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Tony:

"Hey ki-" He cut me off after I kept denying that I wasn't on a building. Is he hallucinating? He must be. I sighed. I continued to update me repulsers as a sick feeling crept into me. "Hey Friday, where is the kid at right now?" I needed to fine out why he thinks I am on a building. "He appears to be with you, sir. He is on 4th street." What? I put my repulsers back together and put it on. I needed to find the kid.

When I arrived, no one was there. "Friday, where is he, now?" Panic began to creep in. While waiting for a response, I flew around the city searching for him. I stopped as the panic consumed me fully. "He appears to be on a plane..." She paused "No longer available." "How is he 'No longer available!'" I practically shouted even though the A.I. is a robot. "He is no longer on the gird." I felt my heart sink. I began to think of a plan. "Friday, keep me updated on him, no matter what!" I paused thinking of something else. "Search for signs of him before he boarded the plane. Fighting, blood, stuff like that." Hoping she got the gist, I flew to the tower calling everyone for a group meeting.

Peter:

My head was pounding as my eyes began to flutter open. I squinted to look around at my surroundings trying to piece together events. The sounds were so loud! They didn't help my migraine. It sounded like the wind? Am I flying? I looked at the floor. Seeing your legs chained to a chair isn't the most pleasant of sightings. I pulled at my arms realizing they were tied and chained to the arms of the chair. Which I have you know, wasn't very comfortable. I saw a green mist come out of nowhere. "Hello...Spider-man" The voice said. He sounded very familiar. I saw something reflect the light. It was so bright, it made me squint. He walked over planting down his foot with every step so, I could hear him approach. 

"H-hello?" I muttered afraid of what the voice would turn into. "Did you like my bot?" His bot? Oh! "No. In fact, I think I hated it." I said with scowl. "Too bad, Mr spider." I started struggling in my arms bands. Trying two make them release my hands. "Ah-ah-ah." As the voice clicked his tongue. He stepped to where I could see his face. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." "Yea? And why not?" I said trying to postpone anything else that would happen. My spidey-senses were going crazy. " I would very much like to see what this button does if I push it." He held up a remote. He very slowly swirled his index finger in circles as his finger descends onto the button. I tensed up as I was electrocuted. When he finally let go I was panting. I didn't even realize the collar that was around my throat. "Too bad there isn't much electricity on this plane. I could have a lot more fun with this." He sighed. I think I just remembered who he was. One of the substitutes for my English teacher. "Mr. Beck?" 

Author's Note

The next will be longer, trust me. I hope you like it anyways. There is still so much to come, I'm sorry. 

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