Spider and Snake [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Matters of the Mind

Let's all get one thing straight... This book's first chapter is originally based on a Tumblr post. All credit of that chapter goes to artemxmendacium, runnerfivestillalive, and secretsaway on Tumblr. All chapters afterwards are from my own mind and the requests of others. I did not steal the idea of this story in anyway. I merely put the ideas together. I have said this in the first chapter, and I give credit to every person that makes a request. I take no credit for the ideas of others. I never have and I never will, I sincerely hope that you all believe this. Being accused of story theft is not something I am fond of, and would love it if that would never happen again. Getting accused put my whole day off and put me in a bad mood, and no one likes it when an author is in a bad mood because then characters will die... Lucky for everyone, however, I have plenty of requests that do not center around harming our beloved duo (though there is a prompt that can cause a lot of pain...)

A special thanks to Lillith_Hellfire, saintpug, KarmaLara5, and Puppens101 for cheering me up and giving me motivation to write again. Without them, it would have been a lot longer before this chapter was posted.

A scream ripped out of a raw throat, echoing off the walls of an abandoned warehouse and scaring away any nearby birds. Though it was doubtful there was any living things in the area outside of the warehouse... any unfortunate animals would have run away a long time ago with the amount of agonized noises coming from inside, and all hope for a human to hear and call for help was lost within the first thirty minutes.

Peter had lost all track of time, not even being able to count a minute anymore. All he knew was the pain being forced on him in the form of mental torture, something so horrible he wouldn't even wish it on his worst enemies. 

He didn't even know how he ended up here, chained to a crazy taser chair that shot electricity through him if he moved too much. He would have willingly taken the electricity at this point though if it meant that the enhanced female standing over him would stop her assault on his mind. She was rummaging around in this mind in a way that felt violating, digging up every insecurity and fear he's ever had with a strength that could break him if she so chose. Each time a new image appeared in his head, a burning pain was brought along with it and made his mind feel like it was melting. Was his brain leaking out of his ears? He wouldn't have been surprised...

But then it was gone, and he was left gasping for air as the pressure was pulled away.

"Spider-Man..." The woman started, circling around his chair. Peter let his head drop forward, no longer having the strength to even attempt to keep an eye on her. "You are close with the Avengers, right? I want you to do something for me..."

Despite his mental berating against it, Peter let out a soft laugh, "If this is your way to ask for a favor, lady, you've got to find a better way."

For his effort, Peter was rewarded by a sharp pain in his head. He cursed silently as he decided to concentrate on making sure he could breathe properly, that was probably his most pressing issue at the moment.

"This is not a favor, because you won't have a choice in the matter."

"Great..."

She stopped behind him, leaning down and whispering in his ear. Peter's eyes widened at her words as he started thrashing in the chair, electricity be damned; he couldn't do what she commanded! He wouldn't! Not even if it killed him!