Oops, Wrong Number-- Irondad/Spiderson fanfiction

Chapter two~~Yeah so, I was stabbed.

Peter stumbled down the dark alley way, to a concealed spot, and slid his back down the wall. He pulled his phone out, If anyone can help me, it's Ned. Ned had done a first-aid course recently, so was probably the best bet. Now you may be wondering, PETER JUST GO TO THE HOSPITAL! Well, he would, he but there were two reasons. 

1) They might remove his mask and find out his identity, and 2) he couldn't afford it.  So he texted Ned's new number.

Peter 

Hey Ned, umm... it happened again. I'm sorry, i know i need to be more careful, but this one is really deep and I need your help. 

And preferably fast, I'm close to passing out. 

??? 

This isn't Ned. 

Peter

Ned, I'm serious, it's bleeding really badly. 

???

And I'm serious, this isn't Ned

Peter

Oh shoot, I'm sorry, i must have got the number wrong

???

It's okay kid. Wait WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING AND CLOSE TO PASSING OUT?!?

Peter

Yeah so, I was stabbed...

???

What? Get to a hospital!!!!!

Peter

No.

???

Why tf not?

Peter

1) I cant afford it, and 2) I'm too weak to u know, get there?

The unknown number didn't respond, so Peter took the time to assess his surroundings. It wasn't ideal. He was in a dark, dirty, foul smelling alleyway with no-one around to help him. It wasn't long until he realised that he was in Hell's Kitchen. He was 10 freaking miles from anyone he knew, and was bleeding out. The smell wasn't helping his mood either. He needed to find some help and quickly.  

By the time the Unknown Number had responded, Peter's vision was spotting and his  head was spinning; it was taking him all his willpower to keep himself awake. 

???

You still there buddy?

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Peter managed to hold his phone up straight, though his texting was sloppy and disorganised because he was so weak. 

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Peter

yeh, tho its realy hard ti stay awake. 

???

do you know where you are?

Peter

yeah, lucky me, I'm in a dark alley way in Hell's Kitchen... *thumbs up*

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Peter was becoming delirious from blood loss, and was almost in a drunken state.

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???

What the holy hell are you doing in Hell's Kitchen kid???

Peter

.....a school project??...

???

How did you get stabbed?

Peter

I don't think that that's the most pressing issue at the moment, Mr Unknown Number. I am currently bleeding out in an alley way, with no one around to STOP ME FROM DYING. So, if you don't mind, either stop the interrogation and help me not die, or leave me alone. 

???

.....

You've got a point, I'm sorry.

Clint's POV

We were in a S.H.E.I.L.D meeting when suddenly I received a text. The meeting was boring anyway so I opened the message. Oh, it was just a wrong number text, probably a prank. But, I was bored so I replied. The more this kid messaged me, the more worried I got, and the more sure I knew that this was not a prank. This kid was dying in a street. 

"Mr Barton, am I boring you?" I heard the booming voice of Fury ask me. Christ can I get a break. Agitated and extremely concerned for the well-being of the child, I responded,

"In all honesty, Pirate, yes you are. 'Spiderman is bad, We must catch him and contain him, Spiderman this, Spiderman that, Spider-no-one-cares-catch-him-your-self. " Fury stared at me in shock. No-one spoke out to him that way. Except maybe Stark. I carried on, anxiety for the kid creeping into my voice as I did. 

"So, If you don't mind, I'm going to go save a life, instead of planning to take one.  Au revoir mother-fuckers." I turned to leave, but then realised I didn't actually know specifically where he was, so I added, "Stark, I need you too." And then promptly left the room.