I wake up with bright lights in my face.
As I regain consciousness I heard voices.
Remembering last nights events, I struggled, just to find that my arms and legs are bound to the table I am on by cables.
"So. Your finally awake." Said Mr Stark
"Please, please don't do this."
"No. You had your chance."
"Please, I'm begging you, please do not take my mask off."
"Shut up. It's been nearly two hours. The mask should be able to come off now."
I struggled and squirmed in my bindings.
"I have to say Spider-Man, I'm impressed. You have been able to beat us every time. Not many people can do that. Once we find out your identity, maybe you will rethink becoming an avenger."
"Yeah like that is going to happen."
"If I become part of the avengers, then I will be signing off part of my freedom. Part of the reason why I like being Spider-Man is that when I'm swinging from rooftop to rooftop, I don't need to worry about my homework, or my next meal. All that matters is helping people. Before I got my powers it was just waking up, going to school, and then going to sleep after I finished my homework. Now I have these powers that I can use to help people on my own conditions and I am not going to give that up for anything in the world."
They all looked at me.
"How old are you exactly?"
"Wow. You really seem to have figured it out. Well, time for the mask to come off."
I squirmed and struggled, shaking my head violently as buck came over to keep my head still.
His iron grip kept my head in place as Mr. Stark grabbed my mask, and pulled.