Shadows of the past

The Darkness Before the Storm

It was supposed to be a normal day.

The kind where (Y/N) ran through the halls of Stark Tower, giggling as she and Peter Parker played tag with Tony's latest robotic creations. The kind where Tony would have grumbled under his breath, pretending not to care, but secretly loving every second of it. The kind of day where laughter echoed through the air, and no one could imagine that life would be anything but perfect.

But that day-that night-everything changed.

Hydra and the Red Room had no time for subtlety. They came in with precision, silent and deadly. The tower's security system was hacked in seconds. A gas released from an unknown source flooded the halls, rendering anyone nearby unconscious. Tony had been out of town-on a mission, as usual-but he wasn't there to protect them.

(Y/N) didn't remember much about the fight. All she could recall was being yanked away from Peter's side, her little hands struggling in the grasp of a stranger as a sharp sting burned in her neck. Then, everything faded.

Peter's face was the last thing she saw before everything went black.

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