Chapter 14
THIS IS NOT PART OF THE STORY. I just wrote this and it didn’t make sense in the actual story but if u want to read it go right on man. This part is before he realised that the avengers were the bad dudes all along. Again thank you for everything and have a great new year :))))
When he finished giggling after the girls left, Peter finally took in the new information. The Avengers knew his name now, well surname, and were watching him through the wall to his left. Peter frowned beneath his mask. This was a very strange way of rescuing someone.
Clearly Avenger rescue missions went a lot differently than vigilante ones. If it were Wade or Matt here, then he would be long gone.
Thinking about it, they probably noticed his absence. He hoped that they weren’t worried or called someone like...
Oh shit
Oh no
May.
Peter didn’t care which bad guy he had to fight or if he had to face the entire Avenger team to get out of here. None of them came close to the wrath of May Parker. Peter shivered at the thought. So new plan, contact May.
‘Okay, okay new plan’ Peter thought hastily. The Avengers clearly didn’t trust him to rescue him yet so he’d just have to get out of here on his own. They were probably all laughing at him for not getting himself out of here sooner.
He presumed that the bad guy was already taken out by now because the Avengers were here. Still, if he was here, than he probably wouldn’t be willing to just let Peter leave. Even if a raging aunt was at home. He looked around in a panic and without thinking ahead, he blurted out “Bathroom!”
In came Captain freaking America again. “Don’t think about trying anything, son.” He warned.
Peter was confused now. Very confused. Now that he thought about it, the entire time he had been here, he had been confused. Now he wanted not to be confused. He needed answers and he was actually going to listen this time. Hopefully.
“Like what? Escape?” Peter asked feeling again, very confused.
Then the Captain did something Peter did not want to see. The Captain Of the Americans rolled his eyes at him. At Peter! Peter annoyed one of the most iconic men in the world. Nice one, Peter.
“Especially that.” He replied while untying Peter’s wrists from the unusually strong metal ropes. He held Peter’s hand behind his back and led him out of the room.
As they led out Peter looked around and if it were possible, Peter was even more confused.
He wasn’t sure at first until a voice scared the ever living shit out of him.
“Hello Mr Spider-man.”
“Woah, you’re Tony Stark’s AI?! That is so cool.”
The Captain frowned. “How did you know what that was?”
Steve Rogers, the living legend, the war hero, the actual Avenger, asked him Peter Parker a question and the first thing he said was “The internet is a thing, you know that, right?”
The man turned to him looking very confused. ‘Hah! See? It’s not nice is it? Being confused’ Peter thought triumphantly. Until he realized who he just sassed.
“I-I mean Mr Captain America, sir, I’m just really unsure as t-to why I’m here right now?” Peter stuttered under the shadow of this miracle of a man just as they got to the bathroom.
“You and me both, son” he sighed before closing the door on Peter.
‘What?’ He doesn’t know what he’s doing here either? The Avengers don’t know what they’re doing? And they’re keeping him here without knowing what awaits for him at home. Wait they’re keeping him here? That’s gotta be illegal right? Actually being a vigilante is illegal, so he takes that thought back. He wonders how many police stations May has already called. He needs to call her right now.
He steps out of the bathroom and allowed his hands to be held in super soldier’s hands. Lucky for the spider, he was stronger than the soldier and he yanked himself from the Captain’s grip and g sprinted down the corridor hoping that wherever it lead, it was to a window.
Sure enough, as he turned a corner, he faced a large window. Remembering the Spanish test that was supposed to be on Thursday, he pulled the window open while listening to a Captain bounding over to him.
Peter threw himself out of the window right before the man’s arms could reach him. The last thing he saw before he dropped was a very concerned looking Captain.
He reached for his web shooters. He missed. He tried again, panicking. He looked down and noted that they were not there. Huh. He thought about it again and that’s when it actually sunk in that he was plummeting to the ground with no shooters.
Peter could just about hear himself hyperventilating over the sound of the wind whistling in his ears. He reached his arm out to the side of the building but his fingers couldn’t quite touch the glass.
The ground was directly ahead of him as he was hurtling toward it. Just as he was accepting his fate as a pancake on the sidewalk, he felt his fingers catch the glass. A sharp pain ripped through his arm as gripped the glass by his fingertips. he glided down and placed his feet on the ground. The beautiful wonderful thing known as the ground. He layed his back against the side of the skyscraper and sighed.
He would’ve stayed longer if not for the sharp pain that raced through his arm, the people staring at the ‘could’ve just died’ Spider-man and the very patriotic man racing out of the front door closely followed by his teammates.
Shit shit shit shit. Some more words that Steve Rogers would not approve of later, and he was in an front of a very familiar apartment without even noticing where his feet had taken him.
He snuck up the side of the building and into the open window at the 8th floor. He hoisted himself up through the window and layed on the floor.
“Hey Ned,” He panted “I’m in a bit of a situation.”
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“The Avengers are what?!”
“Yeah” the boy said pulling on a shirt that Ned had let him borrow.
“And you?”
The boy hummed in confirmation as he pulled the pants that were a few sizes too large over him.
“So now they?”
“Yep” Peter replied popping the ‘p’.
“I’m sorry dude but if they come over here I might just side with them.”
“Dude?!” Peter stared at him incredulously but he couldn’t hide the slight amusement in his voice.
“I seriously don’t want to get the Captain America disappointed look like he gives in the PSAs.”
“Oh damn, me neither. I guess I’ll just hand myself in then”
Ned snorted and relaxed from his very tense stance. “So this is why you weren’t in school this week” Ned muttered mostly to himself.
“This what?!” Peter asked shocked. It couldn’t have been a week. Nope. May wouldn’t have allowed that. Oh no.
He asked Ned for his phone and braces himself as the phone rang. “Hey May” was the only thing he got to say before he pulled the phone away from his ear as the shouting started.