(A/N say hi to my friend^^)

Peter
Where's Flash?

Pepper
What do you mean?

Peter
I mean it's been a few days since I have seen him? And I mean sure we don't work on the same levels but I usually see him around breaks?

Tony
Flash was dealt with accordingly

Clint
What kind of name is Flash anyways?

Have you SEEN him run? Not even that fast

Peter
Why would you have seen Flash run?

Clint
Uh

I mean

Flash? Who's that

Natasha
I don't know a Flash

Clint
Yep

Tony
I've never even heard of the name

Bucky
Who's Flash?

Bruce
What's Flash?

Pepper
Why's Flash?

Clint
When's Flash?

Natasha
Where's Flash?

Peter
...

Sam
....

I have no part of this

Pepper
Liar you were with us

Peter
So you did do something to Flash!!!

Bruce
We've been caught

Tony
Well NOW we have

You guys are terrible secret keepers

Natasha
I blame Clint

Clint
HEY!!

Bucky
She's not wrong

Steve
Don't worry Flower they didn't go too far

Sam
You say that like YOU played no part

Peter
What the heck did you guys do?? I thought you said you'd leave him alone!!

Pepper
They lied

Tony
You also did

Pepper
Don't you drag me into this I was the only rational one

All of you used some kind of threat against him!

Clint
He deserved it

Natasha
He did.

Peter
GUYSSSS

You know I have to DEAL with him on Monday!!!!

Natasha
I wouldn't worry about that маленький цветок

Peter
I'm worrying more now

Tony
He had it coming

Peter
Did you really fire him?!

Pepper
He was going to be fired eventually

Clint
We just quickened the process :)

Peter
He was gonna get fired?

Steve
According to Tony

I for one didn't know

Bruce
Neither did I

Sam
I just joined

Natasha
He deserved to feel fear

Pepper
...point is he was slacking off a whole bunch on the job even after several warnings

So it was eventually going to happen

Peter
Oh

So it wasn't because of me?

Tony
Pshhhhh

Clint
Noooooooo

Natasha
The threats? That was for you for sure

Clint
Nat!

Steve
He wasn't physically harmed...

Bucky
....

Sam
...

Natasha
Stop. This is what gives us away

Bruce
...

Peter
....

Tony
Let's change the subject and ask no further questions!

Steve
That I agree with

Peter
Hey!! Wait you still didn't tell me what you did?!

Tony
Pete, you've got a break right now?

Peter
Yeah? Bret and I just finished a bunch of boring paperwork

Tony
Perfect! Come to my lab

Natasha
Oh so when I take him it's considered kidnapping

Pepper
You literally grabbed him and ran

Natasha
Not the point

(*We doing a time skip*)

*Peter already told them about the reveal and etc.

Ned
Quick give me a short summary of ww1

Go!

MJ
You want a SHORT summary of the full war?

Peter
Death.

Ned
That won't help me pass my history test :(

Peter
History test?

What history test?

Ned
The history test Mrs. Kate has been telling us about it since last week?

Peter
WHAT HISTORY TEST

Ned
PETER WHAT DID YOU THINK ALL THOSE REVIEW PACKETS WERE FOR?!

Peter
SHE GAVE US REVIEW PACKETS?!

MJ
Good luck with your crisis's losers

*She doesn't have the class with them

Ned
Dude how could you forget??

Peter
I must've gotten caught up with the whole I've been texting the avengers for the past few months

And patrol

And some Spidey stuff

Gah

MJ
Some Spidey stuff?

Peter
It's nothing to worry about

I think

MJ
You think?

Peter, what did you do this time?

Peter
Nothing!

Ned
So is that a no to the ww1 summary?

MJ
Why don't you look at the packets?

Ned
Because I'm not okay with going through 3 whole thick packets

Peter
Thicccc

MJ
Stop that

Ned
She doesn't even expect us to turn it in!! It's worth n o t h i n g

Peter
I still have to go on patrol

And now I've got a test to study for

Ned
Wanna FaceTime and pull an all-nighter?

Peter
Yep as soon as I'm done with patrol

MJ
You two are a mess

Peter
That's nothing new

And out the window Peter went suit already on. He was hoping to have a quick look around to make sure everything was peaceful before returning, not wanting to keep Ned waiting for long. How could he have missed that there was a test?

Even though he already knew the answer, it still caused frustration. So yeah he may not have been focusing in class because all he could focus on was the stupid ringing and headaches that came and gone. Sure he wasn't focusing because he may have been secretly on his phone texting away or testing how quickly a small cut would heal. But could you blame him? Peter only got more concerned with the things happening as time went by and there was no sign of it getting better. Maybe he'd ask Mr. Stark about the weapon later?

What did this even mean for him? His healing slowed and the pain from his headaches was relentless. His senses now seemed dull and he began eating less and less with no backlash coming for him. His fast metabolism didn't seem so fast anymore. Why was that?

But for now, he just needed to focus. Focusing seemed to be difficult for him now.

He'd frequently think back to Mr. Fury but he has yet to get any message from him. Peter kept reminding himself that when he was needed he'd be texted. But now along with checking his group chats he'd check if he got any new messages.

Peter had stopped his swinging on top of a building as he heard a gunshot go off. It wasn't too far off from where he stood but he still rushed to the sound.

"One peaceful night is that too much to ask for, huh?" He muttered to himself as he found himself in an empty parking lot.

Confusion took over as he was almost sure he heard the shot from here. Was he hearing things now? He debated for a moment glancing towards the end of the parking lot that just ended where the forest started. And then he glanced towards the broken down buildings in front of him.

"Hello? Are there any bad people doing bad things here? Or good people needing help?" Peter called out as if expecting a response.

He waited in silence before sighing. What could've made the noise? He turned immediately, coming face to face with the end of a gun. It was small but he immediately recognized it as the same one he shot himself with.

His hands flew up as he blurted out "Woah there," looking up to face the enemy. A dark mask covered most of their face and a beanie was tugged on only a loose strand of hair falling in front of their eyes. Their eyes seemed to emit a cold green light.

Besides that, the rest of their features were hidden. Peter could tell they were small but had feminine features. A woman? That was the least of his worries. He knew who they were. And they might have the answers he wanted.

The gun was aggressively jabbed towards Peter who took a step back. "Make one move and I'll shoot," they threatened but panic wasn't heard from their voice. He stared down at the gun deciding he could ask now.

"What does the gun do?" He asked, knowing this wasn't smart. He should take care of the situation and take them to the police. But he also knew that wasn't your average gun and was worried if he did do that he wouldn't get his answers.

"The gun? It's to take care of pests like you," they answered thumb fiddling with the trigger.

"No need to get violent, short stack. How about we just have a civil conversation?" Peter received a harsh glare. Most likely from the nickname.

"Call me short stack one more time and you'll lose a limb. I'm not talking to the likes of you." They snarled. They may be small but they were vicious was all Peter could think.

It happened quickly, almost a blur. The trigger was pulled and the teen in a panic pushed the aim away from him. It didn't hit him but the sound caused him to double over the ringing in his head returning. It felt far yet loud.

A moment later he received a hard kick to the gut from shortie. "That's not very nice," he grunted, his arm now wrapped around his waist and his other hand was held out to where they were.

Which was nowhere. They couldn't just disappear?

Laughter had echoed in his head and Peter turned to the sound immediately having a web aimed in the direction. He missed as they now stood at the edge of the parking lot.

"You know I'm surprised. If an average person got hit by this," they waved the weapon carelessly. "They'd be dead by now. Yet here you are. I'm sure you're in pain though... but still alive nonetheless. How fascinating." Their voice echoed in the empty parking lot while they mused and giggled towards Peter.

His vision was blurred while his headache worsened. He couldn't focus as he threw them a dirty look.

"Aww Pumpkin~ you'll be a fun experiment," they spoke happily before frowning. Then they held out the weapon once more, shifting something against the side. "But sadly, it's not your time yet... Till next time."

A slur left Peter at the shot as he attempted to jump for it. He tumbled the action not helping the new headache at all. The flash that emitted from the weapon was just... too bright for him to handle.

"Focus!" He scolded himself

The boy ran ignoring his body's complaints only to skid to a stop at the start of the forest. He paused in an attempt to hear footsteps or heavy breath or anything at this point. But the only sound that was heard was the stupid ringing.

They were gone. Again.

Did he really just let them get away again? He looked down on the floor. No tracks. They can't just disappear!

Peter shuffled back to where the weapon was fired and noticed the marks it left. That didn't happen last time it was fired. It wasn't the same weapon? What would've happened if it hit him? And what in the world did they mean? A fun experiment? He should've been dead?

With a defeated look the boy decided to head back home. Maybe Ned would know something about this?

(*Line Break*)

As soon as Peter had crawled through the window he fell to the floor curling upon himself. His head rested against his knees as he clutched his hair tightly.

He tried focusing on his breathing but with every small movement, another wave of pain hit him. His head felt like it was about to explode.

Nearly half an hour the poor boy sat whimpering to himself as his headache stayed persistent. There's no way he'd be able to handle a headache like that on a normal basis.

He slowly unraveled himself reaching for his phone as he knew that Ned was waiting on him.

(A/N I do be procrastinating on procrastinating. I still have a lot of homework left. Stay safe children~!)