This is like probably gonna be at least a 2 shot or 3 shot so yea. So Dr. Zola is still alive. I don't know how but he is so just go with it. Also trigger warning for gory descriptions and stuff like that. Sorry in advance...

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Darkness...

Emptiness...

Hopeless...

Freak...

Hail HYDRA...

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It was movie day in avengers tower. Bucky, Nat, Clint, Tony and Steve all sat on the couches while Peter scrolled through Netflix to find a good movie to watch.

"Ooh! How about Sharknado? It's so dumb that it's funny!" Peter said as he clicked on the movie.

Tony, Clint and Nat groaned while Steve and Bucky looked confused.
"The hell is a Shark-Nado?" Bucky asked. Steve gave him the Captain Language stare.

Peter scoffed.
"It's a tornado with sharks in it!" He said bluntly. Steve choked on his tea while Bucky scrunched up his face.
"Who comes up with this." Bucky shook his head.

Peter shushed them as the movie began. No one understood the plot, but they did all enjoy how ridiculous the graphics and scenes were. Everyone took a liking to George and his stool, but he died so that was over quick.

It was around 3pm when the movie finished.
"Hey dad, I'm gonna go out on patrol okay?" Peter asked.
"Sure kid, just be back by 8 tonight." Tony replied. Peter nodded as he ran to his room to go suit up.

He came running back into the living room to his spider window that Tony designed.
"Bye uncle Clint! Bye uncle Steve! Bye uncle Bucky! Bye aunt Tasha! Bye dad!" Peter called out as he jumped through the window.

"Bye Spidey!" Clint called back.

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It had been around two hours since Peter left the tower and he had stopped so much crime already. He didn't think he would last until 8 o'clock.

He stopped 6 muggings, 8 robberies, 2 hostage situations, got 4 cats out of trees, and helped 3 old ladies cross the street.

He felt so drained that he didn't think he could throw one more punch. He decided to head back to the tower and get an early nights sleep.

That thought hit the fan when he saw a big black van block the alley he was standing in. About a dozen men, all armed, came out of the van. Peter groaned. He really didn't have the energy to fight all these guys right now.

When the men started to charge at him, Peter used every ounce of strength he had left to fight back. Even if he was at full strength he didn't think he could take all these guys. He tried to get Karen to call Tony, but he kept getting hit and couldn't speak the command.

He fell to his knees, as his vision began to swirl with black dots. He was out of strength and had no way of escape now that the men had surrounded him with their rifles pointed at him.

When what Peter assumed to be the leader stepped out of the van, but gasped at the logo on his suit. It was a red octopus with a skull head. 'Crap.'

HYDRA..

Then everything went black.

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The avengers sat in the kitchen playing Headbands while they waited for Peter to return. It was almost 7:30 so he should be there soon.

It was Tony's turn to guess what he was. He was a toaster, as suggested by Clint. When the timer was almost up Tony turned to Clint.

"I swear to god Barton, am I a toaster?" Tony asked through gritted teeth. Clint burst out into laughter.
"Haha!" He said as he almost fell off his chair from laughing so hard.

They played a few more rounds until it was 8:05. Tony began to worry. Peter was never more than 3.5 minutes late. Steve could somehow read his worried look.

"Calm down Tones. He probably just got caught up in stopping a robbery or something." Steve explained.

Tony nodded. He couldn't help but feel a bad feeling growing in his stomach. He hoped Peter was alright...

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When Peter woke up the first thing he noticed was that he was strapped to a big grey chair with lots of little gadgets on it.

Then he looked down and saw that he was no longer in his suit, but in a grey tank top and sweatpants.
"Ew gross. Grey on grey." He thought to himself.

He began to piece together what had happened to him in his mind. He was on patrol. Then he got really tired. Then he got... kidnaped by HYDRA!

He began to panic and struggle against the bonds, when a raspy voice filled the room.
"It is no use struggling, those bonds were designed to withstand The Winter Soldier. Or as you call him, 'Uncle Bucky'." The man said and he began to laugh a laugh that sent shivers down Peter's spine. And he had heard his fair share of evil laughs. This one took the cake though.

Thoughts of panic then flooded his mind. This man knew his uncle Bucky. Were they going to do to him what they did to bucky!?

"What do you want from me?" Peter asked. He tried not to let his fear slip out into his voice but he didn't know if it worked or not.

"Well, when we lost out Winter Soldier, HYDRA went through a tough time. Your uncle was out best Assassin. Now you shall take his place." The man smiled evilly.

Peter's eyes widened.
"W-Who are you?" He asked while mentally face palming himself for stuttering out of fear.

"My name is Dr. Zola. I was the one who took your uncles memories, and now I will take yours as well." The man said. He turned around.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that before we erase your mind, we will contact your family to really crush them. I will have someone come in and prepare you for that in a minute." Zola said as he walked out of the room. 

Not even a minute later, a tall man dressed in what Peter assumed to be the HYDRA uniform walked in with an array of weapons on him. Peter squeezed his eyes shut, and braced himself for the pain that was soon to come.

The man didn't speak. All he did was hurt Peter. He grabbed a whip from his belt, with spikes on the end and began to hit Peter with it over and over again. Peter's grey clothes now had big splotches of blood from the spikes.

Then the man grabbed a long black metal rod and began to hit Peter with hit. Every time the rod made contact with Peter's body, he let out a scream of pure terror. He knew this was only the beginning, though. This was only the warm up.

{•••}

It was officially 10 o'clock which meant Peter was two hours late. Tony was in a full blown panic attack now. The others weren't calm either.

"Friday, track Peter's suit!" Tony ordered.
"I'm sorry sir, but the connection has been lost." Friday said with possible sadness in her tone if that was possible.

Tony sighed and put his head in his hands. He decided he could just call Peter's cell right? He pulled out his phone and dialled Peter's number. It rang on speakers through the floor.

"Hi this is Peter Stark, I can't come to the phone right now so if you're not some scam advertiser just leave me a message!" Peter's voicemail said.

Tony smiled at how innocent and happy his boys voice was. He was so worried about his son. He needed to figure out where he was.

"Tony, what do you think could have happened?" Natasha asked softly. She only spoke like this when she was worried. Which wasn't a good sign.

"I have no idea... if he was hurt his suit would have alerted me..." Tony said quietly.

"Maybe he's just being a rebellious teenager?" Clint suggested. That was followed by four glares.

"You do know we're talking about Peter here right?" Bucky said. Everyone nodded and Clint shrugged.

"I'm sure Pete will be home soon. For now all we can do is wait since we can't track him." Steve said sadly. The others agreed and they all sat down with the same thing on their mind.

Where is Peter!?

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"AGHHHH!" Peter screamed. It was now 11 o'clock. The torture had been going on for almost two hours now. Peter was covered in blood sweat and tears.

He couldn't hold them back. It just hurt too much for him to try and be strong. He knew this meant that they were succeeding in breaking him, but they've been doing this since World War II, and he was just a 15 year old kid.

The man was now whipping him again. He had been for the past 30 minutes straight. This must have been his favourite torture weapon or something.

Peter opened his eyes when the whipping stopped and he saw Dr. Zola walk back in with a satisfied grin on his face when he saw Peter's condition. He mumbled something in German to the torture-man then they saluted each other and torture-man walked out. 

"How are you feeling?" The man said with no actual care in his voice whatsoever.
"Like... a million... bucks." Peter said as sarcastically as possible.

"Hmm, I must say I am impressed. Even after a vigorous torture session you are still full of clapbacks. We'll have to fix that." Zola smirked.

Peter glared at the man. He was still shaking and his face was tear streaked, but he wouldn't, no, couldn't let this man win.

"Shall we call your family now? They have called your cellphone several times now." Zola clapped his hands together as he walked over to a large monitor. It must have been a video screen.

Peter hung his head low. He couldn't bare the thought of his family seeing him like this. He didn't want to panic them more than they already were. They knew he was missing, but to find out HYDRA had him? That wouldn't be good.

{•••}

The avengers had still made no progress on Peter's whereabouts. They were beginning to lose hope when Friday's voice flooded the silent floor.

"Sir, I have an incoming video call from an unknown number. Shall I put it through?" She asked.

Tony looked at the others before responding.
"Yea sure Fri, just record it all okay?" He replied cautiously.

A big screen came down and the face of a very unattractive old man with a scrunched up face came on the screen. Bucky recognized him instantly and looked over at Steve, who also had the same reaction.

"Hello avengers! I am Dr. Zola of HYDRA!"
The man announced in a very strong German accent.

"Zola..." Bucky glared through the screen. This was the man who had put him through so much, he wanted to know why he would be contacting them.

"Ah yes, The Winter Soldier, traitor to HYDRA and my best experiment. So far..." Zola trailed off.

The others looked at Bucky, while Steve gave them a look that explained it all. Bucky was still glaring at the screen.

"Listen smush-face, why are you talking to us?" Tony said with his signature Stark sarcasm.

"Wow, you and your son are so alike." Zola smirked. Tony froze. The others froze too.

"What did you just say?" Clint said through clenched teeth. Zola just laughed.

"Well ever since the departure of the Winter Soldier, HYDRA has been in need of a new super soldier assassin." Zola explained to the furious avengers.

"What are you saying Zola?" Cap asked.
"You know what I'm saying." Zola said as he stepped to the side to fill the screen with a very injured Peter who was strapped to a big chair.

"No!" Tony screamed.

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When Peter heard his dad's voice over the speaker he looked up and saw his uncles, aunt and dad all staring at him with tears in their eyes.

"Young Peter here has proven very successful in the first experiment. Torture. In fact, I would say he is more promising than you traitor." Zola smirked at Peter who just turned away and tried to hide the tear flowing down his face.

Bucky flinched when he remembered what the first experiment was like. He couldn't believe they put Peter through that.

"He's still a child! You're sick!" Natasha yelled to the screen.

"A child he may be, but he his stronger than any one of you." Zola hissed. He walked over to Peter and pushed the helmet over his head.

"Now all that is left to do is erase his mind and he will be all HYDRA! The Dark Slinger will be born!" Zola shouted.

"Don't you dare touch him!" Tony yelled.
Zola just laughed as he pressed a button. As the helmet began to fill with smoke, Peter found the strength in him to yell one, last, time.

"DAAAAAAAAAD!"

To be continued...

Haha left ya on a cliffhanger there! This chapter was intense, sheesh where do I get this stuff. Anyways hope you enjoyed all the sadness and misery! Thanks for reading!
~Taco