5. chapter 5 (1/2)

thank you all for reading my story! i hope you enjoy the chapter! my apologies for any and all mistakes. enjoy! mj

they tossed peters body in the room like a rag doll. i had just finished my story to myself. "what time is it?" i whispered. the man showed me his clock on his phone and then slammed the door. it was already friday evening. 3 in the afternoon. i hadn't slept in two days. i hadn't drank any water in so long. my mind told me to see if there was anything in the cups on the table. but surrounding the table was dead people. i was not going over there.

"peter?" he didn't respond. "peter what did they do?" he had his eyes open, staring at me. but he didn't hear a word i said. he laid on the could ground looking at me with a blankless expression. i moved away and his eyes moved with me. it was like he was pleading for help, but he couldn't say a word. "pete. you were gone for 15 hours. i thought they killed you." i saw him barely shake his head no.

peter parker

okay. okay. let's just take a moment and say i am not crazy. what ever they did to me is controlling me. i could think perfectly fine, but what i wanted to say... it stayed in or came out in screams or sudden outbursts. i know i was freaking mj out. i could see her covering her ears tightly when this happened. but, i couldn't move to comfort her or show her what they did.

they told me everything. everything. the men told me how they were gonna kill mj after i was dead. how they were going to force mj to kill me. and how they were gonna leave my body in tony starks closet. how the hell they plan on doing that, i don't know. at this moment i really didn't care.

i finally was able to move on my own after an hour or two on the floor. i sat up and looked over at mj. i screamed. she looked up quickly. i cupped my hand over my mouth and looked down confused. i have to tell her i'm not crazy. i have to tell her we have to get out. but, how?

"sign language, parker! if you can't talk, sign it to me." she said calmly. i nodded. i started using as much sign lauguage as i knew. the words i didn't know i spelt out with the alphabet. in the end i told her that i was

ain-washed and couldn't control what i say or do. at least that's what those men told me. after i was finished i clasped on the ground and blacked out.

tony stark

"vision, you come with me. rhodey, you stay at the back. just in case someone tries to escape. i'm gonna have agents all around the front of the building." in five hours we would know exactly where peter and mj were. we didn't here peter talk all day and they think mj had gone crazy calling his name.

"tony, we don't even know where they are yet. they could be miles away. days even." rhodey was not helping with all his stupid comments. i glared at them as i walked by. "we shouldn't know until 10 tonight. it's only 5:47, tony." i ignored them and went up the stairs. i needed more coffee. something to keep me awake.

as i made my way into the kitchen, i spotted may sitting with someone i didn't know in the living room. i decided to walk past them in silence. may on the other hand, reached out to single for me. " mr. stark!" she called. i turned around to look at the two of them. i looked at the middle aged man and he nodded. "this is dr. connors. he came to me yesterday. he said he has an idea where they have peter and mj. he wanted to talk to you."

this made me fully aware of my surroundings. the man didn't look crazy, but he acted strange. "okay," i whispered. "come with me." i motioned for him to follow me and he did. i took him to one of the sound proof conference rooms. once the door was shut and locked he started talking rapidly.

"listen. i'm only doing this for peter. he's like a son to me and if i can help-" i cut him off faster than he was talking.

"like a son? what is your relation to peter?"

"i worked with his dad at oscorp. peter helped me finish what his father and i started. yeah, there were some minor set backs, but we achieved greatness. that's beyond the point right now. we have to get them out of there. i've been watching them. at 8 tonight they're gonna kill him." i stood with my arms crossed.

"why didn't you go to the proper authorities? why now? why not save the others?"

"i-i didn't know there were others. i was down there the other day. they're in the sewer under your old tower. stark towers? it's the perfect hide out." he lowered his head and took a deep

eath.

"okay. i'll go and check it out with some friends." i was about to walk out when he spoke up.

"i want to come. i'll be able to show you exactly where they are." i shook my head no and went out the door. "please! no time can be wasted. not even spider-man can get past those men and their high-tech weapons!" i froze.

how did this man know peter was spider-man? why didn't peter ever tell me about this? why was he in the sewers? my mind raced against me with questions.

"i have my own skill as well. i can help." i narrowed my eyes at him. "there is more than two men. i've seen them."

"friday! get my suit ready. tell the others to suit up. follow me." we ran to my lab to find vision and rhodey ready to go. i stepped in my suit and grabbed the man who called himself dr. connors. "hang on. and don't open your mouth." he chuckled as we flew away.

peter parker

early. they were gonna kill me early. word came around that a giant lizard man was running from the sewers and heard everything. of course i knew who it was. hopefully when he changed back to himself, he'd remember what happened. but would dr. connors help us since i'm the cause of his transformations?

i'm just gonna pray that he does. if he doesn't i won't hold anything against him. the guy may not remember he was even down here. or is it here? where is here?

four people walked in the room with smiles on their faces. two walked in with a large metal table. they slammed it on the floor and then chained it to the wall. it wasn't going anywhere. two chairs were placed opposite from one another. just like the torture chair, it had chains and metal restraints. but these chairs also had guns attached to them. they only faced one way, to the person sitting across from you.

someone grabbed mj and sat her down in the chair facing the toys on the other side of the room. i was thrown in the chair facing the door and dead bodies. they put the metal bars over our legs, making them stay to the chair. our left hands were bound to the arms of the chair. our right arm was only chained to the table. we could reach across the table if we wanted to. "what game would you like to play?" the potato head asked. he had a pile of board games sprawled out in the floor. everyone else left in a hurry, leaving sack head and the crazy young man.

i was muttering something under my

eath when he smacked me across the face. my head turned from the impact, slamming against the back of the metal chair. i felt the blood begin to stream down the side of my cheek.

"listen boy. shut up!" he growled. "game." he pointed to the boxes. i looked over my options very carefully. i needed a game that would take a while with only two people. i spotted a five nights at freddie's memory game and pointed at it.

"why that one, peter?" mj whispered. i couldn't speak, but i could sign. "you're right it'd take longer."

"the rules. no cheating. no lying. no escaping. who ever wins gets the pleasure of shooting the other player. we play until one of you die." i stared at mj. she was staring at the gun in her grasp.

"okay. can we change the last rule? i don't think it's-" mj gulped down a

eath as she realized she said that out loud. i started to scream and pull at my left arm. i looked at the men with pleading eyes. he smacked her like he did me.

"play." the potato head ordered. the game began with mj. she made a match the first try. she went again and made another match. the fear in her eyes grew. i had a funny feeling this game was rigged. this game made the other person shoot the birthday kid.