Avengers Oneshots

In which Peter gets kidnapped

Note: Peter is 27 in this, Tony is 32 and Ned is like 34, and basically a bad guy. Also, this is an alternative universe where the Avengers as such don't exist.

--- now ---

--- Peter ---

I walk into the bar that I've been going to for the past 5 years, 4 nights a week. My life is messed up. Tony gives me 10 grand to pay my debt, but what do I do instead? I buy coke with it because I'm a screw-up. I don't even have the coke anymore, somebody broke into my house and stole it so that's great, just perfect. Drinking my whiskey, a lady is sitting next to me.

"Are you going to buy me a drink?" I glance at her, the bars dim lighting barely making her visible.

"No." I finish off the drink and stand up to leave, but someone calls my name and tells me to come over to their table.

"Peter! Long time no see! Come over here, we should catch up!" Ned. I turn around and walk over to his table, where he is sitting in the middle, guys that work for him sitting around him, including Flash, an old friend of mine. "You owe me." I look at him confused.

"What?" I chuckle. "What do I owe you?" He raises his eyebrow and tilts his head.

"What do you owe me? I made you. I made you into the great person you are today. I was like a father to you, until you became an intern for that Tony Stark."

"Yeah, and you also had me do my first line at 15." as I say that, Ned snorts a line up his nose, and offers me some too. "No, I'm not doing your shit. It's not only coke, know that much." he shrugs.

"Your loss." he gets out a pipe and hands it to a friend of his. "Anyway, I know a way that will pay me for making you into who you are, and we're talking six figures each." I lean closer to him.

"Six figures?" he nods. "How?"

--- 6 days earlier ---

--- Tony ---

Rhodey pulls in front of my house, and I greet him walking over to his car. "Hey man, what brings you here?"

"It's Peter. He didn't buy a bag, he bought a pack. We're talking like, almost a kilogram, Tony. Where did he get the money for that?" I look down at the ground, I should have known this would happen.

"I gave him 10 thousand dollars for him to pay off his debt." Rhodey sighs.

"I won't give him out okay? I don't care that I should do my job and arrest him but I won't. He is still a friend of mine. I'm just worried about him. He could O.D. you know that right?" I nod at him.

"I do. He's coming over for dinner today, including MJ and Cindy." Rhodey looks down sadly. "What?"

"I just, I, I feel bad for him you know? He's 27, and his life is so fucked up. MJ got a divorce with him because he is, well, a drug addict, and now he can only see his kid once a year when they all come here." I nod.

"Yeah. I'm gonna ." I shake my head. "I'm going to talk to him today. He's basically like a brother to me."

"I've got to go now though, have work stuff to do."

"Yeah, see you." He starts the car and drives away. "Oh, and happy 4th of July."

--- later that night ---

--- Peter ---

"Are you going to pay?" MJ looks at me as I sit on the couch with a beer in my hand. "I asked you a question jackass."

"You know I don't have the money right now." she scoffs.

"That's because you spend it all on drugs."