Organ Theft

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43224003

Will Peter Parker survive being kidnapped by someone who kidnaps people to steal their organs to use in organ transplants?

TW: Organ theft, blood, kidnapping, non-consensual drug use

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

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Peter hums along to his music as he walks to Delmar’s from his apartment. May had burned dinner again, but they hadn’t felt like Thai, so they had decided to get sandwiches. It was already after dark, as May had arrived home from a late shift.

Peter had hugged her and offered to be the one to get the sandwiches, and May had thanked him profusely. He checked the time on his phone as he waited in the small line. Ever since the shop had been remodeled, business had boomed for Mr. Delmar.

Peter eventually got his sandwiches, at a discount, courtesy of Mr. Delmar who’d known the Parkers since Peter was a baby. Peter waved goodbye to him and headed back towards his building.

He felt his spider sense go off minutely, but as soon as he walked past the alley, his spider senses screamed, and he yelled as he was yanked into the alley. He had dropped his phone in the commotion. He was afraid as arms encircled him. His adrenaline levels drastically increased and he managed to push himself out of his attacker’s arms, but then yelped as a needle pierced his skin.

He cried out for help, and tried to crawl over towards his phone, but he was feeling more and more tired as the drug entered his system. At the moment, he really hated that even with his heightened metabolism, he was still susceptible to most drugs.

He soon lost consciousness.

~~~~~~

May hummed as she tidied up around the kitchen and attempted to clean the skillet that seemingly had burned eggs crusted onto it. She glanced at her phone and noted the time. Peter had been gone for a little longer than she had expected.

She sent him a quick text, but became worried as he didn’t respond after a few minutes of waiting. She then tried to call him, but she got no answer. She then got on her tracking app and tracked his phone. It was showing up in the alleyway close to their building.

May was confused. She quickly grabbed her apartment keys and left the apartment after she had grabbed a baseball bat and locked the apartment up. She followed the tracker on her phone and cautiously called out for Peter at the mouth of the dark alleyway.

She cautiously entered the alleyway and shined her cell phone light around. She saw that there were a few things knocked around, and what seemed to be drag marks in the dust. She then located Peter’s phone and a dropped grocery bag from Delmar’s.

She was scared as she took in the scene. Her kid was missing, and his phone was in that alleyway. Her kid had been taken. She bit her lip and her hands shook as she shakily typed out Tony Stark’s emergency phone number.

It only rang for a minute before Stark answered.

“May, what’s going on? What’s the emergency?” Tony asked in a serious voice.

May shakily replied “It’s Peter. He’s been taken.”

~~~~~~

Peter groaned weakly as he began to regain consciousness. He was feeling awful. He immediately noticed that his clothes were missing. He was close to hyperventilating as consciousness slowly came back to him.

He had a headache as he opened his eyes to glance around his room. He weakly tried to move his wrists, but they were restrained and he was too weak to get out of them. Something was keeping him weak.

He really wished that he could rip the mask that was on his face off. He groaned and whimpered as he could feel pain radiating in his side. He weakly rolled his head to the side to try and see if he could look at the spot where the pain was radiating from, but he had no luck.

He was feeling so weak and the pain was overwhelming. He soon passed out again.

~~~~~~

Tony soon arrived at the alleyway where May Parker had called him from. She stared at him with fear in her eyes as he landed.

She questioned “Do you have a tracking signal for him? Did he have his suit on him?”

Tony responded “I’m sorry, May. His suit’s still in your apartment, and the other trackers are all in this alley. I’ve already got F.R.I.D.A.Y. scanning the footage from outside this alleyway in the time frame that you’ve provided, but neither of us can positively identify who took him. We just see that some guy in dark clothing took him and walked out of the alleyway while carrying him and then disappeared around the corner. We couldn’t even find anywhere where the guy may have taken him somewhere in a vehicle.”

May bit her lip and nodded. She was terrified. She had no clue how they were ever going to find Peter if not even F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s servers could find evidence.

Tony then said “I’m going to have Happy drive over here and get you to the tower after you get some of your stuff. We can’t know if this was random or targeted yet, and we need to keep you safe. I promise you that I’ll do everything that I can to get Peter back.”

May nodded and left with Tony to go back to her apartment. She knew that Tony had already contacted Happy.

~~~~~~

Peter was in vastly more pain the next time he woke. He was terrified as he opened his eyes. The pain was overwhelming as he rolled his head around and groaned. He made the mistake of trying to move his head, and he barely caught a glimpse of his now open abdominal region.

His breathing picked up and he heard someone in the room curse. Peter flinched to the best of his ability as he now noticed that his kidnapper was scrambling around while looking at him with worry. Peter’s breathing accelerated as he began to weep in pain.

He flinched away as his kidnapper rubbed his hand through his hair and tried to quiet him as he fitted another mask over Peter’s face. Peter whimpered and cried, but could not fight as the new mask was put over his face.

He could do nothing as an anesthetic gas filled the mask and his lungs.

It was no relief as the man tried to soothe him by telling him that it’d all be over soon and that he was sorry that he had miscalculated the dosage to give him to keep him out of it. Peter was too weak to rip his head away from his kidnapper’s gentle grip.

He could do nothing but cry as the man wiped tears off of his face. It was not a relief when he finally passed out again.

~~~~~~

Doctor Jeremy Tate teared up as he attempted to soothe the child back to sleep. He had never intended the poor child to wake up during the procedure. He had miscalculated how much anesthetic to administer to keep the child asleep. He held the mask over the poor child’s face as he wiped the tears away.

By the time he’d realized that his victim was a child, it was too late to back out. Plus, he needed the organs for his own patients. He hated that another child would be sacrificed, but it was a small consolation that this one child’s sacrifice could very well lead to the saving of multiple other children from his hospital. He’d been lucky so far that no one questioned how he had so easily been coming up with donor organs since he had started working at the children’s hospital.

He teared up as he removed another organ from the poor child that had woken up in so much pain. Once he had completed removal of the final organ he needed at the moment, he sewed the child back up and cleaned the area.

He took off his gloves and disposed of the surgical equipment once he secured the organs that he had taken. He really hoped that this kid’s organs would turn out to be a match with one of his patients. He would hate it if he had ended up taking this kid for nothing, though with the forged documents, the organs could be used elsewhere if not in one of his own transplant patients.

He then took out a syringe and filled it with a deadly drug that he knew should kill the child without causing him more pain. Had the child not woken up mid-operation it would have been a completely painless process.

He sniffled as he injected the drug into the IV port he had previously attached to the child’s arm. He would wait until the child took his last breath to take the restraints off and re-clothe him. Jeremy disposed of the syringe and knelt over his desk on the other side of the room as he did his best not to cry. He’d never killed a child before. It felt awful knowing that he’d made a huge mistake when choosing who to grab.

He eventually looked back over to the child and noted that breathing had ceased. He tiredly ran a pale hand through his short blonde hair as he sighed. He walked back over to the child. He gently removed the mask from the child’s face and caressed the child’s face while apologizing for the huge mistake he had made.

He removed the restraints and gently picked the child’s body up and took him to another room. He used the utmost care to dress the child in a nice set of clothing. Normally, he’d just dump the bodies in the river, but he felt horrible for his mistake. The lives of children should be valued above all, and he had just murdered one. He had taken one of his old suits out of storage. The sleeves were a bit long, as the child was smaller than he was, but the child looked nice in the old suit.

Jeremy sniffled and ran his hand through the poor child’s hair. He kissed the child’s forehead while apologizing again. He’d figure out a nice place to dump the child’s body later, but for now he had some organs to take back to his hospital for the lab to test.

~~~~~~

Sharon Jenkins shook her head as Jeremy arrived at her lab with more donor organs to test. She had no clue how he was still an employee of the hospital. Every time that he brought in organs for testing, he broke protocol by doing the removal without having prior tests done. They were lucky that the dolt hadn’t gotten them any malpractice suits yet.

This time he had two different organs. He had a kidney and part of a liver. Sharon rolled her eyes as he tried to flirt with her. She soon got the tests completed and sighed in relief as the Kidney appeared to be a match with the young teenager in their ER named Miles Morales. She was just glad that the organ was a match, and that they had just dodged an upcoming malpractice suit.

The liver piece turned out to not be a match for the patient that needed it at their hospital, but she cross-matched within their systems and located a match to someone named Cindy Moon. They’d have to call her parents and inform them that a match had been found.

Sharon reported her findings to Jeremy, and Jeremy had his team prep Miles for surgery. Miles had been a patient in their ER for quite some time. Sharon then contacted her boss and got approval to notify the Moon family that a match had been made. She wondered how Jeremy Tate always seemed to come up with so many organ donors.

~~~~

Happy held May as she woke from a nightmare. She had dreamed about looking for Peter and never finding him. She had dreamed that they had held a funeral for him. It had been dreadful. She couldn’t help but sob in fear as Happy held her.

She didn’t even notice when Tony came running into the room. He and Happy shared a glance. Happy’s worried and sorrowful eyes portrayed a silent message to Tony that he’d been up with May for a while as May sporadically woke from nightmares.

Tony sat in a chair beside May’s guest bed and took one of her hands in his own. She looked up at him tearfully.

She said “I-I’m so scared, Tony. We can-t f-find him! He’s not showing up in any footage or anything!”

Tony sniffled and said quietly “I know. I’ve called in some help though. They work discreetly, but maybe they can help where I cannot. They don’t exactly operate in the legal sense as of right now, and I’ve contacted a few other vigilantes that Peter occasionally works with and told them to keep an eye out. I’ve got people looking everywhere. We’ll find him, May.”

May nodded as she turned her face into Happy’s shoulder and continued to weep. Happy held her for hours. All three of the despondent family members stayed together as they hoped to get the kid back.

~~~~~~

Miles Morales woke up to the happy faces of his parents. He smiled as he stretched slightly. He hadn’t expected to wake up in absolutely no pain whatsoever after his operation. He had expected to feel pretty rough until his body accepted the donor organ.

Hid mother held his face and she spoke. She must have been able to see the confusion in his face.

Rio said “Hey, honey. Everything went well. Your body accepted the donor kidney quite readily. It was rather miraculous. Your metabolism increased and your healing rate increased. You don’t even need dialysis. It’s almost as if whomever donated your kidney was enhanced. You won’t need to worry about that though. Your father and I’ve had some NDAs passed around because of this unexpected turn of events.

Miles then grimaced as he lifted his hand, which was now stuck to the blanket.

The three looked at his hand sticking to the blanket and then each other’s faces.

Miles said “Huh. I guess that this means we know who donated my kidney now.”

Rio and Jefferson shared a look of disbelief. They had no idea that Spider-Man would go to such an extent as to donate an organ to save a random citizen’s life. They were amazed that their son’s body hadn’t rejected the mutant organ. They wished that they could thank Spider-Man in person.

~~~~~~

Cindy Moon woke up after her surgery to similar circumstances such as Miles. Only, she found out about her new sticky situation before her parents ever did, and no one but her seemed to notice that her hands were sticking to the sheets. She knew that she had to keep it a secret if she wanted to stay safe. She wondered why Spider-Man would donate his mutated organs.

~~~~~~

Jeremy Tate got back to his secret hideout, and was very startled to see that the door was open. He raced into what was supposed to be his hidden place and looked around. It looked like nothing had been disturbed until he went into the second room where the child’s body was supposed to be.

He was shocked as there was no longer a body resting where he had left it. Someone had broken in and taken the child’s body. He wondered if the police would be after him anytime soon. Either way, he knew that he had to pack his things up and get out of his no longer hidden surgery lab before he could be found again.

~~~~~~

Peter groaned as he woke up. Everything was hurting. It took ages for him to try and open his eyes. He could feel that he had been redressed in unfamiliar clothing as awareness slowly came back to him.

His arms and legs were twitching so much now. He was in more pain than he’d ever remembered being in before. He twitched so much that his body rolled off the cot that it had been lying on. He groaned as his body hit the cold ground.

It had hurt so much, but it hadn’t felt like any stitches had been ripped. It also helped that the incision sites were mostly healed, but he could still feel the pain from them. Peter laid there as his body continued to twitch for a while. Little did he know that he had actually died for thirty minutes before the remaining part of his liver would send out special cells to revive him and destroy the poison that had been injected into his body.

He was just lucky that no brain damage had occurred due to the temporary bodily shut down.

He was eventually able to gather his wits and shakily stand. He gripped his abdomen as he was met with waves of nausea. Partially due to the fact that he’d been unwillingly cut open, and partially due to the fact that the chemicals which had brought him back had also released byproducts which made him nauseous.

He felt ill as he stumbled towards the doorway to whatever room it was he had been in. He didn’t see any phones, so he’d just have to get out of there himself and figure out where to go from there. He had no clue how far away from home he had been taken, but he did know that he could vaguely hear noises that correlated with the city.

He eventually made his way to the door of the place he’d been held at, and he opened the door. No one came out of the shadows to grab him. It seemed as if he had been left alone in the hellhole that had housed him for the past whoever knows how long as organs were stolen from his body.

He stumbled out into an alleyway. He recognized the familiar aura about the borough as he stepped out. He was in Manhattan, more specifically, Hell’s Kitchen. He stumbled along. He was just grateful that he was still in New York City, but he had to figure out an easier way to get to Stark Tower without causing more harm to himself.

He stumbled along a little further, no one paid him any mind. A wave of pain once again hit him, and he leaned heavily against a wall and slid to the ground. He had no idea how he was going to get back home. He was in too much pain to move. The external incisions may have healed, but it seemed like the internal damage was taking its time to heal, and sending waves of agony through him as it worked.

He grunted in pain, and was slightly startled as he sensed someone coming nearer to him.

He heard a familiar voice call out “Kid? Can you open your eyes?”

He then felt the person gently grip his face. He opened his eyes again. He hadn’t even realized that he’d closed them. All he knew was that once he heard Daredevil’s voice, he knew that he was safe again.

~~~~~~

Matt was angry as he patrolled. Someone had taken the kid, and it was unknown if the kid had been taken at random or if it was a Stark or Spider-Man thing. Matt hated that he didn’t have much to go on when looking for the kid.

He was ever vigilant as he patrolled, and late into the night, he perked up as he heard a familiar, if strained, heartbeat within his range of hearing. He quickly traced a path towards the familiar heartbeat. He could tell that it was strained.

Matt grimaced. He could tell that the kid was in pain. He quickly made his way to where he knew the kid was waiting. He soon jumped down beside the kid, who made no moves to show that he knew who had arrived.

Matt knelt down to Peter’s level.

He could tell that Peter’s eyes were closed and that his heartbeat was irregular as he questioned “Kid? Can you open your eyes?”

Peter didn’t respond to him and Matt’s grimace deepened. Matt gently gripped Peter’s face, and he could tell that Peter had opened his eyes for a moment, but he was distressed as Peter closed his eyes again and practically collapsed against him.

Matt cursed as he picked Peter up. He had to get the kid to Stark Tower. Something was drastically wrong. Matt could tell that something horrible had happened to the kid. He was angry, but he didn’t have time to waste on that anger until he could get the kid to a safe place that could help him medically.

Matt was careful as he quickly jumped across rooftops and made it to Stark Tower in record time. He was just glad that Stark’s stupid A.I. recognized him as a friend now that he was one of the ones trying to teach the kid some decent fighting skills.

It had almost been as if the A.I. had seen him coming. He hadn’t had to go through any hassle as he was immediately granted passage into the building and directed by the A.I. towards the MedBay.

Matt did as directed and sat Peter on one of the medical beds as Doctors rushed in. Matt grimaced and protectively stood by Peter’s bed, but out of the way of the medical team who was working on helping Peter.

Sooner rather than later, Matt sensed the heartbeats of the kid’s aunt and Stark. He also sensed the heartbeat of Hogan and Potts. He wondered when Potts had returned from her business trip that the news had advertised.

Matt reluctantly left Peter’s bedside as the doctors worked to stabilize him and greeted the small gathering of people who were greatly relieved that the kid had been found. He made sure that none of them rushed the bed as the doctors worked on helping the kid.

He could hear the A.I. issuing status reports of the kid’s condition to Stark through an earbud. He could sense the worry emanating from all of their beings. He managed to corral the worried family to the waiting area. He could hear the updates that were given by Stark’s A.I. through the earbud, and he froze at the same time that Stark gasped.

Whatever had been done to the kid, it had caused the kid to die for a short time. There was tissue damage on a small part of the kid’s heart. That explained the irregularity of the kid’s heartbeat. The only lucky thing was that the kid’s mutated DNA was fixing the tissue. Sometimes it was a good thing that the kid wasn’t a normal human.

He continued to listen in as his fury strengthened as he heard that someone had cut into the kid and stolen some organs. There was definitely going to be hell to pay in Hell’s Kitchen when he found whomever had dared to hurt the kid.

~~~~~~

Sharon was vaguely surprised when an announcement was issued to the whole hospital that Jeremy Tate had resigned from his job and that his patients were to be reassigned to other doctors. Sharon couldn't really say that she was broken up about it. She honestly thought that his leaving was a good thing for the hospital.

~~~~~~

Jeremy Tate returned the next day to what used to be his hideout after he turned in his letter of resignation. He didn’t want to risk getting caught by whomever had come in and stolen the kid’s body. Whomever was screwed up enough to steal a kid’s dead body from an already messed up place was too messed up for him to risk encountering.

He quickly began to gather all of his forged document copies and assorted items that he would take with him. He hated that he’d have to leave. He’d owned the place for quite a while and had gained so many organs through his illegal surgeries.

He wasn’t prepared at all when the place was stormed by the police, Iron Man, and the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen.

~~~~~~

It had taken a few hours, but Peter had finally been stabilized and was awake. Everyone had been greatly relieved when the kid appeared to be in little to no pain as he greeted them with a relieved smile.

It also didn’t take Peter very long to tell them what had happened. They had already known that the kid had been cut open and poisoned, but they now had an answer as to what place and what person to look for. The kid didn’t have a name, but Matt knew that it'd be easy to track down the guy that had nearly killed the kid.

Matt was glad that the place he’d found Peter was fairly close to where Peter had been held. Matt had led the way as Tony phoned the police for backup to pick the sick guy up before either he or Matt could kill him for nearly killing the kid.

Matt wasn’t so sure that he’d let the guy live either way. It was slightly cathartic as he busted the door down to the place that Peter had told him about, Iron Man and the police right behind him.

~~~~~~

Tate held his hands up in surrender as he was surrounded by threatening figures. He knew exactly what it concerned.

He paled as he said “I’m sorry. I didn't know that he was a kid when I first took him. Why do the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen and Iron Man care about this particular kid anyway?”

Matt practically growled as he clenched his hands and got in the guy’s face as he said “Because that kid is his kid, and my mentee. We’re family, and you tried to take him away from us. The only thing keeping you alive right now is the fact that the police are here and that the kid didn’t die.”

That was news to Tate as he said “The kid didn’t die?! How?”

No one answered his questions as Iron Man then shot him with a repulsor blast and Matt viciously kicked Tate until he was groaning and whining in pain. The police soon pulled him up after the two furious men were done beating him. He was handcuffed and read his rights. Secretly, he was kind of glad that the kid had survived. He hadn’t killed a kid after all.

~~~~~~

Daredevil and Iron Man parted ways with the police. Daredevil made sure that someone else was covering his territory for the time being while he returned to Stark tower to keep an eye on the kid. Plus, the other vigilantes were looking to him for updates on the kid’s condition.

Matt did finally have enough time to change into more comfortable clothes before returning to the MedBay to sit with the kid for a little bit while his aunt took a brief break though. Pepper had been sitting with May as well while Tony and Matt had handled finding the man that had hurt the kid.

Peter was still drowsy, and recovering, and luckily, he would make a full recovery.

~~~~~~

Sooner rather than later, word got out that the serial killer dubbed "The Organ Stealer” had been caught and found guilty on all charges, and the patrons of the Children’s hospital had been enraged to know that the serial killer had been one of the main people treating their children.

Nelson and Murdock had been very eager to represent any of the families who had felt the need to sue once all of the details were released.

~~~~~~

Peter screamed in terror as his breathing caught. He flinched slightly as he was held close by both May and Happy. They had moved into Happy’s apartment about two weeks after Peter had been kidnapped because Happy had proposed to May.

Tony and the two of them had helped him get through the worst of the nightmares that had been caused by the kidnapping. Though on nights like this, where the nightmares were particularly vivid, he couldn’t help but scream in terror.

May helped coach him through the panic attack that had followed after they had hugged him. Eventually, his breathing returned to normal and his crying turned to small whimpers of fear. He hated that even after the guy was incarcerated, and he knew that he was safe, the nightmares persisted. Not even his nightmares concerning Homecoming were as bad as these ones.

He was glad that he had a good support system to get him through the worst of things.

~~~~~~

Slowly, the nightmares had lessened. They had really tapered off after news got out that Jeremy Tate had been murdered while he’d been sleeping in his prison cell. It had been many months since the kidnapping, and Peter was back to being Spider-Man.

One night on patrol, he felt an odd disturbance in his spider sense. It was trying to draw him towards something. He could tell that it wasn’t a threatening presence. He was rather curious as he let his spider sense lead him.

He was ever curious as his spider sense led him further away from Queens and more towards Brooklyn. He continued onward. Eventually, he could feel the presence of two other people. It was quite odd. He could tell that they were like him. There were two other people nearby who shared his powers. He could feel their spider senses linking and telling them that they were allies in the tangled web that was life.

Soon, he stopped in the middle of an open area, and he stared at two other kids who looked back at him. One was a girl whom he recognized from his own class, Cindy Moon. The other was a younger African American boy.

He was compelled to take off his mask. The three shared a look. They knew that they were connected. They introduced themselves to each other. They all shared the same mutant blood now. They were each confused as they quietly observed one another and showed each other that they had similar powers.

All three of them were confused as to why they had been compelled to come together, and as if someone had heard their question, a voice answered them from the middle of the clearing.

She said “Because, young spiders, you three are vital in saving this universe. I compel you to follow me. You have much to learn. You may call me Madame Web.”

The three young spiders warily followed Madame Web. They could sense that whatever she was going to tell them or lead them to would drastically impact all of their futures and likely the futures of everyone within their universe.

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