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They must’ve gassed him.
It’s the only logical explanation, and either they gassed him while he was rescuing people, or they knew who he was and gassed him while he’d been leaving home and Mary Jane.
Mary Jane.
She was going to be pissed because it was date night.
He would have to make it up to her.
He groaned lightly as his head pounded, and an all too familiar voice spoke, sounding surprised and wary.
“Spiderman?”
He’d recognized that voice anywhere. It was Black Widow AKA Natasha Romanov from the Avengers, of whom he sometimes worked with. He frowned, and tugged at the ropes. He’d tried to speak, but his mouth was dry as sandpaper.
She came into view then, looking concerned as she approached him. She was decked up in her usual ninja gear, and he blinked at seeing her. He hoped she wasn’t a
hallucination.
She wasn’t.
She began to cut the ropes off of him, and helped him gently from the chair. He finally managed to be able to talk, after she produced a water bottle from…well, he wasn’t sure where it came from, honestly.
“Thanks,” He said, his voice hoarse.
“What happened?”
“Damned if I know. The last thing I remember is swinging through the city, and landing someplace. They must’ve snuck up on me from behind, the cowards,” He muttered, embarrassed.
She smiled.
“They will not do so again,” She reassured him, and he frowned at her. “Are you well enough to leave?”
“I think so,” He tested the webs, and found that they came out exactly as they always had and felt relieved. Nothing was changed. “Yes,” He confirmed.
“Good. Then go, while I take care of some business,” She said firmly.
He frowned.
“What about you?” He protested, and she smiled that dangerous smile that sent shivers up his spine.
“I will be fine. If you like, I will come contact you when I am finished. Where would you like to meet?”
“Uh…my friend Peter Parker’s house,” He rattled off the address, thinking that maybe it wasn’t a good idea, but…he trusted her.
And he had the feeling that she trusted him, rare as that was.
“Good. Now, leave. I will meet you there later tonight, I give my word.”
He hesitated one final moment, before he shrugged and said,
“If you don’t come, I’ll tell the Avengers.”
And with that, he left-not seeing the look of surprise and amusement on her face before she went to go and seek her latest prey.
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