Spider's Truth\\ Starker/Stucky Fanfic

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  They all stared in confusion, there was a KID in front of them. The kid just stood there looking at the ground. Meanwhile, Steve turned to the others.

"Should we take him to S.H.E.I.L.D. ?" asked the American warrior. The others all nodded, none could comprehend words; their mouths shut not sound coming out. This got the kids attention.

  He just stared at the ground. Not wanting to look at one in the face. He was lost in thought until someone else spoke.

  " Hey kid, what's your name?" The boy looked up to see a red haired woman.

  "P-Pet-er Par-k-ker." Everyone stared in confusion, for the boy spoke in Russian. Meanwhile, the woman's eyes softened. It was difficult to understand what he said, but she was capable to decipher it.

  "Pleasure to meet you Peter Parker, I'm Natasha Romanof." Peter's eyes widened and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

  He was confused, yet he didn't allow it to show. They all started to walk outside of the facility, and there was a helicopter ready for them to get on.

—Once they get to S.H.I.E.L.D.—
Peter's POV:
When we got off the helicopter they took me to a type of.... cell? I'm not really sure what it is. It has a thing with a blanket on it, it seems soft when I sit on it? I'm confused. They left me in there for about ten minutes before taking me with them again.

" So you're Peter Parker?" asked one of the men. I just nodded in response. I already strained my throat just by talking to Miss Romanof, it didn't want to cause more damage. They stared, slightly confused, probably since I don't talk.

"How old are you?" asked a blonde man. I just thought for a second before I pulled out my small notebook. I wrote that I was 18 on the page, then showed it to them. They all looked at the page in surprise.

"This might be a little personal, but why don't you talk?" asked a man with a cup of.... some sort of brown substance in his hand. I quickly jotted down the answer on the page.

'In Hydra, I wasn't really allowed to talk. Since I hadn't really talked since I was 5, I lost my voice and I can barely make out words with my voice.'

Everyone looked at me with an odd look in their eyes. I'm not sure what it is, but it felt comforting.

Tony's POV:
I didn't think the kid would be this hurt, he even looks emotionless when he writes all of those things down. I took a sip of my coffee and decided to ask another question.

"So... how did you end up in Hydra?" I asked, then suddenly the boy fainted.......