Spiderson & IronDad One-Shots

The Weapon War (Part 1)

Tony glared at the five men that circled him. His suit not activated. Peter against his back.

"Give up now, Tony. I'll be taking that equipment, with or without your permission," A tall man in black chuckled.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Does it honestly matter? Just a man looking for a few weapons to defeat other men. Isn't that what this world is for? Destruction?"

"I think you look at everything wrong, dude," Peter spat.

"Shut it, kid," the man scoffed.

The man came out of the shadows. A wide smile laced his lips. His hair was sleek black. His eyes a piercing blue.

"Now, would you like for my men to kick both of you to a pulp or will you just hand over the weapons," the man sighed, "your choice."

"Over my dead body," Peter spoke up. Tony nodded, knowing the boy could hold his own in this.

"So be it," the man snapped and the men collapsed in on the two. Peter took on three while Tony, without his suit, took on two.

Peter bashed two of the mans heads together, knocking them out. He flipped over the last and swept the mans feet from beneath him. The man with sleek black hair gasped at the sight.

"Superhuman," the man whispered under his breath.

"Ugh!" Tony grunted when he landed on a glass table. Peter gasped and knocked the last man out before helping Tony up and away from the glass.

"Alright, now what in the fuck is your name, Mr. Back In Black?"

"My name is Bishop," The mans smile came back, "the weapons, please."

"Why the hell do you think we would just hand them over?"

Bishop chuckled. Peters spidery sense went haywire, "Tony, something is wrong!"

Bishop whipped out a gun and took a shot at Tony. Peter managed to move Tony out of the way just in the knick of time.

Tony grunted as he and Peter stood back up. Bishop frowned. The man then began to transform into something else.

"FRIDAY! WHERE IS MY SUIT?!"

"On it's way, sir!" Not a second later the suit came in and closed around Tony. Peters IronSpider suit came in and closed around him also.

     "Oh, you're dead now," Tony growled. Peter shot a web at the men and tore the gun from his grasp. Tony charged at the man but was thrown to the side by a force unknown. Peter called out his name before he collided with a wall.

     "TONY!" Peter watched as the man was met with a wall. Tony held a thumbs up at Peter. Peter smiled in return before jumping out of the way of a ray that came from the newfound weapon Bishop held.

Bishop and the two fought for a good ten minutes before Bishop was able to catch Peter in the invisible pull that held him in mid air. Peter cried out when he was lifted off the ground with an invisible force. Tony called out for him. All of a sudden, Bishop threw Peter out the big window and Peter was sent flailing to the ground.

"KID!" Tony shot out the window and raced towards the kid that was falling. Peter tried shooting webs at many things but to no use. Tony was beginning to sweat and his heart beat alarmingly fast.

     "Tony," Peter reached for the mans grasp. Tony managed to grab the teen and stop in mid air with him. Peter gripped the metal suit tight and shook.

     "T-Tony. I-I think-think I peed a little," Peter nervously laughed.

     "Oh damn kid, I shit my pants. I don't know what you're talking about," Tony sighed. Peter smiled underneath his mask before peeling himself off a bit.

     "Let's go kick this guys ass," Tony growled. He shot up, Peter in his arms. The shot through and window and landed on the ground, no Bishop in sight.

     "He's gone," Peter gasped.

     "Which means we'll hunt his ass down. He has dangerous weapons. That's no good," Tony sighed. Peter agreed.

    

      TO BE CONTINUED . . .