Just a quick warning before I begin, this chapter does contain some gory descriptions so if that bothers you, just skip this chapter.

Normally on a Wednesday morning, Peter Parker would be at school. Today, however, he was on a bus with the four available decathlon members, on his way to a nearby city for a decathlon meet.

In the bus there was Peter, MJ, Ned and Flash. Their other teammates had important tests that day that they couldn't afford to miss. It shouldn't be much of an issue since the three smartest members were there... and so was Flash.

"Hey, Penis Parker, looks like you're finally gonna have to share the spotlight huh?" Flash teased.

Peter just rolled his eyes and put his earbuds in. MJ was too invested in her book to notice, and Ned was playing games on his phone.

MJ looked up from her book. 
"Alright losers, lets do some practice trivia." She announced.

Everyone put their phones away and got out their bells. MJ grabbed a book and began firing questions.

"Which sphere contains the air surrounding us?"
Peter dinged his bell.
"Atmosphere?"
"Correct. Next question."

This quick fire trivia went on for about twenty minutes before Peter could feel his Spidey sense alert him of incoming danger.

"Everyone get down!" He yelled instinctively, and to his pleasure everyone held on to the seat in front of them.

A black van slammed into the side of the bus, sending Peter and Ned, who were sitting on that side, flying into MJ and Flash.

Peter remained mostly conscious as he looked around him to see his classmates knocked out. He panicked when he saw five men, all dressed in black walk into the bus.

Peter saw one of them walk over to the bus driver and check for a pulse. There was none, the man died on impact. Peter felt a ping of guilt in his heart that he couldn't save the man, but he knew there was nothing he could do.

He felt his wrists for his web shooters and he found them both attached, but he couldn't shoot otherwise he would reveal his identity.

A man walked down the isle and saw Peter still conscious.
"Looky here boys," the man said gesturing to Peter, "this one ain't knocked out yet."

Another man laughed and spoke, "he looks a little roughed up, shall we put him out of his misery?"

Peter's eyes grew wide. He tried to get up and fight back but he must have been injured because he couldn't even lift his head off the seat.

The men laughed at his pitiful struggle.
"Nighty night kid." He heard another man say. He felt a sharp pain in head, then everything went black.

{•••}

When Peter woke up, he felt groggy. He tried to rub his eyes, but they were tied behind him. The events of before flooded back to him in a painful memory, but he was doing his best to remain calm.

He looked around him, and saw that his friends and Flash were also there. He was in between Flash and MJ, with Ned on the other side of MJ. He was the only one conscious.

What seemed like a few minutes after Peter had woken up, MJ woke up as well. She groaned and panicked when she felt the bonds around her wrists.

"MJ! MJ!" Peter whisper shouted.
"P-Peter?" MJ whispered back.

She sounded so afraid, so vulnerable, nothing like the MJ Peter knew. Peter tried to calm her down, after all this wasn't his first kidnapping.

"Try to stay calm, I know this is scary but freaking out won't help any of us." Peter said.
"O-okay... are- are you hurt?" MJ asked Peter.
"I don't think so, are you?" Peter asked. He figured he had a concussion and some other minor injuries, but he didn't want to worry Michelle.
"My h-head hurts, but I think I'm okay." MJ said. She was beginning to calm down now.

Then, they heard a groan come from Ned. Ned had a similar reaction to MJ, to which Peter tried to calm quickly.

"Hey hey Ned, it's okay, calm down." Peter whispered slowly to his best friend.
"P-Peter? Where are we?" Ned asked.
"I'm not sure but MJ is here too." Peter replied.
"H-hi MJ." Ned said. He must have been in shock. They all were really.
"Hey Ned. Are you hurt?" MJ asked.
"I don't think so. I'm just scared." Ned replied.

Flash woke up a few moments after.
"Ugh my head." Flash groaned.
"Wait where am I?!" Flash panicked as well.

"Calm down Flash! I don't know where we are, but I'm sure we'll be okay." Peter replied.
"Oh god, you're all here too?" Flash said concerned.

They were momentarily taken back by Flash's attitude, but I mean who wouldn't be concerned about the people you're held in captivity with.

They answered with a mix of yeps and yeas, when their attention was focused to a big screen that lit up in front of them.

On it, was one of the men that Peter recognized from the bus. He was still wearing a mask.
"Good, you're all awake." The man sneered. "I hope you all had a good rest?"

"What do you want from us!" MJ yelled at the screen.
"Well, it truly is nothing personal. We just need to finish some business." The man shrugged.

"What kind of business?" Peter asked hesitantly.
"We have been hired to eliminate the one who knows Tony Stark personally." The man replied.

The teens looked at one another nervously. They all knew Peter interned for Tony, but didn't want to sell him out. Not even Flash.

"Who are you?" Peter asked.
"Aren't you full of questions! We are the Grey X Society." The man said and did some weird salute thing.

"I will have someone come in soon to... begin the interrogation process." The man said and the screen went black.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod I can't believe this is happening. We're all gonna die!" Ned hyperventilated.

"Ned! You need to stay calm!" Peter said as calmly as he could. He wasn't gonna lie, he was terrified too. Even if Spiderman was here, he didn't think he'd be able to take all those guys. Plus the guys needed to kill him, and that thought alone was enough to scare him.

Just then, a big door opened and a big broad man dressed in, you guessed it, all black. He had some sort of baton type weapon on him, and he did not look like he was playing around.

He walked in front of the teens, who were all still tied to their chairs and began to speak.
"Alright, this is how this is going to go. I'm goin to ask you a question, and if I get no answer? Then I'm gonna use one of these to get it out of you." The man said as he held up tow batons.

One of the batons had electricity coming from it, and the other was just a normal one, but looked like it could break your bones if you got hit hard enough.

"So, which one of you knows Tony Stark?" The man asked.

Peter waited for someone to call him out, but it never happened. He felt happy that his friends wouldn't sell him out, but scared that they might get hurt because of his secret.

"No answer then? Well looks like I get to have some fun." The man said with a smirk that sent shivers down the spines of the terrified teens.

He paced back and forth in front of them, swinging the electric baton around.
"Who shall be first?" He said to himself, when he stopped and faced Peter.
"You."

Peter was relieved that his friends weren't going to be hurt yet, but terrified of what was coming his way. He couldn't fight back too much, otherwise he would spill his secret.

The man released Peter from the chair, and before Peter had time to make a move, he was thrown across the room. He landed on the ground with a hard thump and he swore he heard some of his ribs break.

Peter groaned as he tried to stand up, but a heavy foot pushed him back into the ground. He then saw the man hold his baton up high and he brought it down onto Peter.

Peter felt every jolt of electricity course through his body. He felt every hit, and it felt like he was being shot each time. He felt the warm liquid escape his body and all he could smell and taste was iron.

He tried to hold back a scream, but the torture was too much. He screamed loudly as the man kept hitting him.

"PETER!" He heard his friends yell. (Yes he considered Flash a friend now since he didn't sell him out.)

It felt like an eternity before the hits finally stopped. The man but his weapon away and chained Peter to the wall opposite of where his friends sat.

"I'll be back later to finish you off." The man said as he walked out and slammed the door shut.

Peter had his hands shackled to the wall, but he didn't need them to feel the injuries that littered his body. His ribs were shattered, his back and torso were covered with blood and bruises and he was still shaking from the amount of electricity he was hit with.

Peter began to cough and he saw the blood that spewed onto the floor. His friends saw it too and they began to panic.

"Oh my god Peter." MJ said sadly.
"I-It's o-okay." Peter choked out.
"No it's not Peter! You just beaten half to death by that psycho!" Ned exclaimed.
"B-better me th-than you guys." Peter said.
"Even after you've been tortured you still try and be the hero." Flash tried to joke.

Peter chuckled a bit, but was sent into another coughing fit where even more blood came up.
"Guys, I-I'm not gonna- not gonna make it much longer." Peter whispered.

"Don't say that Peter! We're all gonna get out of here!" MJ said. She was crying now, but no one said nothing.

"No, b-but you guys can." Peter said.

"Cmon Pete, you gotta keep fighting." Ned said. He was crying too.
"I will until I get you all out of- out of here." Peter said.

"What do you mean Parker?" Flash asked.
"Yea How are you going to get us out of here?" MJ asked.
"Pete you're not gonna-" Ned said. He knew what Peter was going to do.

"I can't let you all die because of me." Peter said. His healing was starting to take effect so he had stopped coughing and choking on his blood.

"There's something I need to tell you guys." Peter started. He was returned with curious eyes from Flash and MJ.
Peter took a deep breath.
"I'm Spiderman."

Flash and MJ's jaws dropped.
"What!?" They both yelled.
Peter managed a small smile.
"Yea so I should be able to break from these chains in a few minutes once I'm healed enough." Peter explained.

"Oh my god... I was bullying Spiderman." Flash said to himself.
"It's okay Flash, lets just focus on getting you all out of here." Peter said.

Peter took a deep breath and pulled as hard as he could against the chains. They snapped off like they were made of paper, and he ran as best he could to free his friends. He couldn't feel most of the pain, since he had so much adrenaline flowing through him.

"Okay guys, just stay quiet and I'll get you all out of here." Peter whispered. He figured the bad guys would know of him escaping very soon, so he had a short amount of time to get his friends out.

Peter grabbed ahold of the three teens and shot a web at the door. He pulled on the web, and the door came flying off its hinges. He managed to run down a few hallways before he saw a guard.

He set his friends down and webbed the guard up to the nearest wall, but he had already gotten a chance to sound the alarm. Peter then wasted no time in scooping up his friends and trying to race out of the building.

Peter was so close to the exit, when his Spidey senses alerted him. He turned around to see the man from the screen shoot a bullet. It was headed straight for Flash.

The thought of all the things flash had done to him hadn't even crossed his mind when he jumped in front of the bullet, getting shot in the chest.

He fell back, but the adrenaline in him caused him to jump back up, web up the rest of the baddies, then race out of the exit.

Peter had managed to take him and his friends a few blocks away from the wearhouse they were trapped in, before the adrenaline wore off and he dropped to the ground.

"Peter why would you do that!" Flash said as he cried. He was actually crying for Peter Parker.
"Because I have to be the hero remember?" Peter let out a small chuckle, but it quickly turned into him coughing and choking on blood.

"Peter..." MJ started but she began to cry and couldn't speak.
"Hey, Hey, don't cry." Peter said as he squeezed her hand.

Ned held his other hand tight. He was crying too.
"Ned, I need you to tell May that I love her, and  that I'm... I'm sorry I have to leave her." Peter asked.
"O-of course Pete." Ned replied with tears streaming down his face.

Peter looked around at his friends crying over his dying body, and managed a small smile.
"Please don't cry for me. I want you all to be happy and to go live your lives and make a difference in the world. Don't forget me, but don't waste your time mourning me either."

They all nodded and Peter continued on.
"You know, I thought I would be scared when I died, but being surrounded by amazing people like all of you, makes it not so scary."

They all managed a small smile and Peter felt his breaths get shorter.
"T-tell Tony, thank you for being my dad and thank you all for being my friends. Even you Flash." Peter said.

"Goodbye..." Peter whispered as he stopped breathing, his eyes lost their sparkle and his hands fell to the floor. Spiderman was dead. Peter Parker was dead. But he died saving three people that would never forget what he did for them.

Flash never bullied anyone again. He invested his free time in community service to make a difference in the world.

MJ kept sketching and reading, but became closer friends with Ned.

Ned still played LEGO, and spent lots of time with May.

They were all sad that Peter was dead, but they were able to move on and continue living their lives, forever grateful for the day that Peter Parker saved their lives.

Wow. That was a long chapter. 2500 words. Anyways I hope you enjoyed. I'm sorry that it was such a sad ending but you know gotta do what ya gotta do! Thanks for reading bye!
~Taco