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Avengers: Truf war

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Peter's pov "Hey, Parker. Move, you're in my way," a voice snapped. I turned to see Flash Thompson right behind me.

"S-sorry, Flash," I moved out of his way but he slammed me into the lockers. I can't fight him because of my secret of being Spider-Man. 

"That's the last straw. Meet me in the alleyway by 4th and 5th streets after school gets out. You're going to get it," Flash jabbed me in my stomach and stormed away.

Ned was by my side once Flash walked away, looking worried. "You alright, Peter?" he asked.  "Yeah. I'll be fine," I brushed him off. "Let's just get to class."  We got into science class before the bell rang and the day slowly ticked by. Before I knew it, school got out and I grabbed my stuff from my locker.

Ned walked up to me. "You sure you're alright?" he asked.

  "Yes, Ned. I'm fine. I'll see you tomorrow, ok?" I closed my locker.

  "Alright, man. Call me if you need me," Ned walked off, muttering to himself. I walked out of the school and down to the alleyway by 4th and 5th streets. As soon as I walked into the alleyway, Flash was there, slamming me into the wall. He ripped my bag off, spilling all the contents, the proceeded to beat the crap out of me, snarling insults. All of the sudden, a voice interrupted.

"Hey, what's going on here?" the voice demanded. Flash turned towards the back of the alleyway, still holding me up and his fist in the air, waiting to strike me.

"You'll leave us be, if you know what's good for you, kid," Flash threaten. Then I saw someone walk out of the shadows of the back of the alleyway and I thought I saw the glint of a knife, when Flash was jerked away from me. I slid down the wall. I can't let either of them to know my secret. That would be bad.

  "Is that a threat?" the person came more into the light and I realized that the person was a girl that looked to be at least 16 years old, wearing a strange cloak and green camouflage clothes.

"You cut me. You're going to pay for that," Flash snarled, lunging for the girl, who just step sided him, held out her leg, and tripped him. Then she walked over to me and held out a hand.

"You okay?" She asked. I grasped her hand and she pulled me up.

"Why did you save me?" I turned the questions back on the girl. Flash got up then, growling.

  "Get back here, Parker. I'm not done with you or the girl," Flash lunged forward but got stopped by another cloaked guy, this time a dude. Flash struggled but the guy decked him and Flash landed on a pile of trash, unconscious. The dude shook his hand out.

"Thanks," the girl nodded to the dude who nodded back and he went to the front of the alleyway, stopping and crouching once he got there as if to keep an eye out. 

"We saved you because you needed it," the girl replied. "But are you okay? Where are you injured? Do he break anything?"

"I hurt all over," I replied. The girl called out to someone from the back of the alleyway. "How many of you guys are there?" I asked, confused.

  "You wouldn't believe us," the girl responded, waving her hand. Then another, younger girl came out of the shadows, carrying a kit. The girl holding me set me down as the younger girl came and say next to me. "See what you can fix up on him. Then we'll go see the boss about the kid," the first girl instructed. The younger girl nodded and got straight to work. The dude at the mouth of the alleyway called back in a strange language that I didn't recognize. The first girl nodded and turned back to me.  "Listen, kid. We have to go. If you need help or someone to talk, call this number and ask for the Zulu team. Please don't tell anyone about us," the first girl handed me a card with the symbol of black claw marks. Before I could thank them, the strange three kids disappeared in the back of the alleyway, dragging Flash behind them. Then I heard voices coming from the mouth of the alleyway and turned my head to see Mr. Stark coming into view, looking worried.

"Peter! Are you alright?" he rushed over to my side, checking me over and gently picked me up. "Guys, I found him." The other Avengers rushed over, speaking over each other.

"What happen?"

"Who did this?"

"If I meet the guy, I'm going to beat the crap out of them."

"Guys! Peter needs to get back to the tower and heal up," Mr. Stark interrupted them. All of them nodded in agreement and we went to the tower. Doc. Banner and Mr. Stark made sure that I was comfortable, after they stitched me up. Mr. Stark called Aunt May to tell her that I will be staying at the Avengers Tower for a while, which she agreed to. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep, thinking about the three strange kids.