《Peter Stark field trips》Kidnapped? Brilliant
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Summary- Peter decides to go patrolling before his field trip, only to be kidnapped. Oh joy
(Peter's P.O.V)
So maybe patrolling before school was a bad idea.
But how was I supposed to know.
So here I am, laying on a metal table being cut with a knife by some crazy weirdo and bleeding a lot, How fun.
Wait wait wait, let's backtrack. It all started about 4 hours ago...
Today was the day of the surprise field trip, it was currently 5 in the morning, I decided to get up early and do some patrolling before going to school.
Swinging around the city for about an hour and stopping some early morning crime, my spidey senses start to go off.
Next thing I know something pricks my neck and darkness wraps around me and I fall to the floor.
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Waking up maybe an hour or two later I groan in pain as my head spins and I try to come to my senses.
After awhile, my vision clears and I feel a coldness creep wearily up my spine.
I was strapped to a metal table, knives and other weapons to the side of the table laid out for full display.
A creepy looking man walks in and looks over to me and smiles widely when he sees I am awake.
"Hello Little Spider," he says in a high pitched voice.
"What do you want," I ask, pretty peeved because I was missing the trip.
He gasps and puts his hand to his chest, "we wanting something. Never."
He then walks over to the weapons and picks up a knife walking over to me.
I start to squirm as he cuts across my chest, he then looks me dead in the eyes and says, "the only thing I want Peter Stark, is for you and your father to suffer," he seethes out, words spitting out of his mouth like they where poisined.
I sigh.
How brilliant, I've been kidnapped by a creep.
This is gonna hurt.
(Tony's P.O.V)
Today Peter has a field trip, to here. And I plan on embarrassing the heckity heck outta him.
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He went patrolling this morning but I knew he would go straight to school and would call me if something happened.
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'Boss. Peter's class has arrived. Although I have detected that Peter is not present in the group,' FRIDAY pipes up from my lab.
I frown deeply and pull out my phone pressing on his name. It rings and rings but there is no answer.
I decide to go to the group to see if Ted had seen him.
They where currently in a main office looking at where some business meetings take place.
Once I get there everyone gapes as I walk toward Ted, wait no Ned.
"Ned have you seen Peter?" I question him, dread slowly creeping in from the darkness around me.
"No Mr Stark. I tried texting him but he didn't answer, I just thought he was sick," Ned replies, then I feel the dread wash over me like a tsunami.
This isn't good.
Walking off to the side I say, "FRIDAY, get everyone down here and track Peter please."
'Of course sir,' she replies.
I turn to the tour guide and walk to her saying politely, "please can you lead them out of here. I need to do something important."
She nods as I start to have an internal freak out.
Once everyone has gone I say "FRI. Got anything?"
I start to panic as I think of all the possibilities in my head.
'I'm afraid not sir. Although it appears you are getting a request to facetime, would you like to accept,' FRIDAY replied.
Just then everyone comes running in, I see Peter's class looking in but ignore it.
"Yes please," I say frantically back.
What I see on the screen makes my heart drop to the floor.
(Peter's P.O.V)
Back to the present and the creep set up a camera and dialled a number.
I wasn't really listening or paying attention, trying to stay conscious as the blood loss started to take a toll on me.
There are multiple cuts and stab wounds on my chest and stomach and honestly, I'm bored as hell of this torture thing.
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I hear a gasp from the screen and look up seeing my dad and my family.
"Oh hey guys," I say weakly.
I laugh I little as I then say, "this creep took me."
I then nod down to my bound hands and say, "see. can't move, I'm quite bored of all of it not gonna lie dad."
I am about to say something else when I get punched hard in the face.
Okay ow, that hurt, pain is so strange, sometimes it can kill people while other times it can help people stay alive.
Oh, have I eaten today, ugh think, think, think. OH yeah okay I did, internal panic over.
Damn I think the blood loss is getting to me.
Everything suddenly hits home of the situation and I look to the camera and say "dad, help," before I am overtaken by darkness for the second time that day.
(Ned's P.O.V)
Peter wasn't at school, I thought he was ill until Mr Stark asked if I had seen him.
We were then outside the office and looking into the room when all of the avengers rush in.
Then something appears on screen that makes everyone freak the freak out.
Peter, my best friend in his Spiderman suit is laying there strapped to a table bleeding profusely.
"What the fuck," I hear Flash whisper from near me.
(Tony's P.O.V)
I tried my best not to panic as the dude hung up and said, "FRI, did you find a location?"
Everyone around me remains deathly silent, only wanting their nephew back.
'Yes sir, I will send you the location.'.
A sigh of relief is released from my lips as I suit up going to get my kid back, everyone following closely behind.
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Flying into the barren desolate warehouse I can't help but doubt Pete was here.
That was until I hear grunting from a door I hadn't checked yet.
Slamming through the door I see Peter doing his best to get out of the restraints as the man looms darkly over him, glint of a bloody knife reflecting from the dimly lit room, glowing with darkness and past screams echoing off the ghostly walls, looking like they are bleeding dark red in the darkness.
I shot my repulsors at him, sending the man colliding against a wall creating a sicking crack echoing across the silent room.
I run to Peter and break him free, "I've got you now bud. I've got you," I say coming out of my suit and holding him against my chest.
Peter buries his head into my chest and after a minute he looks up and says, "being kidnapped is shockingly borning."
I laugh, happy to have my kid back and say, "only you kiddo. Only you."
(Peter's P.O.V)
Flying back to the tower in my dad's arms I felt safe.
I don't ever want to experience that again, I might of acted brave but on the inside I was losing it.
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Arriving in the med bay I lay down, my dad right beside me, refusing to leave and honestly I don't want him too.
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Just as Uncle Bruce has left after patching me up a group of people walk in, I wasn't really paying attention as I was having an in depth conversation with my Uncle Clint and Auntie Tasha about some training to become a better fighter.
"Oh my God," I hear someone whisper from the door.
I look up and see my entire class standing there looking at me.
Oh yeah, today was the trip.
Shit.
"Oh my God," I say sinking into the bed.
"You're Spiderman," Flash states, like no duh you silly goose.
"Ugh no," I say but it coming out more like a question.
"And you got kidnapped," he carries on.
Did I really? Wow I couldn't tell.
"Maybe," I say looking to my family for help.
Dad seems to understand as he says, "anything of this gets out and I will make sure you have no future, no present and no past. I will erase you from existence."
Everyone gulps, and looks at him in fear and I just laugh under my breath, that was one hell of a threat.
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