Fallen Spider [Irondad Spiderson]

Chapter Three-Wish I Were Strong

Walking to school Peter was already dreading the rest of the day. He knew flash was going torment him more like every other day.

Something's not right with that kid lately. I think he was lying about his night terror.
Stark was worried about his young apprentice. He couldn't quite place what was off but he knew he would find out eventually. He could just hack the kid's phone after all.

As he entered the school he heard someone yell his "name".
"Hey, Penis Parker!"
"What do you want Flash?"
"Oh come on you know what I want" he chuckled. "Meet me in our spot after school".
Peter just sighed and walked to class, knowing he would regret that later.

"Hey, Nat?"
"What's up Tony?"
"I gotta go run to pick Pete up in a few, can you grab that lamp he doesn't use while I get ready? Banner keeps complaining he needs another lamp in the lab"

Walking down the hallway, Natasha was thinking. Tony seems concerned about something.
When she reached Peter's room right away she noticed the smell of blood in the air. He probably got injured on patrol last night.

As Natasha reached the lamp she turned it on as too make sure the bulb still works. With the light switched on she noticed a shadow on the lampshade. Pulling down the pencil pouch she thought about opening, then decided not to. Let the spiderling keep his secrets. He's a good enough kid.

"HEY PENIS, you think you can just walk away from me?"
"Um no?" The bell had just rung and Peter was trying to get away before Flash noticed him but failed.

The fast youth slammed Peter against a row of lockers then held him by the collar of his shirt.
"You ugly bitch, you ever gonna quit with your fake internship?" He asked aggressively.
"I-no, no it's not fake!"
"So you're gonna fuckin yell at me now? You're just asking for it I guess." Eugene remarked.
As Flash slammed Peter two more times, Peter realized this was gonna be worse than most time and it was his fault for yelling at him. The bully continued to beat Peter until he was on the ground crying.

"Please?"
"Fine dammit!" Tony yelled at Thor, his demigod friend. Thor decided to visit the Avengers to see the newer hero Tony and Bruce had been talking about. Thor kept asking Tony if he could join him on the car ride until he finally cracked and agreed. You're like a damn dog mixed with a toddler. Gahhh!

The helpless boy lay on the ground still getting insults and hands thrown at him. He felt like his conscience was slipping away and he began to see black spots.
"Hey, Peter! Where are you-" Tony stopped his sentence short seeing what the angry male had done to peter.
"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF PETE!" The Avenger yelled. He was more than angry, he was infuriated.
Eugene stopped kicking Peter but stayed put.
"You touch that kid again your ass is grass."
The youth rolled his eyes "am I supposed to be scared of you?"
"You damn well better be" Tony stated, fury flowing through his voice.
"I agree with Stark!" Thor exclaimed excitedly as he stepped into place next to the other avenger. He was tall. Taller than the other three. Much taller. They're gonna gang up on me, they do I'm screwed.

Thor reached his hand out and Flash instantly knew what that meant.
"Don't hurt hi-him" Peter said with his last bit of consciousness slipping away.
"Woah Woah Woah, no need for getting the hammer out," Eugene said backing away to the end of the hallway. "I'm just gonna leave now".
"Pussy" Thor laughed as flash ran away.
"You really are a child," Tony said in response to the demigod.

Looking down, Tony felt responsible for what had happened to the teen.

*Stark's POV*

Oh, kid... how could I let this happen. He's such a sweet boy this must have been what was wrong with him these last few weeks. "Hey, hey kid look at me" Pete looked up at me and he looked embarrassed. "We're gonna get you to the med bay. You're gonna stay home from school tomorrow, got it? I know how you are. I'll call your aunt to tell her what happened". I slipped my arms underneath him and picked him up. He winced a little then his head wobbled.
"And he's out" the boy was hit hard if he was knocked unconscious. Thor laughed at how I was carrying him like a baby and tossed him over his shoulder like a potato sack. "Better not hurt him asshole" I scold watching a bit of blood dribble down his chin as I examined his tear-stained face.

*Parker's POV*

I can barely see a few feet in front of me but I can hear Mr. Stark. God, I'm so weak, I shouldn't have to rely on others to save me. I see him in front of me and he makes me look at him.
"We're gonna get you to the med bay. You're gonna stay home from school tomorrow, got it? I know how you are. I'll call your aunt to tell her what happened" he told me. When he picked me up it hurt like a bitch but I tried not to let him see. He'll think I'm weak. He'll hate me more. "I'm sorry Mr. Stark" I whisper to him, my voice barely audible. "It's not your fault kid, it's Thompson's." He told me. I knew he was wrong. It's all me. People hate me because I'm weak, ugly, stupid, and a loser.
I tried to keep my eyes open for as long as possible, but eventually conscience left me. Stupid fuck up.

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Hope you like this chapter! It's a little longer than the rest but not by much. I'm sorry I know they are short. I'm trying to work on making longer chapters and doing more than 3rd person pov.

See ya