Peter Parker and The Avengers

Hunted (Part 6)

Peter's POV

"Hey... nice hole... really goes with the decor of this place..." I said.

What?

I was nervous, ok.

"Yeah. Really does, doesn't it, Spidey." He spoke in a dangerously calm voice. I knew he was waiting to see what I'd do. One wrong move and he could whip out his weapons and I'd be dead.

"What happened to your suit? Looks like your only wearing your mask. No offence, but I think your old suit was better for a vigilante." He talked casually, as if I wasn't a wanted criminal.

I remained silent.

"Why you come here?" He asked, his tone more serious now.

A few miniutes passed.

He probably thought I was too shocked to say anything, but really, I was waiting for the next part of our plan to be put in action.

Any time now guys. Come on. Ned... Flash... Please...

That very moment, the screen behind him flickered. He didn't notice, but his AI did.

"Boss, something is trying to be displayed from an unknown source."

Mr Stark looked confused.

He turned to the screen. "Is it a threat?"

"No. It seems to want to broadcast on every single screen I have access to."

Mr Stark's eyebrows furrowed. "Give it permission to play."

The screen flickered to a dark room. The walls were a dank grey, and the cavernous ceiling could barely be seen.

The camera was in the corner of the room, and the dark floor was littered with rubbish, like old takeaway cartons and plastic bags. In the middle stood a man, all dressed in black. His face wasn't visible in the dank atmosphere of the room, but I could tell he was smirking.

A smirk that seemed all too familiar...

"Well, it seems you found me Spiderman."

At first I thought he knew about the camera, until I realised that Flash was dressed in my suit. He obviously thought that he was talking to the real Spiderman. Flash stood at the edge of the screen, the red and blue of the suit faint against the black of his surroundings.

Mr Stark seemed to have noticed him too. His head whipped back to me. Just think of the most confused face you've ever seen. That's what he looked like.

"I'm Spiderman. That's a fake. We're baiting out the fraud Spiderman." I hastily gushed out.

"Right." He replied, but I could tell he was more confused than ever.

"How dare you frame me!" Spiderman (Flash) yelled.

The man's laugh had a chilling effect.

"Oh, it wasn't too hard. All it took were two bank robberies and a couple of knocked out cops for them to believe you'd gone rogue. Revenge really is sweet."

That's when I realised who he was.

Revenge...

It was Liz's dad.

Last year, I'd sent him to jail and his family had turned on him. He must've broken out of prison and wanted to settle the score.

"You won't get away. You think that a teenager can stop me?" Toomes jeered. He whipped out a gun, shooting at Flash.

He barely managed, but I knew he couldn't win. An armed guy against a teenager in a flimsy suit with no powers. Yeah... not looking too good.

"Please,  you have to help me! That kids in danger. I came here to ask you for help! Please!" I begged.

Mr Stark grinned. "Let's go teach that moron a lesson, huh?"

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It only took a few seconds for Mr Stark to get a suit of armour to form around him. I didn't know how he did it so fast. He'd mentioned something about nanotechnology.

Moments later, Iron Man was flying through the streets, with me swinging behind him. I'd told him where the warehouse was, and it didn't take long for us to find it.

Toomes was standing in the middle of a large room, wielding a very dangerous looking gun.

I couldn't spot Flash, and suddenly, I felt my heart rate go up uncontrollably.

Then, a flash of red and blue peeked into view for a split second, behind a large pillar.

"Sorry kid. But you should've stayed out of this from the beginning. Maybe then I wouldn't have to do this."

I sprung into action, using my webs to stick his hand to the ground. Iron Man then swooped in and shot a beam of light near his feet, making him loose balance.

"Surprise." He said.

Toomes fired a bullet at his suit, but it bounced of, not doing any damage.

"Wh- Iron man! You actually got him to come Parker?" Flash asked.

"The one and only," Iron Man smirked.

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Alot happened in the few hours that followed. About a million news reports about me not being a criminal had aired, a fangirling Ned had almost fainted meeting Iron Man, and I had been introduced to the other Avengers.

They'd apologised, and I'd accepted it. They were only doing their job, and besides, they're the Avengers. How can you not love them?

Flash had returned the suit.

"Err... well, thanks Parker. I probably would have died if you hadn't come in and stuff." He told me.

"Yeah, it's cool. By the way, Spiderman told me to tell you that he wanted to thank you for everything." I replied.

Flash's face split into a grin. "Yeah. Tell him he can ask for help anytime, not that he'll really need it though."

"Wait, where was he when we were pulling of our plan?" He questioned.

"Oh! Right! Yeah! He was helping Ned. It's pretty hard to broadcast live footage to almost every screen within a hundred miles." I quickly lied.

"Yeah. Anyways, see you at school Parker." He said, before standing up to leave.

"Bye," I told him.

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Hey guys!

That's the end of this mini story.

In case you were wondering, for this mini story, Civil War did happen, but Spidey wasn't part of it. Homecoming also took place, but it didn't include Tony. (I'm not sure if that would even make the movies make sense, but I found it easier to write it like that.)

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