I'm smiling next to you - A Marvel Fic

1 - We'll protect you in the night

A/N; Chapter title from Silent Lucidity by Queensrÿche.

2017

Peter awoke with a start. Distant sounds reached his sensitive ears, and they grew in volume as they slowly moved closer.

He rose out of his bed (just a dirty mattress on the ground really, bed is a fancy word), groaning when he felt the skin around his injuries stretch. It was a pain he was used to by now, but it didn't make it any less painful. His feet hit the ground.

Someone banged on his cell door. A moment later it swung open, slamming against the wall. Another soldier walked in, a gun in his hands. He walked to Peter and thrust the gun in his hands, before leaning down and whispering in the boy's ear "Don't you dare try to do anything, bambino. You know what'll happen if you try to do anything that displeases us."

Peter nodded, shivers dancing down his spine. He watched as the man walked away again, sitting frozen for a moment. He knew exactly what kind of punishments awaited him, thanks to past attempts. The knowledge didn't make in any less worse.

The teen shook his head. No use with him being frozen when the intruders came here. He needed to be ready, to fight the enemy. Even though he'd rather die in battle than stay here for another second, he also knew Hydra would probably find one way or another to get him back to life or torture him even in the afterlife if he didn't listen.

A bang that shook the ground and walls around him snapped him back to reality. He shot up from his sitting position on the bed and readied his gun. He'd rather use his webs, but they'd be a last resort if he would somehow lose his gun, or in case of emergency.

His feet took him out into the hallway. Only now did he notice that there were painfully loud alarms blaring around him. The red light was flashing in and out of his sight. He heard the soldiers running to his left, and the intruders coming closer and closer to his right.

As he stood there, listening, a man in a blue suit came running around the corner. The guy had a ridiculous mask on his face, and Peter would've burst into laughter if it wasn't for the man having a familiar feel around him. And the shield that was being thrown at him.

With laughter bubbling in his chest, he jumped up and planted his feet on the ceiling. Raising his gun, he aimed it at the man. A giggle escaped his lips at the look on the man's face. He looked at Peter like the teen was mad, but it might just be for the fact that he was standing on the ceiling.

His finger tightened on the trigger, zeroing in on the man's chest. One quick shot was all it'd take, and he would be on his way again.

But before he could shoot, another man came rushing around the corner. Or at least, Peter thought it was a man. As it turned out, it was a woman, he saw, as she lashed out with a knife in her hand to slash him.

He ducked closer to the ceiling and aimed his gun again, this time pulling the trigger immediately. He didn't waste time to look if it found it's target as he turned back to the man to shoot for the second time. The woman fell down behind him with a thud.

He wasn't as lucky with the man, though. The spangled man had retrieved his shield and raised the obnoxious thing to deflect the bullet coming at him. After doing so, he swivelled around with his body before throwing the shield again.

This time Peter was prepared. He waited until the disc was right in front of him, before snatching it right out of the air. A smirk appeared on his face as he threw it back to the man, jumping after it.

The man was saying something into his wrist, but didn't get to finish his sentence as he got knocked down by the shield. Before he could get up, Peter was there to knock his boot right into his face. His head dropped down onto the ground with a thud.