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I'm sorry (2)


Tony Stark would never have described himself as a father, and yet here he was, in ruins, over his son. Peter, light of the billionaire's life, and all around great person. Peter was gone, and Tony couldn't find him. It had been a week, and Tony didn't even know if Peter was alive.

Midtown High didn't know how to function either. Peter's fight went viral, and nobody knew what to do. The school just felt empty, and Ned was alone.

Besides Michelle, or course, but she went her own way after Peter went missing. After Peter was taken. After the only good thing in her life left, but she didn't want to talk about it.

What she did want to do was find Peter. So, she worked nonstop. So did Ned. So did Tony. Between the three of them, they found Peter. But not after something happened.

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Peter blinked and was not in the gymnasium of his school anymore. He was in a dark place, a musty smell hanging in the air. When he looked around, he could tell that this place was infested with evil.

It didn't take long for his hypothesis turned out to be true. Peter was already wounded badly, so after haphazard first aid, his captors left him alone.

At least, until they didn't.

Peter woke up on his... Fifth? Day of being held captive to banging on his cell. When he made a small noise, the door opened.

One of the remaining henchmen dragged Peter to a different room. He was strapped to a table, but he didn't care. He didn't have enough strength to care. Not enough energy. Not enough life inside of him.

"Let's get started." The man grumbled, setting up a computer. " We need to get the ransom set up. "

Peter couldn't comprehend the words, but he felt the pain.

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Ned and MJ ran to the Tower after school. Peter had been taken on Monday . It was Friday, and Tony had texted them about something important.

They ran, sprinted, desperate for news on Peter. As the pair entered Stark's lab, they saw him with his face covered with his hands. Wordlessly, Stark pressed a button and a screen started a recording

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The henchman covered the screen. "Hey all, just here to let you know I've got the little brat. He's a little worse for wear, and for just two billion dollars (USD) he can be all yours!" He said, before leaving the shot and letting Peter be seen.

Peter was strapped to the table, weak and vulnerable. After a moment's hesitation, the henchman tazed Peter. He shook for a moment before groaning slightly. Peter muttered a quiet, "dad?" Before the minion covered the screen again.

"Not pleasant, huh? Let's do it again."

He kept hurting Peter, and it was unbearable. Seeing Peter in pain was hurtful to the soul.

After too long had passed, the henchman spoke again.

"That's all, folks! Pay the money or expect another video in 24 hours."

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Stunned silence for a moment, hearts aching. Then, "Hey can't we just track the video signal? Or the email?" Ned questioned, unsure of what Tony had already tried.

Stark went and hugged Ned. "Thanks. I'm not thinking right, I can't function, I'm useless without Peter! I needed that hope."

So, they got to work. Within three hours, they had a location and were going on a mission.

Operation Get Peter Home.

Tony blasted the door down, and was met by three people. He wasn't messing around, and used his repulsors. He walked past the now unconscious men, and continued on. Where was Peter?

His question was soon answered. Peter was still on the table, shaking and feverish. Tony unstrapped Peter, knowing there was no time to lose.

It would be okay.

All would be great. Peter was safe. He'd recover. Life would go back to normal, except for school. Peter would be okay, and as a result, so would Tony.

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Not planning a part three, but if you want one of would include school reaction, and reunion with others. P3?

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