What happened?
Bruce called Peter to meet with him. So that’s where he was headed. When he walked in he thought it looked like an interrogation room on TV. Bruce was sitting on one side of a metal table with a recorder in the middle. Peter sat down.
“Peter, I wanted to ask you about your kidnap. But you can opt out if you don’t want to talk about it.”
“It’s ok. What do you wanna know?”
“So, the last report of anyone seeing Spiderman was on April 7th, and since no one remembered seeing you at school for the previous week, which makes sense because your Aunt May had passed away April 1st, the same day your teachers reported that you were absent, and the last time Wade said he saw you, so 7th or 8th has to be our timeframe-”
“Um actually, June 29th was the date on my phone that evening. I thought it said April the day before that but the date on the calendar said June.”
“Wait, then Ned did see you earlier that day, he said it was probably just someone else so we just wrote it off as someone else. Do you recall anything else that happened in April to explain why there was no sign of any Spiderman?”
“I don’t really remember April... or May... Or June. everything from April 1st to June 29th is just blank.”
“So that’s when you were taken? Why hadn’t anyone reported seeing Spiderman then?”
“Um... something about... protecting... someone? Something? It’s all jumbled up and blurred or some of my memory is just blank.”
“Peter, is it possible they might’ve wiped some of your memory?”
Peter simply shrugged.
“Ok, just one moment, I need to call someone.” Bruce left the room.
Once he came back he continued to ask questions. Some things Peter couldn’t remember and anything else from the place was too memorable.
——
“Peter, this is Shuri and T’Challa, you two, this is Peter Parker. Peter, Shuri is going to help me conduct some tests on your memory to see if we can find out who took you two years ago.”
“Ok. Nice to meet you two.”
“It is very good to meet you as well.” T’Challa spoke.
“Wonderful to meet you Peter.” Shurt has smiled at the boy.
When T’Challa shook Peter’s hand the older man tried to hug Peter but he ducked out to escape getting hugged.
“S-sorry, I don’t really like getting hugged.”
“Oh, my apologies. Dr.Banner, where might I find Steve?”
“Oh he’s in the kitchen with Bucky, Clint and Nat.”
“Thank you. Shuri, contact me if you need.” T’Challa hugged Shuri before going to find Steve.
——
Bruce and Shuri were currently scanning Peter’s brain.
“There’s an abnormally here.” Shuri pointed out.
“No, that’s normal for him, it’s just a weird abnormality his father caused when he was a child.”
“What about this?” Shuri pointed out another abnormality.
“Let me check.” Bruce brought up Peter’s brain scan from a few years ago. He compared them.
“That is new... wait what does that thing look like to you?” Bruce zoomed in on where Shuri had pointed out
“It looks like some black goopy thing?”
“Hey, Peter, can you tell Venom to get out of your brain please?” Bruce asked into the mic so Peter could hear him.
“Damnit Venom, this is why we can’t have nice things, like a brain. Get out of there you stupid symbiote.”
‘You will regret.’
“I don’t care, just get out of my brain.”
The black abnormality Shuri pointed out was gone now. Just vanished.
“Dr. Banner, there’s some damage to his brain where that thing was. It’s odd but I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Peter, is there any pain anywhere in your head? Or anything abnormal feeling?”
“Yeah, but only because Venom won’t stop shouting at me.” Peter said before mumbling something, probably something along the lines of ‘shut up you insufferable prick.’
“Ok, well I’d like to run a few more tests if that’s alright?” Shuri asked. Peter nodded.
“Ok, dr. Banner, do you have a shooting range so we can test how far his webs can go?”
“Actually, it’s too small for his webs so we should go outside for that. Pete, go on and suit up and meet us on the roof.
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PETER P.O.V(yes I’m starting P.O.V’s, I’ll try not to do it a lot.)
The tests had gotten turned into physical strength, then I had to do patrol. Now I’m laying in my web on the ceiling. I’m exhausted. I fell asleep almost as soon as I laid down. I drifted off to dreamland.
I was in an odd building I don’t remember seeing before, it felt familiar but I didn’t recognize it. I sat up in the bed I was in. It was a twin bed and apparently I was sharing it with two younger boys.
“Peter? What’s wrong? Is Mr. Durrell coming? Do we need to hide?”
I couldn’t move myself or say anything myself.
“Hurry up and get under the bed. Don’t come out until I say it’s safe. Keep quiet.”
Almost as if on cue, a large man walked in, he was angry and holding something behind him. I don’t know why but I felt so terrified. I couldn’t move and it felt like I couldn’t breathe either. I could feel my Spidey sense telling me to get out of the way but I couldn’t move. The large man spoke.
“Stupid boy. Did you like the lesson I sent the older boys to give you? Of course you did, we joked about how much you screamed like a girl.”
The man was hitting me and I could feel the warm blood dripping down my chin. I flinched at every punch or kick the man threw at me. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t stop him, I caught a glimpse of the two boys I had sent under the bed, they were terrified. The man grabbed my wrist and I swear I could feel it snapping. I didn’t scream. I thought I was going to but I didn’t.
I heart thunder clap and my eyes snapped open.
I fell out of my web, I immediately felt how sweaty I am. Right before I hit the floor I shot a web at the ceiling and caught myself. The web retracted itself so I wasn’t four inches off the ground. I sighed and sat down on the ground.
“It was just a dream. A really, really, really shitty dream.” He climbed back into his nest and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
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NO P.O.V
Peter was currently at Wade’s door. He had called him several times and Peter had gotten really worried. To explain, Wade had given Peter a special ringtone and vice virsa, they never didn’t respond to each other unless they were dying or their phone got broken in a fight. It became a thing that if one of them didn’t answer the other would go looking for them. It was their thing.
“Who is it?” The old lady asked opening the door. She had a shotgun in her hand.
“Peter, Ma’am.”
She lowered the shotgun and handed Peter a letter before slamming the door in his face. Peter went for a walk as he read the letter.
“Dear web baby,
The mutant dudes found me again and are making me go with them but they’re letting me write you this letter because I don’t want you going Venom on them and going against your morals again so I want you to calm down. On the back I’ve written down where I’ll be so you can come see me. Love you Spidey-Boo! Also if you want to see me you can’t wear your Spidey suit because they don’t know Spidey is Peter Parker. Love you Best Bi. -Wadey ;)”
Peter smiled until he felt his Spidey sense tingling. He turned around and was face-to-face with a man, he was wearing a sweater that really didn’t look good on him.
“Peter Parker? I’m with child services, we were alerted that you came back and we need to bring you in. We need you to come with us please.” The man said, there was a police officer standing behind him.
“Okay...” Peter willingly went with them. He didn’t fully grasp what was happening.
——
“Since you have no legal guardians or relatives left we need to put you in the foster home, since the kids there seemed to like you we’ve decided to put you back in the home you were in before.”
“Wait but I found my real dad, can’t I just stay with him?”
“If you’ve found your actual father we’ll need to run a blood test to make sure you’re actually related and he’ll need to be evaluated to see if he’d be a fit parent and he’ll need to get permission from the state to take you, or he can just do the second two but with more steps. You’re not legally allowed to live on your own yet.”
“Can I call the people I’ve been staying with to tell them?” He pulled out his phone.
“Of course.” The person lead him to the hallway.
He called the first person he could think of. He picked up.
“Hey Pete.”
“Hey Nat, so um, I’m being put into foster care again apparently.”
“What? Are you safe?”
“Yeah, I’m safe. So since I don’t have any other relatives or parental guardians that the system knows about they found me and said since I’m still under eighteen I can’t just stay wherever, so they’re putting me in a foster home for a while.”
“Do you need anything?”
“Yeah, if you could just put some of my clothes into a backpack and get it to me that’d be good, thank you.”
“Do you want your screwdrivers and tinkering stuff?”
“Yeah, that’d be awesome, thank you.”
“Will you need your suit?”
“No, can’t risk it. I’ll text you where when I get there. I gotta go, bye.” Peter quickly hug up before Nat could’ve said anything his Spidey sense told him a person walking towards him.
“Bye.”
——
Clint and Natasha brought Peter his stuff and Clint gave Peter a hug.
“Thank you. Um, you’d better get going, since I’m not able to do patrol you should probably find someone to do that. Bye.” He waved as he walked back inside.
Peter was there for an hour before something happened. He was minding his own business making a tracking device so he didn’t have to worry about where Wade might be and vice virsa. He stopped when his Spidey sense told him to duck. He had dodged a beer bottle that was swung at him. He turned around and it clicked.
The dream. These kids. That large man. These are the people from his dream but two years older.
The man was hurting one of the kids at the time and Peter rushed in.
“Stop! You can’t hurt them!” Peter argued. He wanted so much to string this guy up to a wall but he couldn’t do that and he didn’t know why.
“You want me to hit you instead again? Fine.”
Peter took a kick to the stomach. He was fine with that arrangement. He was more than willing to be hurt if it meant the other kids wouldn’t be.
——
It had been nearly a month since Peter had been there. He knew Bucky was trying to get recognition as his father but he felt like it was taking too long, and Bucky had to deal with Steve leaving him behind for Peggy Carter back in the past. He was currently out because he said he was meeting up with someone. In reality I was at the police station telling them about how Mr. Durrell kept hitting him and had been hitting the younger boys. He showed them the bruises and cuts he had gotten earlier in the day.
While at the police station a large shelf that had a bunch of case files on it had fallen down and trapped someone. It was too heavy for everyone else so he stepped in. He told everyone to back up and he lifted it up on his own. Everyone thanked him and about 20 minuets later a big angry man walked in next to a man in a weelchair. He don’t see exactly what happened but for some reason the caseworker from CPS who was supposed to be finding him a new foster home walked over and told Peter he was going with the two men. Peter nodded and didn’t ask many questions.
He got in their car and the man in the wheelchair asked him a question.
“So Peter, how long have you had that strength?”
“U-um I don’t know? I’ve kinda always been pretty strong?” He said sounding unsure.
“Peter, where were taking you is a special school for people like you, with special abilities.”
“Wait, what?”
“A special school for kids like you, with mutated genetics.”
“We’re here.” Said the scary man.
“Walk with me.” The man in the chair said after we got out of the car. The big scary dude wheeled him around and I followed next to him. He was showing me around.
Suddenly my Spidey sense told me to duck.
“Duck!” I said crouching down.
Something exploded above my head, there was a cloud of smoke.
“Scott, what did I tell you about watching where you’re looking?” The big angry man said.
“I’m so sorry, are you okay?” He asked Peter.
“Yeah, I’m okay.”
“Scott, you nearly hit this kid, watch where you’re looking!” A lady said running up to us.
“Peter, this is Scott Summers and Jean Grey. Scott shoots beams of lasers from his eyes, that’s what destroyed the disk, Jean has the ability to control things with her mind.”
“How did you know that thing was flying at you?” Scott asked
“Oh um I have this weird sense that tells me things like, duck, or move left, or there’s danger, like now-“ Peter looked around and he was about to get crushed by something. He moved out of the way and landing on the ground was Wade.
“Wade?! How many times do I have to move out of the way for you to understand you’d crush me?” Peter sighed
“I just got excited to see my web-baby. When did you get here? Where have you been?” Wade started to mess up Peter’s hair.
“Wade, I hope you know if you don’t stop I might have to kick your ass.”
“Awww but your hair is so fluffy.” Wade poured.
“Wait so this is the Peter you’re always getting distracted about?” Scott asked
“Distracted? I thought I told you to not to let me distract you.” Peter lightly punched his boyfriend in the arm.
“Ow, I know you did but I kept thinking about your ass-“ Wade was stopped by webs covering his mouth.
“Do you ever shut up Wade?” Peter sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. Wade was trying to get the last of the webs off.
“Only when you kiss me, Petey-pie”
“Wade, I’m going to web your mouth closed for all of eternity if you don’t stop the nicknames, V keeps making fun of them and I’m blaming you if it continues to call me ‘web head’.”
“Aww poor Petey.” Wade hugged the smaller boy.
“So you two are clearly already friends.” Scott said.
“Oh we’re more than friends, Scotty. Peter here is my adorable tiny boyfriend. Cute little Petey-Pie.”
“Am I allowed to stick him to a tree and leave him there?”
“Where’d the webs come from?” Jean asked.
“O-oh right, um-“
“My web-head science boy shoots them out of his arms. Pretty cool right?”
“Really? I wanna see that.” Scott said.
Peter nodded and looked around for a moment. He saw a tree above them and jumped up into the tree and shot a web, he hung upside down just high enough for Wade to give him a kiss on the cheek then he jumped back down.
“So you’re like that Spiderman dude?” A new person asked, he was blue and had a tail.
“Well, yeah.” Peter said unsure if he could trust these people yet.
“I’m Kurt, and you are?” The blue boy held out his hand. Peter was about to shake it but Wade picked him up.
“Taken.” Wade said for Peter.
“My name is Peter. Wade put me down.” Wade shook his head and didn’t put him down.
“What else can you do Peter?” Jean asked.
“Well can climb stuff.”
“So you’re good at climbing?” Scott asked
“No, I can climb stuff, like walls and ceilings.”
“Let’s go inside and he’ll just show you.” Wade said.
The group nodded and walked inside. Wade threw Peter to the ceiling which startled everyone. Peter immediately clung to the ceiling, he stood up with just his feet on the ceiling. He had his arms crossed against his chest.
“Wade if you do that again I’m going to tie you up here.” Peter took a web down to the floor.
“That’s so cool! Can you do anything else?” Kurt asked.
“Oo put on your scary face Petey!” Wade suggested.
Peter shrugged and let Venom take over his head. Kurt screamed and teleported across the room. Whereas Jean and Scott got in defense positions.
Peter got nervous seeing their reaction and thought they wouldn’t like him anymore. Venom went back to it’s place on Peter’s back.
“What is that thing?” Jean asked.
“It’s a symbiote called Venom. It’s kinda just been living in my body for a year so it’s too late to get out.”
“Why’d you let it connect to you in the start?” Jean asked.
“Well... I didn’t... I tried to get it out but they had already put it in my bloodstream.”
“This is something Petey-Pie isn’t comfortable talking about so I’m gonna show him around the rest of the place. Peace out nerds. Except you Petey, you’re coming with me.” Wade grabbed Peter by the waist and put him on his shoulders and ran off with him.
“Those two are odd.” Scott said, the other two agreed.