Natasha and she let go, cutting his neck and little bit. Skip fell to his knees, gasping for air. The team walked out of the room, but not before each giving Skip looks that could kill.

Tony looked around the hall at the crowd of teenagers and adults staring at him. "If the man in there is not out of here by tomorrow, I will sue the school for hiring a child predator!" He yelled.

You watched as the team walked out the doors, thundering applause following them. You turned around and looked at the man kneeling in front of you. You shook your head. "Pathetic." You spat. You made your way to the door, but you felt a hand grab you. You spun around to find Skip gripping your arm.

"You little bitch! You just lost me my job, my house, my life!" Skip shouted, standing up slowly. "I'm going to make your life, a living hell!" By now, he was standing up, face inches away from yours.

He twisted your arm harshly at an awkward angle, making you wince when you heard a snap.

"I don't think you know this, but I have connections. I'll make sure that your life becomes a living hell-"

His threat was cut short when a metal fist came in contact with his face. You turned towards your savior, not suprised to see Bucky and Steve standing there, death written all over their face.

Steve held you behind him while Bucky kneeled down and grabbed Skip's collar. "If you ever come near them again, I will make sure you have a very slow and painful death. You hear me?"

Skip nodded and Bucky threw him back on the ground. He turned to look at you, concern replacing the anger in his eyes. "(Y/N), are you okay?"

You nodded and looked down at your broken arm. When you looked back up at the concerned duo, you reassured them you'd be fine. You grabbed your wrist and snapped your arm back into place. You then snapped and an ace bandage appeared in your hand. You wrapped your arm and wrist with the bandage and looked back to the two super soldiers who had horror written all over their face. "I'm not sure whether to be impressed or disgusted." Bucky stated.

"How about both?" You suggested, walking out of the room with Bucky and Steve right behind you.

When you walked into the hallway, everyone went silent. Every pair of eyes staring at you. You looked around and made eye contact with Flash. You walked up to him and gave him the meanest glare you could muster. "Mess with me or Peter again, and I can promise you that you'll end up worse than that man in there." You threatened.

Flash scoffed. "What are you gonna do? It's not like you could do anything. You little-"

"(Y/N)? Is this kid bothering you?" Steve asked, coming up behind you with Bucky right behind him.

Flash panicked for a second but then started laughing. "Are you really that desperate that you would pay people to pose as Captain America and the Winter Soldier?" Flash continued to laugh until you tapped on his shoulder. He looked back at you and paled.

Standing behind you was the rest of the team. Natasha, Wanda and Tony didn't look to happy. Flash, being the idiot he is, ignored the fact that you could read the murder written on the superheroes faces, and went straight to Tony. He held out his hand and started talking. "I'm Flash Thompson and I think I deserve an internship at Stark Industries. I have a 3.5 GPA and my parents are the one of the richest people in New York."

Tony rolled his eyes and pushed Flash's arm down. "Listen here, pipsqueak. I know exactly who you are and what you've done to Peter. If I hear that you ever pick on him or anyone again, I'm gonna make sure that you can never get into a good college or get a good job. Got it?"

Flash nodded and scampered away, leaving you and the team in the hallway. You turned and smiled at the team. "Thanks guys."

"No problem (Y/N). Now let's get out of here." Steve stated.

The rest of the nodded and you all walked out of the school, thundering applause following you.

When you got outside, you turned to the team with an evil expression and yelled, "Last two to the tower has to make dinner!"

Everyone looked at each other and began running or flying back to the tower.

You could've just teleported, but you wanted to play fair. So, you grabbed Natasha and flew up and above New York. Everyone ended up getting to the tower at the same time. You all laughed and joked as you walked into the common room. What awaited you made your blood ran cold.

Lying at your feet, unconscious and bloody, were (Y/B/N) and (Y/S/N).