M-Mr. Stark? Help m-me!

8. "We'll go..."

Tony:

The phone hang up. The tears just fell. The team just came rushing in waiting for the status on that little spider-kid. I could only just stare at where the video was just displayed. The blood slowly oozing down and around the spikes. The spark his eyes had when he saw me on the phone only to be taken away as he said, "I'm sorry."

Natasha was the first one to walk in. She slowed her pace when she saw my glassy eyes and tear coated cheeks. "Hey...did we find him." That made something click in my head. I scooted my chair over to another computer. My fingers tapping away on the keys were the only sound in the confused atmosphere. 

"F.R.I.D.A.Y?" "Yes, sir." She asked. "Replay the video call." I didn't want to re-watch the video but it's all the information I have so far. I tried not to focus on Peter and his voice. I looked all around the camera screen. Hardly being able to see the edges of the screen as Peter said, "I'm sorry" The tears just clouded my vision. Out of the corner of my eye I saw one drop out of Nat's eye too. Steve just stood there afraid to look away. Afraid to look at the video. He stood shaking. A super-soldier shaking. 

I was trying to get the location of the video but nothing worked. Wait  a second. "F.R.I.D.A.Y.  pause it." The photo was very blurry but right there was the outline of the H.Y.D.R.A symbol. My fist hit the table sending some pens and pencils flying. I slowly released my fist as the reality hit me. My trembling voice broke out, "Their torturing my kid." There was silence before Steve and Natasha started leaving. "We'll go get everyone and prepare for a searching party." Nat said with a small voice. I brought my head into my hands. "Please, please, please be okay." I was trying to fool my brain. But I already knew what  they were trying to do. They did the same thing to Bucky. They're going to make him their weapon.

Peter:

The video call ended. The tears finally fell. It hurt so bad. I don't even know what they want with me. I just want to go back to my family. I've been here for at least a week or two. I don't even remember. That sly smile of that evil Mysterio is engraved into my brain. I'm most likely going insane. Especially with my spider-man remarks. Let's just say those give me more of a beating.

A couple of minutes ago he used his green smoke to create a knife. I asked him if he farted. Heh. He took a piece of my arm for that one. Beck also said that I would be getting some new methods here soon.

I heard the door squeak open. 

Guess it's time to find out. 

"Get up." He yelled at me. "But, I'm tired" I whined. "I'm not in the mood for your games Peter." "I always have to play yours though, it's not fair. I'm telling mommy!" I scooted to the nearest corner and brought my kneed up to my chest like a little child. "Okay. I'm done!" He brought out his remote. I just remembered I had a collar on my throat. "Wait! N-no I'm sorry. I'll get up-" I screamed as the electric rushed through my body. He pulled me up by my hair stopping the energy. "Time for your new treatments." I sighed as we walked to another room. Passing the same emblem, that one with the skull and tentacles,  every few feet. Or miles. I don't really know I haven't counted. I've just been memorizing the paths that he takes me. I got snapped out of my head when he opens a new door. 

I was shoved me into a room with a pool and other devices. 

Authors note:

Sorry I haven't written in a while I've been really sick. I know it's really rushed. I was also trying to remember about the sokovia records and H.Y.D.R.A. I don't have all the movies soooo I can't re-watch them which really sucks. I've been reading so many articles trying to jog my memories. My brain hurts. It may take a while for the next one too. I have a lot of homework. Curse you advanced classes. 

Also sorry this story is rubbish I really need to read a dictionary or thesaurus for more descriptive words. 

Please give me feedback on how I'm doing too!