Stark's Daughter and Parker

Chapter 27: The Chase

Warning (not really): Lots of POV changes

Peter's POV:

"There's another thing...Loki came to me as a trick, to tell me he has Y/N, and that he would kill her," Thor said.

No. No! NO! He can't kill Y/N! This can't be happening. No...no god please...no I can't lose her. I need her! I love her and I can't leave her alone! I never wanted anything bad to happen to her, and now she might die.

I love her. I really love her. And I never even told her that. She still doesn't know I'm Spiderman. She still doesn't know I'm the one she kissed. She still doesn't know that I'm in love with her and kissing her was the best thing that ever happened to me and it feels like everyone that I ever get close to dies.

Not this time.

When I blinked, I was out of my head and back into reality. Mr. Stark was gone, and Thor was staring at me.

"Are you alright?" he asked. I felt a tear roll down my face. I didn't even know I was crying.

"I'm going to find Y/N," I said, setting out towards the balcony.

"Wait! How will you find-"

"I will find Y/N, if it is the last thing I ever do," I said, practically yelling. I jumped off the balcony and shot a web towards Y/N's apartment. I had to find out who this Loki guy was, and where he was keeping Y/N.

Once I made it to Y/N's apartment, I opened her bedroom window. It was unlocked, of course. I assumed her father wasn't home, and that he was out looking for her, but then again I didn't care. I needed to find her in any way possible, including breaking into her apartment.

The apartment was bare. Almost nothing unique about it. I couldn't find any evidence of anyone really living there. No photos, clothes, food, dishes. That's...odd.

That's when I noticed it. The door, it was wide open. Her apartment door had been left open, but it had looked like it was...burnt. The sides of the door were charcoal black, like someone bombed it to get inside.

Y/N POV:

It had been almost an hour, but Loki wasn't back yet. The ropes around my wrists were so worn, they were about to come off. Then, I noticed it. My bracelet! It had a calling device in it that didn't need cell service, in case of en emergency like this.

I tried to reach my hands around to press the power button, which speed dialed my dad. But, I couldn't reach it! I tried and tried to push the button. I felt hopeless. The one thing that could save me was too far away.

Then, I came to an idea.

"God this is gonna hurt," I whispered, leaning the chair over onto my hands, my whole body weight coming down on them. There was an echoing crash, and then I heard the dialing tone.

"Ow!!" I screamed in pain, though I was thankful for the bracelet to be working. However, my thankfulness was short lived, when I heard the doors across the room open again.

"You are trying to escape now? Right when I'm about to kill you?" Loki said, coming over to me and setting my chair back upright.

"Y/N! Honey are you okay?!? Where are you?!" I heard my dad yelling from my bracelet. My face turned white.

"No. You've managed to contact your father?! No matter, I'll be finished with you by the time he can find your corpse," Loki said, taking off my bracelet and stepping on it.

"NO!! DAD HELP ME PLEASE!!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

Tony's POV:

I was flying around the city, looking for any sign of Loki with Friday tracking every person walking the streets. We couldn't find him.

"Incoming call from-"

"Friday I can't talk right now," I said very stressed, until my heart dropped when I saw the name of the caller.

Y/N Stark.

"FRIDAY NEVERMIND ANSWER IT!" I yelled, my heart rate accelerating.

"Y/N! Honey are you okay?!? Where are you?!" I yelled, trying desperately to hear anything from her.

"No. You've managed to contact your father?! No matter, I'll be finished with you by the time he can find your corpse," Loki said from the other side of the line, before it cut out. My blood was boiling.

"Friday, track the call now and head course there!" I demanded.

"Location found," she rang back.

"I'm coming Y/N hold on!" I said.

"Friday call Peter," I said. The dialing tone came up.

"Kid I found her! I'm sending the coordinates to your suit. Get there now!" I demanded, before hanging up and sending him the coordinates of the bracelet.

Peter's POV:

The coordinates were entered into my suit and I swung to them immediately. They were not too far away, thankfully.

"I'm coming Y/N! Please, hold on! I can save you, just hold on," I whispered.