The class didn't know what it was staring at, neither did the rest of the world.
Ned looked around, Peter was nowhere in sight. He sighed and hoped Peter stayed safe.

Five minutes ago, the class had been called to the auditorium where they started to play a video. Apperently someone hacked into all the media stations and every channel was playing this. At first it was a white screen, and the suddenly and man came into view. The man had two cold ice blue eyes as they stared into the camera. His blond hair was cut short and he grinned maniacally at the screen.

"Hi there, anyone who recognizes me yet?" The man sneered at the screen. A few kids whispered and then everybody stayed quiet but most of the teachers. They were throwing concerned looks at other teachers.

"No? How fast the world forgets someone can exist. My name is Obadiah, Obadiah Stane. Does that ring a few bells?" Now everybody gasps.

"Oh but, mister Stane, weren't you dead?" The man grinned wickedly at the camera, you could still see nothing of his surroundings.
"No, I lived. And I come back for revenge. So Tony Stark, my man, I got a surprise for you."

Everybody's eyes widened and gasps were heard around the room.
Obadiah moved out of view and a chair was seen. But the chair didn't chock anyone, the person that was on it chocked everyone.

"Time to wake our little guest." Someone of cam threw a bucket with water over the body and that person groaned before opening his eyes.

"Man, what did you hit me with?" A young voice sounded through the room and said person looked up.

"Couldn't you just kept me awake, I mean according to that clock it's been only five minutes since you knocked me out."

People took this in stunned. While the rest of the world was wondering who the hell this kid was and where they found him, Peter's school was looking at this with open mouths.
"Please keep quiet Parker!" Someone yelled through the audience.

"So, I see you didn't take my suggestion." Peter commented when no one answered.
A man scoffed behind screen and Obadiah started talking.
"It would do you well to comply kid. You would suffer less pain and we'll all leave this place happy."
Peter rolled his eyes.

Nobody in the audience knew Peter this chill. They all wondered why he was so calm in this situating. Flash voiced this thought and called Ned out. Ned just shrugged.

"Tell us how to get to Tony's models of his suits." Obadiah ordered. Peter boredly looked towards the camera.
"Why would you even ask me, I'm pretty sure some random kid doesn't know this information."
"Ahh, but you're not some random kid now, are you? Mister personal intern."

Peter sighed.
"Not, Tony burned every paper and there is no data in the AI."
Obadiah snorted.

"Now try again, and without lying this time kid." Still only Peter was in the image. No others were seen. They knew that there was someone else in the room with Peter and Obadiah. But no one knew how many and if they had guns or not.

"There are no blueprints. Besides if there were, it would be complicated for your brain to even understand." Someone in the room gasped and Obadiah came into view.

"You would do wise to think very carefully about your next words or things won't get pretty."

Then he obviously noticed something. He whistled to some guy and a random clad in black guy came into view.

~~

"Don't take my phone." Peter warned.

"Let's give Tony a call won't we?" The guy forced Peter's thumb on the sensor and started scrolling to the phone.

"I warned ya." Peter said before breaking the wooden bar around his feet and kicking the guy in the face. The phone went flying and Peter turned around and caught the phone before turning around again and sitting down. He held his feet out and stopped the other five guys that came into the screem to stop moving.

"Wait wait wait, I have something to say. By the time this is over, you're going to be all face time in the floor and I'll moonwalk out of here." Peter smirked.

One guy shouted to another that this kid was insane. Before they all stormed forward. Peter rolled his eyes and sighed, his eyes went straight to the camera.

"No no no, you're not listening to me
First, You, are going to help me out of this chair. Then I'll jump over you before I break this phone stealing thiefs nose. Then I'm going to call Miss Widow. And since these cuffs are vibranium with ademantium core, I'll do all of this with my hands behind my back."

"How the fuck does this kid know that?"

~~

Tony had been freakin out ever since he saw the stupid face of Obadiah. He had called all the other Avengers and they all stood in front of the screen, trying to trace the signal.

When Peter opened his mouth, Tony basically screamed at him to keep quiet. When they threatened to hurt him Tony frooze. He could move away from the screen. He just frooze in fear for his kid. Then Peter insulted him. The rest of the Avengers were scared as well. Bruce was turning green and Bucky and Natasha were talking in a hushed Russian conversation.

Meanwhile Friday was still tracking, they all stared how the guy stole Peter's phone. They saw something changing in Peter's eyes and then Peter broke his legs free and got his phone back.

"Common kid, I could have traced you." Tony mumbled, breaking out of his frozen state.

Suddenly Natasha gestured to everyone to keep quiet.

"Is that... Is he quoting Charlie's Angels?" Wanda asked astonished.
Natasha smiled like a proud mother.
"He's going to kick ass." She said,her worries melted away.

~~

"Peter is awesome." Someone screamed through the hall. Some kids nodded while others just looked confused.

"Fuck that's hot." Someone whispered. But everybody turned to the girl, who hid behind her hair in embarrasment. MJ threw the girl a glare.

They all watched the screen.

~~

The five guys stormed at Peter all at the same moment. Peter grinned before standing before jumping over the first guy, swirling in the air and lading on another with his back. The chair broke so Peter only had his handcuffs left as restriction. He jumped over a third guy before backflipping a forth.

Obadiah went to punch him but Peter caught his hand, turned around really quick and throwing him to the wall, using Obadiah's strength against him. The he pulled a Romanov. He jumped into someone's neck and threw himself onto the ground, flipping them over. The guy stayed on the ground unconscious. Then he punched the first guy in the face, making him unconscious and you could hear the crack of his bone snapping.
The five tugs layed down on the floor, unmoving. Peter grinned and stole the key from Obadiah's pocket. He freeed his wrists and rubbed them.
Then he took his phone and rang.

"Fuck, they broke the sound. Natasha, I'm putting you on speaker."

"Hey little one, are you alright."

"Yeah, they didn't land a hit."

"Well done, I'm proud."

"Oh and your Russian lessons payed of. I have a map with all the bases of Hydra left in my head and I'm coming to the compound so you guys can smash them. You were right, it's easier to interrogate people while they think you are defenseless."

Peter could feel Natasha grinning.

"Ofcourse I'm right."

"Tell the police that these tugs are at 123st number 5."

"You just did."

"Oh, that's what the Camera is for. I thought they were to stupid to remember the information I would not have given them."

"Come home."

"Rogers that." Peter smirked before ending the call. Then he smirked at the camera, winked, twirled around and moonwalked out of view.

Later that evening, the avengers had a good laugh and Tony didn't let Peter out of his sight for the rest of the month. That encountered awkward lessons in school but it kept everybody from talking to Peter about what they saw on the video.
Also, while Hydra moved away, the most secret bases were invaded that same night and the world was a safer place.

At the end of the year, Peter was chosen as hottest male of the year but that's another story. Al by al, this shows how a movie can save lives, or in this case, kick but.

SORRY YOU ALL, I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO END THIS.

I hope you enjoyed this wicked one shot. I had this idea suddenly and I wanted to share it.

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