this is the last part of this short story thingy and also tw for gory descriptions about... stuff yeah... i'm sorry you'll see

Two weeks went by before Peter was able to get out of bed. He still had quite severe pain in his abdomen where he was shot not too long ago. His neck was still stiff, but no longer sore which was good.

Tony was really worried about the kid. Someone was clearly after him, and he barely made it last time. He wasn't sure if Peter could survive another attack from this guy.

Little did Tony know of what was soon to come...

~~~

Yes, yes, yes!

My perfect plan...

My beautiful plan...

Finally ready!

It's time to come home little spider,

And this time you will never leave me...

~~~

Peter sat up groggily and yawned, stretching out his arms. He looked up and saw a smirking Tony Stark in the doorway.

"Morning sleeping beauty," he said, "if you're ready to finally get up I've got breakfast on the table and a surprise for you."

Peter's head shot up at the mention of a surprise. He liked surprises, only when they were good though. Not like a surprise bomb or kidnapping or anything...

He jumped up out of bed, throwing on his midtown high sweater before running out the door to catch up to Tony in the hall. When he walked out into the kitchen he saw two faces staring at him.

"Ned! MJ!"

They both waved and smiled at him. This was the first time Peter had seen them since he had been shot.

"Hey loser, it must really take a lot to get rid of you huh?" MJ said sarcastically. Peter just grinned.
"You know me MJ I always get up, no matter what!"

Yeah well he would soon realize that that's not true.

The three of them sat together at the kitchen island chatting away while Tony served up chocolate chip pancakes.

Suddenly FRIDAYS voice echoed through the speakers. "Boss there appears to be a breach, he's hacking the-" she was cut off by the lights going out.

Peter and Tony jumped up quickly, pushing Ned and MJ behind them. Peter luckily had his suit on underneath his sweater and he quickly put on his mask. Tony tried to call a suit but he couldn't since FRIDAY was offline.

Everyone's attention shifted to the elevator when they heard an unsettling ding and waited for whoever was inside to come out.

They could hear a whirring noise, like some sort of metal devices powering up. Peter's eyes widened as he recognized this sound all too well.

This was the old friends those goons were talking about...

Doctor Octopus... (okay i know he's not relevant in the mcu movies but just bare with me for the rest of the story)

"Hello Spider-Man."  Doc said in a gravely voice that sounded like sandpaper rubbing against well more sandpaper.

Peter felt every hair on his arm stand up as his spidey sense screamed danger in his head. He had barely survived his last fight with Doc Oc, he didn't know if he could do it again.

"Mmm what's up doc?" Peter mocked. Tony looked at him like he was insane, which honestly he might've been.

Doc rolled his eyes, "I have no time for your quips today Spider-Man, I've come to bring you home." He held his real arms out wide, while the metal ones followed suit.

Peter shuddered at the thought. "Yeah sorry to break it to you Doc but there's no way in hell I'm going back to your lair."

Doc sighed. "It wasn't a question, you're coming with me, Peter." He smiled as he saw the faces of the three others turn to ones of confusion and Peter just glared at him.

"Kid, how does this freak know who you are?" Tony asked disgustedly. Doc shook his head,
"Wow Peter i can't believe you never told them about me, I was your mentor, your father figure."

Peter grew angry, "you're not any of that! Doctor Octavius was and you killed him when you became Doctor Octopus!" He shouted.

Doc smiled, "well i guess you're right, but Octavius was weak, come home Peter, i miss you."

Tony grew impatient and spoke up, "alright listen here squid, Peter is my kid and he's not going anywhere with you."

Doc looked at Tony then at Peter with pure rage behind his eyes, "You REPLACED me!?" He screamed. Everyone flinched at his voice.

The villain then sprung at Tony, knocking him over the island and onto the tiled floor. Tony barely dodged the sharp metal tentacles that were trying to slice his head off.

Peter swung over and kicked Doc in the side, knocking him off of Tony for a moment. He grabbed the three of them and brought them behind the couch. It was at this moment that Ned and MJ must've came out of their shocked states as they bombarded Peter with questions.

"Who was that guy?"
"Was he really your mentor?"
"Is his secret lair cool?"
"Is he gonna kill us?"
"Is he gonna kill you?"

That last question made Peter inhale sharply.
"Guys listen, when I first got my powers, I had no one to go to. I remembered this one scientist i ran into at a convention and i called him. His name was Doctor Octavius. He trained me, helped me master my powers and in return i helped him with his science projects. He was working on a set of mechanical arms so that he could work quicker and more effectively. I tried to warn him that the arms had developed a mind of their own but he wouldn't listen to me, and one day when he fused them  to his spine, they took control over him and the Doctor Octavius i knew was gone, and replaced with this monster. I barely got away from him, I don't think I could do it again..."

They were all silent.
"Wow kid... I-I never knew all of this happened..." Tony said shocked. Peter sighed, "I didn't tell anyone because I blamed myself for creating Doctor Octopus, I tried to just forget him."

They all looked at Peter with sad eyes, but before they knew it the couch they were hiding behind was thrown across the room.

"I've had enough of your games Peter. I'm taking you home, NOW!" Doc shouted. Peter slowly backed away, not noticing the tentacle making its way over to MJ until he heard her scream.

"Let me go you freak!" She yelled as she thrashed around trying to break free. Peter's eyes widened.
"Let her go Doc! She doesn't have anything to do with this."

Doctor Octopus smirked as he examined the girl in his arms. "You know, maybe I could just take her instead. Sure she wouldn't last long thought the experiments, but it would be fun."

Peter stepped forward. "No! Take me doc just, just leave them alone... please..." he pleaded with the maniac.

Doc smiled and dropped MJ to the ground, where she ran to get back to Ned. "See, now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

Peter sighed as he walked over to the doctor. He took his mask off and looked at Tony and his friends with sad eyes.

"Pete-" Tony started but Peter cut him off,

"It's okay Mr. Stark I'm gonna be okay, thank you, for everything." He said with a sad smile. Tony shook his head as tears threatened to spill.

There was no time to say anything before Doc had grabbed Peter with two of his arms and swung off.

Not too long later the crazed villain had arrived at his lab and locked Peter in a caged cell.
"Really doc? You bring me all the way back here just to lock me up?" Peter asked annoyedly.

Doc grumbled in response before replying, "I'm trying to get the finishing touches of our experiment finished, so just bare with me for a moment."

After a few minutes of crashing, swearing and more crashing, Doc Oc emerged from the shadows with a smile on his face.

"Come now, it's time to prepare you for the experiment." He said to Peter, who was doing his best to put on a brave face, but was terrified on the inside. He hadn't told the others this, but before he escaped Oc after he went crazy, the scientist did lots of experiments on him, and they were not fun.

Peter was yanked out of the cell by the robotic arms and strapped onto the metal table that he remembered way to well. The doctor grabbed a few wires and began sticking them into Peter's skin.

"Hey come on doc," he winced as another wire was stabbed into him, "you know electrocuting me isn't going to make me want to stay."

Doc smiled as he prepared to flip the switch, "oh I know, but you have no way out, so why would I care if you want to be here or not?"

Peter's eyes widened as doc flipped the switch and painful electricity surged throughout his entire body. He screamed as the current made him thrash around on the table.

This excruciating pain went on for another hour, when doc flipped off the switch and Peter panted heavily. He was drenched in sweat, hair sticking to his forehead, voice raw from screaming and body still twitching from the remaining electricity.

"I'll be back in awhile, I have some things to prepare for our next task." Doc Oc said as he turned down a dark hallway. Peter could barely lift his head, but that's when he saw it.

His mask.

Oh my god he could call Tony! (Just like everyone was telling him to in the last chapters haha)

He whisper shouted to his ai assistant and prayed that she could hear him.
"Karen! Karen! Call Mr. Stark!"

He didn't think it worked until he heard a distressed voice come over the line.
"K-kid? Are you o-okay?" Tony voice shook.

Peter was taken aback, he had never heard his mentor sound like that before. He shook it off.
"Mr. St-Stark! I-I'm f-fine," he cursed the extra electricity in his system for making him stutter, "i-I was able t-to call you, f-from k-Karen." He managed to sputter out.

"Okay kid, hang on im tracing your call okay? I've almost got it just one mo-"

The line went dead. Peter looked over and saw a furious Doc Oc tearing his mask apart.
"Alright you little insect, I've had enough!" He shouted as an arm lunged forward and grabbed Peter's throat.

He was pulled out of the chair and thrown back into his cell. He threw a pair of dirty grey clothes into the cell, Peter assumed he was supposed to change into them.
"Change, then time you realize you're mine, and I know just what to do to make sure you never forget that." Doc said before he turned down the hall to get god knows what.

Peter finished changing out of his suit and into the ratty clothes then leaned his head against the cold metal bars and prayed the call was long enough for Mr. Stark to track him...

~~~

Back at the tower Tony was in shock after the line went dead.
"F-FRIDAY, did you get his location?" He asked nervously.
"I'm sorry sir, the call wasn't long enough," she replied sadly, "but I was able to narrow it down to a 12 block radius."

Tony sighed. That would have to do. He called a suit and headed out to find his kid.

~~~

Peter still sat there, head against the bars when he heard Doc come back.
"I think it's time to have a little fun, don't you think?" He smiled.

Peter tried not to gag at the sight of the villains rotten yellow teeth. He wondered why all villains always had bad breath. Maybe they needed like a villain dentist or something? He chuckled at the thought of Vulture, Oc, Loki, Ultron all sitting in a dentist waiting room together. God not the time Parker !

He refocused his gaze to the manic standing in front of him with some sort of bar? With patters on the end of it?

It took Peter a minute, but when he realized what it was his throat closed up.
"N-no, please, d-don't i-I'll do anything please not that." He begged. This only made the manic happier.

"Ahh i missed your pitiful begging boy." He said calmly, "however this cannot be avoided. It is time I finally claim you as my property."

Peter was dragged back out to the metal table and strapped in way too tight. Doc grabbed another leather strap and forced Peter's jaw open.
"We wouldn't want to damage those perfect pearly whites now would we?"

Peter reluctantly bit down on the leather, and watched in horror as Doc heated up the large metal stick. He tried his best to break out of the restraints but they were specially designed for that particular reason.

Doc Oc quickly returned and lifted up the bottom of Peter's shirt. Peter's eyes began to water as he braced himself for what was coming.

"AHHHHH" Peter screamed in agony as the burning metal was pressed deeply onto the left side of his lower abdomen. He squeezed the table so hard he bent the metal.

Once Oc peeled the metal from his skin Peter's screams died out and he couldn't help the flow of tears that came out. Doc Oc returned with a mirror and showed the traumatized boy the words scorched into his skin:

Property of D.O

Peter threw his head back and sobbed.
"Dammit Otto why, why would you do this to me."
Peter hadn't called Doctor Octopus his real name in years. They both seemed a little taken aback.

Doc shook his head.
"I'm sorry Peter but it was necessary. I can't have you forgetting who you belong to." He sighed.

Peter thrashed around in the restraints as he continued to yell and sob, "Let me go! Let me go! Please!"

Doc shook his head, "you know I can't do that. You're finally ready for the experiment."

Peter looked up weakly when he saw that the villain had wheeled something in. Some sort of machine.
Peter took one look at it and gasped.

"no..."

~~~

Tony had been flying around for hours, and yet he was no closer to finding Peter. He figured there was nothing he could do for now, so he decided to go see if Peter's friends were doing okay.

Let's just say when Ms. Leeds saw Tony Stark standing at her door, she was a little more than surprised.

"Hi, Mrs. Leeds i assume? I'm looking for Peter Parker's friends, Ned and MJ?" He asked politely.

She nodded speechless and pointed to her sons room where the two teens sat quietly, both thinking of their best friend. They were brought back to earth when they heard a knock and saw Tony walk in.

"Uh... hey kids um I haven't been able to find Peter yet so I figured I'd swing by here to see how you guys were doing."

They both looked up at the billionaire with tear stained faces, "we can't stop worrying about him," Ned said. MJ said nothing, just stared at the ground.

Tony couldn't help but feel bad for the poor teens.
"You know what, why don't you guys come back to the tower with me and we try and find him together okay?" He suggested. The two perked up a bit and nodded.  "Okay great let's head out then."

As they flew back to the tower Tony realized he didn't bring them because he felt bad for them, but that he didn't feel like he could be alone without Peter right now...

He had to get his kid back.

~~~

"no no no no no no no no..." was all Peter could repeat over and over again. Doc Oc smiled evilly.

"Yes." He said with venom in his tone.

Peter began to tremble.
"NO!" He screamed, "I-I won't do it! I'd rather die!"

Doc Oc rolled his eyes.
"Oh quit being dramatic, this isn't your choice boy."

He brought the machine over to the metal table where Peter still lay, strapped in, with no possible chance of escape.

What is the machine you may ask?

It was a pair of arms, duplicate to those of Doctor Octopus...

They were different in some way though, they were more slender, less bulky and overall just smaller. This was probably because Peter was a lot smaller than Doc Oc .
The spinal attachment was also different. Instead of thick attachments that would go on either side of the spine, there were long thin needles that seemed to enter in the middle of each vertebrae.

"Please Octavius, please don't do this to me." Peter pleaded. Nothing worked though. The mad scientist continued to prepare the attachment, ignoring Peter's pleas.

Once he was finished he examined Peter up and down.
"Get ready boy, you'll finally have the body of a real spider."

Peter watched as doc slowly removed each strap and after each one closed a metal arm around it so that Peter wouldn't escape.

Honestly, even if Peter had the chance to escape, he was too weak. His body still burned with electricity and the searing pain on his abdomen never went away. The brand was right beside the scar from the bullet, slowly more and more parts of him were from Doctor Octopus.

And this, well this would be the biggest yet.

The villain attached Peter to a harness hanging above the ground, and cut off his shirt so that his bare back and chest were out. His spine was positioned perfectly with the prongs on the metal arms.

Peter barely had time to process what was about to happen when Doc pushed a button, causing the prongs to enter Peter's body and fuse to his spine.

Peter was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. His eyes opened wide and his body pulled itself forward, trying to escape the rods plunging themselves into his spine, and fusing the two together with metal.

It was a relatively quick process, yet still excruciatingly painful. Once all the prongs were fused, the harness dropped Peter to the ground.

He expected to hit the ground hard, but was surprised when he floated in mid air. He looked down and saw two metal arms holding him up.

He shifted uncomfortably as he could feel the foreign metal in his body. It felt so wrong... he felt like... like a monster...

Peter felt worthless, he felt more like a freak than usual. He was... broken.

Doc smiled knowing he had finally won.
"Come now, I was able to remove the flaw of mind control in the suit, but I'm sure that's not necessary anyways because you know who you belong to."

Peter nodded. There was nothing left for him. Tony would never want him back like this. What'd he have to lose.
"You sir, i belong to you."

~~~

Back at the tower the three were desperately trying anything to find Peter.

"Did you try tracking his suit?" Ned asked. Tony rolled his eyes.
"That's the first thing I did kid. The suits offline."

MJ tilted her head.
"What about his phone?" She asked.

The two turned to look at her. Tony shook his head.
"There's no way that freak would be stupid enough not to destroy his phone."

MJ shrugged. "Maybe, but isn't it worth a try?"

Tony nodded. "Yeah okay, FRIDAY track Peter's phone."

The AI paused for a moment before replying, "Peter Parker's phone is located in the Greenwich district, north west of the police station."

They all stood there mouths hanging open except for MJ who smirked.
"Well, go get him!" She said to Tony.

Tony nodded and flew over as quick as he could.
"Don't worry kid, I'm coming."

~~~

Peter was exhausted. He refused to use the arms, so it took so much strength to drag them around. Of course Doc was upset by this so Peter was currently locked in his cell, in the pitch black which he didn't mind.

He hated those arms. The way they make him Ottos property. He felt hopelessness and self loathing overtake his once happy and optimistic mind.

He was about to continue his brooding when he heard that familiar sound of metal touching ground on the concrete. He felt relieved for a moment until he realized,

He couldn't let Tony see him like this. He would think he's a monster. After all he said Doc was one, and now he's the same as him...

He saw his father figure move closer to his cell and as he did so Peter his deeper in the darkness.
"Kid?" Tony whispered.

"Go away." Peter said in raspy voice.

Tony was shocked at what he just heard.
"Peter, kid, it's me it's Tony!" He replied.

Peter sighed.
"Just leave, I'm Doctor Octopus' property now."

Tony wasn't taking anymore of this bullshit. He shone a light from the reactor into the cell and gasped at what he saw.

He saw his kid, his poor kid, curled up in a ball on the ground with tears streaming down his face and these metal arms flopped down on the ground beside him. Tony followed one of the arms to its origin and froze when he saw that they were coming out of Peter's spine.

Peter saw his reaction and looked up, crying even harder.
"I-I'm a monster..."

Tony looked into the eyes of the kid who was basically his son at this point and shook his head.
"You're not a monster Peter. The man that did this to you is. Now come on, I'm taking you home."

Peter thought for a moment then nodded, so Tony ripped the metal bars off the cell and scooped Peter up in his arms.

They were almost free when Doc Oc ran down the hall screaming.
"NO! You will not take him from me!"

Tony rolled his eyes and set Peter down. He pointed a repulser at Doc Ocs chest and fired, successfully knocking him down.

"Come on kid let's go-" Tony was cut off as a metal arm sent him flying into the wall. Peter looked over at the villain who was weak, but angry.

"Peter, you belong to me you-" Peter cut him off.

"I don't belong to anyone asshole, especially not a monster like you."

Peter ran towards Oc, and used his metal arms to easily knock the man out, or so he thought.

Tony ran over to him.
"Wow, great job kid let's go home."

Peter nodded, but just as they were about to fly away they heard that metal whirring noise again. Doc Ocs arms grabbed the attachment of Peter's metal arms

"If i can't have him, no one can."

Tony's eyes widened as he realized what was about to happen.
"No!" He screamed, but it was too late.

Otto ripped the attachment out of Peter's back, causing the kids face to go white and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Tony shot the man, killing him, then scooped Peter into his arms and rushed back to the tower.
"Please stay with me kid, you can do this you always get back up."

When Tony arrived at the tower, he ran past the two teens and down to the med bay. The doctors took Peter, rushing him to surgery.

(Holy shit this is getting way to long wrap it up please)

It wasn't until 12 hours later that Peter was out of surgery. Ned and MJ had gone home, expecting a call from Tony once there was news.

Tony watched as the doctor came over to him, a grim expression on his face. Tony's world seemed to end right there.

"The metal was fused to his spine, specifically his vertebrae, and when it was forcefully ripped out, it displaced all of the vertebrae causing-"

Tony cut the doctor off, "just give it to me straight up, please."

The doctor nodded, "He's alive, but he's paralyzed. He will never walk again I'm sorry."

Tony dropped to his knees for a moment, before composing himself and entering Peter's room. He saw the kid, staring at his legs, a blank expression on his face.

"Hey kiddo." Tony smiled sadly as he sat down beside the hero.

Peter didn't look up when he replied, "it's so weird, I know they're there, but I can't feel them. It's like they're not even mine..."

Tony's heart shattered. His eyes switched from Peter's legs to the scar on his abdomen.
"Peter what's that?" He asked pointing to it.

Peter looked away in shame as Tony lifted the sheet to see. He gasped at what he saw.
"That son of a bitch..."

Peter looked at him.
"It's okay Mr. Stark, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Tony smiled, well at least he tried.
"I'm so sorry kid."

Peter leaned back in the bed and looked at his father.
"It's okay, at least I'm still alive, I guess I just couldn't get back up this time..."

Holy hell finally. That took so long to write but I think it was worth it. I know I didn't kill him like the title insinuated, but i figured that was too obvious. I hope you guys enjoyed this and thank you for reading!
-taco :)