It was finally time. Peter got to go on his first patrol in almost 5 months! He was so happy and excited and he couldn't wait to show New York that he wasn't dead!

He was kind of bummed out that some of his family had to leave, but it was alright. Sam, Rhodey, Vision, Bruce and Wanda all decided to take time off, but he still had Natasha, Bucky, Steve, Clint and of course his dad Tony.

Of course, he couldn't help but think about if he would be attacked by that guy who wants to ruin his life...

But now is not the time to worry! He needed to go help New York! He smiled at the suit that lay in front of him. The one he had so many memories in, good and bad.

Good when he first put in on in that hotel room in Germany, but bad when the building crushed him. Good when he spent hours upgrading it with Tony, but bad when he got stabbed that one time on patrol.

He slipped it on and slowly put the mask on. A happy Karen greeted him.
"It's good to have you back Peter." She said. Peter smiled.
"It's good to be back Karen."

Peter walked down into the common room since he wasn't allowed to use his spider window yet, and he had to give his dad hourly updates.

He waved to everyone and then Tony walked over to Peter and hugged him. Peter hugged him back but chuckled.

"Come on dad, it's just patrol! I'll be fine!" Peter said. Tony pulled away and smiled sadly.
"I know Pete, but I'm just nervous is all..."

Clint chimed in with cooing noises.
"Awww how adowable, Mama Tony is worried about his wittle baby Peter." He teased.

Tony threw a pillow at the archer's head.
"Shut it Barton." He said.

Everyone chuckled. Peter waved goodbye and hopped out the window.

"Don't worry Tony, he's strong, he'll be fine." Steve said. Tony looked at him with pain in his eyes.

"Strong or not, that guy took all of you down, so he can probably take Peter down too..."

{•••}

"So little spider has left the tower huh? Maybe I should attack him now...

Or, I could wait until New York gets their precious hero back, then crush their spirits again?

Hmm which to choose... which to choose..."

{•••}

Peter was swinging through the air happily. Every civilian he passed cheered when they saw him. He heard a scream from an alley and swung to the rescue.

He touched ground behind the crook, and saw that he only had a lousy knife. Peter cleared his throat and the crook turned around.

"Hey man! How's it goin? You know I was really hoping I could retire, but I guess with morons like you still around I've got a job to do." Peter said as he webbed the crook to the wall and the woman ran off after thanking him.

Peter grabbed some paper and wrote a note that he stuck onto the crook.

'I'm baaaaaack!'

Then he swung off to finish up patrol. It was great. He really missed this... but he was back now and everything was alright.

Peter felt his spidey sense go off in the back of his mind and he spun around to protect himself, but saw that no one was there. He skeptically kept swinging forward, but he couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following him.

He arrived back to the tower with no problems, and walked into the living room, frazzled. He took off his mask and sat down as his family greeted him.

"Hey Peter! How was patrol?" Bucky asked. Peter didn't respond. Natasha walked over to him and knelt down to him.

"Peter? What's wrong?" She asked. Peter looked into her eyes with fear in his.

"I-I-... someone was following me..." Peter said quietly. Tony walked over now too and sat beside the boy.

"Who was it Pete?" He asked softly. Peter shook his head.
"I-I don't know but I could feel it. My spidey sense wouldn't stop ringing all night..."

Peter stood up to go and get a glass of water, but his spidey sense started blaring in the back of his mind. He ducked just as a bullet wizzed by right where his head was.

Everyone jumped into action. Tony called his suit, Natasha and Bucky drew their guns, Clint armed his bow and Steve had his shield ready. Peter also still had his suit on so he was prepared.

Suddenly, Peter was thrown back against the wall furthest from his family.

"Peter!" Tony shouted and they tried to run to him. Peter stood up and groaned but the hit wasn't that hard. He ran to his family, but a clear wall separated them.

"What the hell!?" Bucky yelled as they realized they couldn't get to Peter. Suddenly, Peter spun around and dodged another bullet.

He looked behind him and saw him. That guy that wouldn't leave him alone. Except this time, his family was trapped on the other side of some wall and had no way to get to him.

"Hello Peter." The man snarled. Peter got into a defensive stance.
"Oh great, you again?" He said with sarcasm, but still kept his guard up. This wasn't some low grade robber, this guy knew what he was doing and if Peter wasn't careful, he could probably kill him.

The man chuckled coldly.
"Oh yes, it is I again Spiderman."
Peter rolled his eyes. He wasn't wearing his mask so the guy saw it too.
"Who are you anyways?" Peter asked.

The man shrugged.
"Perhaps I'm your biggest enemy? Perhaps I'm your closest ally? Perhaps I'm your biggest nightmare? Or perhaps I'm always in your dreams?"

Peter groaned annoyedly.
"What's up with the riddles Mr. dream nightmare?"
That's what he decided to call him now.

Mr. dream nightmare chuckled.
"It is not time for you to know who I am yet, since it is only phase 2."

Peter was confused.
"Phase 2? Was there a phase 1?"
Mr. dream nightmare chuckled again.
"Indeed there was."

"So what's your master plan huh? Are you gonna torture me? Kill me? Make my life miserable?" Peter asked. Mr. dream nightmare smirked.

"I'd say a bit of all three and something more..." he said. Peter tried to keep his Spiderman charm facade up, but this guy really freaked him out.

And so when Mr. dream nightmare charged at him, Peter was distracted and got knocked down.

The avengers on the other side of the wall hollered, but Peter couldn't hear them. He saw Mr. dream nightmare come really close to his face and smirk as he lifted Peter up and threw him back into the ground.

Peter groaned and tried to stand, but a heavy foot on his back knocked the air out of him and kept him where he was. Peter felt ropes being wrapped around him too tightly and then more rope as he was placed in one of the wooden chairs.

On the other side of the wall, Natasha grew curious as she saw what this idiot was doing to Peter. She knew what he was going to do. It was a type of torture very common for interrogations, not as harmful physically as it is mentally. Enough to completely psych someone out.

Mr. dream nightmare circled slowly around Peter as he twirled a needle around his fingers. The avengers began to scream louder, but their voices didn't make it through.

Peter struggled against the ropes, not wanting another foreign substance injected into him, but it was no use. The sharp needle plunged into his arm and Peter winced as the liquid was pushed in.

He began to feel dizzy and groggy, as all he could seem to focus on was Mr. dream nightmares voice.

"Let's get this started, shall we?"

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Dun dun dunnnnn! Ooh I hope this chapter wasn't completely horrible. I have a quick favour to ask of you guys! As you know Mr. dream nightmare's identity is a secret but it will obviously be revealed eventually. I actually don't know who I want him to be, so maybe just comment some suggestions and maybe I'll pick one from there. Of course I won't say which one because I don't wanna spoil anything! Thanks!
~Taco