My head thumped as my eyes fluttered open, making me groan loudly at the pain. I looked up slowly, my tattered hair falling over my face as I looked up. My eyes widened.

"Oh, fuck." I mumbled as I looked at the tiny concrete room that I was in, the space only being big enough for the chair I was sat on, as well as maybe a couple of people to be in the room. I looked down and groaned again, the situation getting ten times worse as my hands were tied to the arms of the chair and my ankles to the legs, my hands being tied in a way that made my hands point towards my lap so that I couldn't use my powers without badly hurting my legs. I had to admit, HYDRA was smart. I looked up as the door opened and I gulped as two of HYDRA's men walked in, one holding a camera attached to a tripod.

"What the fuck is this, then?" I scoffed as he placed the tripod down in front of me so that the camera was looking at me.

"How about you shut up, little Avenger bitch?" The other one spat, making me hiss as he harshly pulled my hair and forced me to look at him. His lips curled into a smirk.

"You dating Spiderman, huh? Peter Parker?" he nodded. My eyes widened slightly, knowing that if they really knew that Peter and I were dating, they'd definitely exploit that to get whatever they wanted.

"No, I'm not." I scoffed, trying to sound truthful.

"I know that you're lying. What superhero puts their phone into their suit when they're on a mission, especially when their lock screen is them with another superhero? You better believe that we're going after Peter." He smirked. My eyes widened and I felt my eyes turn purple as I balled my hands into fists.

"You will not fucking touch him." I growled, trying to control my anger.

"And what are you going to do about it, huh?" he asked, crouching down so that our faces were level. I scowled at him, making him chuckle.

"Thought so. See that camera?" he asked, pointing behind him to the camera. I glared at him before letting my eyes drift to the camera.

"Until they come for you, that camera will be sending a constant live feed to the Avengers. So, feel free to tell them to come and save you, especially Peter. Feel free to warn them of their coming deaths that are waiting for them once they get here." He nodded.

"I will end you." I promised.

"I'd like to see you try, princess." He smirked before standing up and leaving the room with the other man. I sighed, relaxing my fists and feeling my eyes turn back to normal as I saw that the camera was on.

"Peter." I choked.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter sat on his bed, his back against the wall as he absentmindedly fired webs at the opposite wall. He sighed, tears pricking his eyes as he felt so utterly helpless. His girlfriend was trapped in enemy territory, probably being tortured or turned into one of HYDRA's super soldiers, and what was he doing? Firing webs at a fucking wall. He sighed again, shaking his head and standing up before heading towards his door. He left the room and headed towards Tony's robotics lab, where he knew that everyone would be. His eyebrows furrowed as he heard talking.

"We cannot let the kid see this, am I clear? We don't let him anywhere near this, or he'll try to get her back on his own." He heard Tony mumble.

"Not let me see what?" he asked as he walked in. All of the Avengers shot around from looking at the TV and Tony's eyes widened.

"Peter, get out, now, seriously, the adults are talking." Tony nodded as he rushed to him and grabbed his arms, starting to pull him towards the door.

"Hold on, Mr Stark, wait, what-." He caught a glimpse of the TV and his eyes widened.

"Oh my god." He mumbled, getting out of Tony's grip and rushing towards the TV, making Tony sigh. His heart started to pound through his chest as on the screen was Y/N, unconscious, tied to a chair and looking very beaten up. Tears pricked Peter's eyes as he raised a shaky hand to the monitor and placed his finger against her head, begging for her to wake up.

"Is this a live feed? Is that how she is right now?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.

"Yeah, kid, it's live." Steve mumbled. Peter choked, a tear leaving his eye.

"We have to go and get her, look at her, they've beaten the shit out of her." He gulped.

"And we will go get her, but not yet. They will kill her if they know that we're coming." Tony nodded. Peter looked at him.

"What's stopping us? You've seen the feed, right? She's beaten up so badly, Mr Stark, we need to save her." He choked.

"Something is wrong with her, Peter, that's what's stopping us. All she's doing when she's conscious is screaming your name erratically. That could be her way of warning you that you'll be walking into a trap or something, we have to think this through." Steve spoke.

"I don't know, she screams Peter's name a lot, we've all heard it." Sam mumbled.

"Really, Sam? Now?" Natasha scoffed, making him hold his hands up in defence.

"Peter." Peter's head shot up to look at the screen as he heard Y/N's weak voice.

"Y/N." he gulped as he rushed to the screen. His eyebrows furrowed as she just sat there, tears rolling down her face.

"What-why isn't she responding?" he gulped, looking at Steve.

"Sorry, kid, it's a one-way feed. We can hear her, but she can't hear us." He sighed. Peter returned it and looked at the screen. He gulped, staring at Y/N's battered yet still incredibly beautiful face.

"Peter, I don't know what's going to happen, but you cannot come after me. Please, I beg you. Peter." She choked.

"She's not seriously telling me not to come after her." He scoffed.

"Oh, she is." Tony nodded.

"Peter, let the others come for me, not you. If you love me, you won't come after me." She whispered, shaking her head as a tear left her eye. Peter's face immediately softened, a tear leaving his own eye as she said that. Nine times out of ten, he loved the fact that Y/N knew him so well, but it was times like this where he hated the fact that she knew him better than he knew himself. But surely, she knew that he'd still go after her. Suddenly, two men appeared in the camera's view.

"Mr Stark." Peter mumbled, making Tony lean against the desk next to where Steve was sitting so that he could see the screen.

"This can't be good." Tony muttered as he saw Y/N scowl and fidget in her restraints, clearly trying to get away from the men. Peter's eyes widened as one of them pulled out a needle.

"What the fuck is that?" he gulped, pointing at the needle.

"Shit." Steve mumbled, all of them looking at the screen. Peter's eyes widened again as the man with the syringe harshly grabbed Y/N's neck, making her wince as he tilted her head and inserted the syringe into her neck.

"Y/N, NO!" Peter screamed, lunging for the screen as the man injected the liquid into Y/N's neck.

"Peter, stop." Steve spoke as he grabbed Peter and held him back. Peter choked and stared at the screen as Y/N gasped, her eyes turning completely black as she stopped struggling.

"What the hell?" he whispered.

"Steve, the kid is right, I don't know what they just injected into Y/N, but this is bad. We need to get her out of there." Tony nodded. Steve sighed.

"Okay. Everyone suit up, we leave for HYDRA in ten minutes. Peter, you're staying here." He nodded.

"Like hell I am." He scoffed.

"Kid, did you not hear Y/N literally beg you not to go get her? What if she's trying to warn you that it's a trap? Because I'm sure as hell not losing both of you." Tony shook his head.

"If I don't go, I quit." Peter threatened. Steve looked at Tony as he sighed and rubbed his hands over his face.

"Fine, fine. God, I'm never having kids, they're too damn stubborn. But I warn you, Peter, if you put yourself in danger on this mission, I won't rescue you." Tony mumbled.

"That's fair, Mr Stark, thank you." The boy nodded before rushing out of the lab and towards his room to suit up.