So, we've been putting off writing this. So I finally decided to sit down and finish the last two parts while I can as I'm sick.
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"MJ? Your seeing this to right? I'm not crazy." Ned asked, not tearing his eyes off Peter. "No Ned, you're not crazy"MJ seemed just as starstruck, if not more. "Why does he have a slight Sokiovian accent?" Peter's head snapped 'round at someone asking that question "Do I? Dammit I do don't I" Ned was in awe, Peter had heard him "Stupid HYDRA" he mumbled. Along the way, everyone in the class had gone quiet except the two in the corner (Ned and MJ).
"Мама Паук how do you put up with my accent?" He laughed, though it sounded different to Ned and MJ, he sounded different and not just because of the accent. If you think about it he looked different too, black clothing, knife holsters around his legs, eyes darker and more broken, like he had been through unimaginable things. Which he had. "I don't know Маленький паук, but I like it" Peter smiled at his Russian Aunt but it wasn't as bright as it used to be, or as jolly. Nothing about him was.
"Well, Midtown high we will be showing you around, let's go to the training room first" Peter was very uncomfortable, for some reason everyone's eyes were on him, watching him but two people at the front of the group especially and Peter hated it. So when they got closer to him he decided to ask "Why are you staring at me" he snapped coldly "I-I uh s-sorry" The boy with dark hair replied. Peter didn't respond he just looked away. Ned wasn't having it though "Peter, what happened to you?" He asked worriedly "W-what? Why are you asking, I've never met you before" Peter was suspicious, first they were watching him and now that boy was asking him questions. He was sure he didn't know the boy, but he could never tell. God he hated the whole being brainwashed thing.
"What do you mean you've never met me before? I'm you best friend!" Peter froze, best friend? He kinda recalled the boy but only slightly "I-I don't know what going on anymore, Auntie Tasha!" Peter exclaimed "Yes Peyta?" Natasha replied "Why, is the boy saying he knows me? Did I used to know him?" his last sentence was what caught everyone's attention. They didn't know why he said 'Did I used to know him?'
"Yes you did Маленький паук." Natasha responded. Peter was stunned "What's his name?"
"His name is Ned Leeds." Tony happened to walk in as that question was said "Thanks dad" Peter mumbled, truth be told he was becoming quite overwhelmed "I'm leaving" He needed to go before everything became to much, other wise he would hurt someone. Seriously. "Okay, be safe" And with that said Peter rushed up to gus room
"Tony you know what he's gonna do right? He's not the same boy before, who would talk to people about his feelings. No. That's not him now, if anything he'll be playing with weapons and you know it"
"I know Natasha, I know. Can you talk to him? You seem to understand what he's going through on another level, well more so than me anyway" Natasha nodded and ran up the Pent house stairs. Ready to talk to her nephew.
Peter was layed down on his bed, legs sprawled open. A set of throwing Knives found themselves next to him, as the teen fiddled with the blade before throwing it at the wall. "Nice aim kiddo" Natasha stood leaning against the door frame with her arms folded "Thanks" Peter muttered, not taking his eyes off the weapon in between his fingers.
Natasha made her way over, sitting down on the other side of the bed "Throwing knives isn't healthy Маленький паук" (translation: Little spider) Peter looked at her for the first time since she came into his room "Я знаю, это просто с тех пор HYDRA я был так перепутались И я просто. Я просто хочу быть тем, кем я была Мама паук." (translation: I know, it's just ever since HYDRA I've been so messed up. And I just, I've just been so angry, I just want to be who I used to be Mama spider) "I know Petya, I know" She pulled him into a hug, not knowing that Tony had brought up Ned and MJ who were standing at the door. They had understood every word Peter had said as FRIDAY had translated it for them in Tony's watch. "What happened to you Peter?" MJ said, making her presence known to the to ex-assassins "Who is HYDRA?" Ned was the one to speak this time, stepping forward and through the door.
"I don't want to talk about it" Peter hissed, pulling away from Natasha.