The usually long ride felt incredible short that day. Peter didn't know if Happy was driving faster or if it was him that was anxious, it was probably the latter. But regardless that fact, the truth was that the car was already parked in front of the palace.
Peter got out of the car at the same time as Happy, the driver usually handed him to Steve at that point, who would escort him to Mr. Stark office.
"Steve is busy with the dinner preparations" the driver said to him "you can go ahead; you already know the way" he turned around and entered the car leaving Peter there standing alone.
For the first time ever, Peter entered the palace unattended, and for some reason that made him feel nervous.
After a few minutes later, he understood why. Peter was barely halfway there when a voice stopped him.
"What are you doing here" a voice yelled out, he turned around to see a boy about his age walking towards him with a smug look on his face. "You can't be in here" he announced rudely, stopping in front of him
"Mr. Stark is waiting for me" Peter said quietly as to not enrage the boy. Apparently, that didn't work, because after the words came out of his mouth, the boy's face almost went red in rage.
"How dare you speak of the king in that way, have you got no respect" the boy stop for a moment "oh, I see, you are one of the rats from section two" he said noticing his uniform, making Peter shrink trying to hide it "are you looking for a mommy and a Daddy, is that it? "The boy mocked while laughing.
Peter didn't say anything more, letting the boy continue laughing at him while he stood there uncomfortably. He was an orphan, his mother had died when he was little, he doesn't even have any memory of her, but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt when the boy mocked him.
Finally, the boy quiet down, "what are you still doing here! Don't make me call the guards, I already told you that this place doesn't allow people like you" Peter didn't know what to do, the boy clearly hadn't any intention of letting him through. Suddenly a voice interrupts them
"What is going on in here" it was a guard
"This peasant sneak in here looking for the king" the boy accused him. The guard look at him up and down
"What are you doing in here, the academy is a long way from here" the guard inquired
"Mr. Stark, told Mr. Happy to bring me here" he tried to explain felling nervous about the look that the guard threw at him
"I told you to stop treating the King with such disrespect" the boy once again speaks up.
"He is right, do you know the consequences of your actions. First you sneak out of the academy, second you break in the palace, and if that wasn't enough you disrespect the King. You're lucky if you aren't executed." The guard finished the boy, looking smug as ever
"Executed?" Peter stuttered, would be died for something he didn't do. "But I'm telling the truth" Peter cried out
"Enough of this" the guard yelled out, grabbing his arms and snapping a pair of handcuffs
"Sir, please..." Peter said, panicking as the man started to drag him away. At this point, Peter was visibly crying, tears streaming down his face. How could he not, the man was going to kill him
"Quiet" he told him louder, pushing his arm even harder. He winces as he felt the handcuffs cut in his wrists
"What the hell is going on in here" a familiar voice yelled out. Peter could almost gasp in relief when Mr. Stark appeared in front of them
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The Selection
FanfictionAfter the war all hope was lost, millions had died, and crimes were in a all time high. Until the Stark's took their rightful place in the throne. Two sections were created, Section one, where the rich lived, and section two, where people starved. P...
