How Can A Spider Help A God

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     A vague light was all he could see as Loki gradually opened his eyes. His face suddenly felt free, there was no irritation of substances stuck dry onto his skin and mounting on to his eyes almost gluing them shut. Not that he had cared for anyways, his mind was elsewhere.

     'How odd.'

     Loki then recollected he didn't know where he was or what precisely had occurred. Shutting his eyes again he thought back to his encounter with Thanos and then Soul Realm? He couldn't recall that precisely and it troubled him. Though he couldn't bring the memories to place he could remember the sentiments, he remembered the feeling of desperation and grief, he remembered searching-not quite sure what though- and then a person.

     That was it, that was all he remembered.

     While he liked to know more he remembered his situation and tried to think about what had arose after. Now that was evident. A short mortal in a metal suit had found him and then he blacked out. Now he hasn't got a clue where he is-

'IV BEEN KIDNAPPED'

     He wished to jump up but his throat prevented him from such a motion. Beginning again he grabbed onto the closest object and hoisted himself up to look around his surroundings. Same as before he couldn't turn his head so he stumbled in circles. This place was a filthy mess. Dust and dirt everywhere clearly no sense in style anywhere and tools and equipment where mindlessly thrown into corners in spilling bags. He had been passed out on the floor.

'How dare he place me in here its practically an insult.'

He thought staring at the so called hero seemingly asleep on the ground.

Seeing his chance he summoned a dagger in his hand and swiftly (not really) got down to his level and held it against his throat.

'Just one movement and it will be over'

Before he had the opportunity the mortal's eyes shot wide and pushed him back then getting up and holding him down with his foot.

He was stronger than a regular mortal. Not stronger then a God of course but Loki was vulnerable. The simple pressure of his leg held him down sufficiently.

It wasn't even half of his dilemma. The other half was Loki was now wheezing and suffocating on his own blood from the unexpected impact. Pain always seems to be around him these hours.

••Peters POV••

"OH FAK!"

Peter screamed immediately getting off of him and sitting him up. He grabbed the bloody used fabric that he used to clean him and held it against his mouth to catch the blood. He was 100% not sure if this was what he should be doing or what he should do.

"KARIN H-HOW CAN- HIW CAN I HELP HIM!"

"The best thing for you to do with your skill in this area would be to place ice around the neck as soon as possible to help slow the rate of internal bleeding"

"WHERE-WHERE CAN I-I GET ICE K-KARIN!"

"The nearest location of ice is in you schools ice box in the cafeteria."

"I-I CANT LEAVE HIM ALONE!!"

"I'll call Mister Stark and built in hospital room can handle him."

"NO- NO DONT CALL!"

Suddenly Loki shoved him away and began to recall his breathing. It was uneven and scratchy but at least air was passing through..along with the blood still pouring out of his mouth.