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writing to the void 🌾 chapter nine

a peter parker x oc story

SUMMARY: A series or letters written to Peter Parker, from his girlfriend while he was stuck in the soul stone.

A-N: not sure what else to put here except, enjoy.

[chapter nine]

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Dear Peter

Honestly, I’m not sure how to start off with this letter. To be honest, I don’t think I was planning to write at least three of these letters when I first found about your disappearance. But, i am and it still hurts. The grief that is. It still feels like my heart has been ripped from my chest at the mere thought of you. I don’t think I’ll ever escape the pain of losing you.

Anyways, I smiled last night. The first real smile I have ever shown since you disappeared. I wasn’t expecting too at all, as all my smiles have been false to hide my grief and pain. But, yes I smiled. It felt…great. It happened at a party I had attended last night, one that Eleanor had practically begged and dragged me to. Of course I wasn’t planning to go at first, I originally wanted to remain locked in my bedroom and either watching TV or reading a book. But I did, and i do not regret going. It felt great to be out of the house, and out of my bedroom to just enjoy the party for at least a night.

I made a new friend there, ever since Eleanor decided to ditch me in the hall as soon as we had entered, just so she could do who knows what. I had been seated in the living room at the time, when a new presence showed beside me. It was a guy, he was quite tall and hot if I were to be honest. I wasn’t sure why he came to talk to me then, but he did. He introduced himself as Brayden, and we soon got into a conversation regarding ourselves. He was kind, and he was such a great guy too!

I remember later that night, as i comfortably sat under the covers of my bed, I felt like texting him. I felt like ranting to him over text. I felt like ranting to him about everything going on in my life, my feelings, this grief and most importantly. You, Peter Parker. I didn’t though. I didn’t want to scare him off. Even though he seemed like such a good listener when I met him earlier.

I guess, by meeting him and gaining Brayden as a new friend. It gave me a little bit of hope that I can move on. Move on with my life. No matter how hard it will hurt me doing so.

I love you.

Sierra Kenzie

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the girl who hopes to move on.

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writing to the void 🌾 chapter eight

a peter parker x oc story

SUMMARY: A series or letters written to Peter Parker, from his girlfriend while he was stuck in the soul stone.

A-N: here is the next chapter finally! I am sorry it took so long, but it is here now!!

[chapter eight]

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Sierra wasn’t sure what she was doing here. She wasn’t usually one for parties at all. Especially ones run by the popular kids of Midtown High. I guess, she only came because Eleanor had begged her to, and so here she was. Standing in the living room of some stuck-up kid’s home, a very thin strapped dress hugging her figure nicely and a red solo cup filled with - Sierra couldn’t actually tell what alcohol it was, as she never was a big drinker. She tucked a strand of brunette hair behind her ear, with her free hand and observed the other partygoers around her. Music loudly blasting from the DJ in the corner of the room, as people either danced with their friends, or made out together in corners.

Sierra sighed gently, her eyes soon searching through the crowds of drunk teenagers for her best friend, who had seemed to of disappeared the moment they entered the house. Even though, the brunette remembered her friend would stick by her side for the party, or at least most of it. So where was she? She thought quickly.

“You don’t look happy to be here.” An unfamiliar voice sounded out from beside her, catching the attention of the female herself. The girl took a small sip of her beverage before turning her head to the side, where she soon spotted an unfamiliar male stood in close proximity to herself. He was attractive. She couldn’t deny that, as it was painfully obvious. With his messy black hair sitting atop his head, a few curls fell in front of his face. His jawline looked as if it could cut glass, eyes a gorgeous shade of green and he just looked perfect.

“Just not a real fan of parties…” Sierra muttered quietly, as she proceeded to swirl the remaining alcohol in her cup. Not even bothering to look up at the guy in front of her. Her mind was slowly drifting back onto Peter, who she still missed terribly. She missed his curls, and his laugh which sounded adorable when she told him a funny joke. But, most importantly she missed him. Just his usual goofy self. At those thoughts, she felt a small smile grace her features, just thinking of her boyfriend. Or…would he be considered ex boyfriend now? The girl didn’t know.

“Would you like some company?” The attractive-looking male questioned curiously, a small smile adorning his own features. He looks good smiling Sierra thought suddenly, wait what? What am I thinking? The girl quickly snapped back into reality, and looked back at the boy in front of her.

“Sorry, um sure, I’m Sierra by the way….” The brunette trailed off. She tucked another piece of her hair behind her ear, as she answered him. The ghost of a smile returning to her features slowly, as she soon took another sip from her drink.

“Brayden.”

Time flew by quickly for the two teens, as they continued to engage in conversation in the living room. As they enjoyed the remainder of the party happening around them, they seemed to be in their own little world as they ignored the other teens and proceeded to remain invested in whatever they were currently talking about. Sierra smiled then, not a fake one which she has now resorted to using in public, ever since Peter’s disappearance. She showed a real, genuine smile fall into place on her features. One that both her brother and Eleanor haven’t been able to get her to show.

By the end of the night, and the party had finished a few minutes ago. Sierra managed to exchange numbers with Brayden, her new friend and stood out the front of the house. While she waited for her older brother to pick her up, considering she was a hopeless driver, and all the alcohol that had been flowing through her veins previously. The brunette let out a small sigh, her heels which Eleanor forced her to wear, were now killing her feet as she got into her brother’s car. The smile she had held previously still hadn’t disappeared yet, remaining on her face. This caught Xander’s attention, knowing fully that all her smiles were fake now and she was rarely seen with a real one. He was confused at this, his eyebrows furrowing gently at his sister’s odd behaviour.

“Sierra? Are you ok? Are you sick?” He jokingly asked, beginning to drive off along home towards their home, his sister just having finished buckling up her seatbelt as he drove. The girl in question just shrugged and muttered out a small ‘No’ and rested her head against the car window, staring gently at the many buildings that went by quickly that night. She was just happy that she had hopefully made a new friend, and was excitedly waiting for tomorrow, to thank her best friend for dragging her to the party. As if she hadn’t gone, then she wouldn’t of even showed a real smile again through her grief.

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Pairing: Peter Parker x OC
Genre: Friendship/ Adventure/ Family
Warnings: Flashback chapter

Story  Summary:  Ten minutes. Ten minutes was all it took. She found his backpack in the alley and left before he got there. Now, before Peter knows it, Ned thinks he has a secret girlfriend and Spider-man has to be her kibble runner.

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1932 - Kamar-Taj

After that… After she’d shown the Ancient One a glimpse of the future. Of the coming Titan… The Sorcerer Supreme disappeared for several days.

That had terrified Renny more than anything. Had she unintentionally turned away the only person who could possibly help her?

She panicked when the Ancient One didn’t return four days later. The whirl of her emotions made her control slip and she became practically useless with spells. To stave off the feeling of helplessness, she pored her time going over the books in the library again. Maybe she had missed something…

It was on the eighth day when she jolted awake on a library desk that she turned to see the Ancient One looking at her, a hand on her shoulder. Renny didn’t know what to say. She wanted to apologize, but the woman spoke before she could.

“You showed me barely a glimpse of your knowledge, and already it has proved a burden on my mind.” The Ancient One was no stranger to seeing terrible futures. She stopped many of them, after all. But she had not seen the level of loss and destruction like what Renny had shown her. It was also beyond what she knew to be her demise. “I can only imagine what weight you must feel crushing your shoulders.” The woman’s eyes seemed tired, but she showed no other outward indication. She sighed, standing straighter, pulling her shoulders back and talking with the authority and power that Renny was used to hearing.

“I will give you access to the Book, but only under my supervision. It will not leave the library. Whatever notes you make, you can store them only in your mind. None of it will be written down.” Renny could only nod while sparks revealed a hidden doorway in the wall. As she followed after the Ancient One’s trailing robes, she prayed that her memory and her grasp of the mystic arts were good enough to master the spells that she needed. She was no Stephen Strange, after all. She didn’t have his incredible intelligence or his photographic memory.

Access to the Book of the Vishanti did give Renny the spells she needed, however, she still needed to learn them properly. Not being able to take down notes made things incredibly slow going. Yes, she could practice as much as she wanted to on her own, but she could only correct herself if something went wrong when the Sorcerer Supreme corrected her, or when she had the chance to look through the book again.

It took several more months for her to grasp the major spells, and many more to modify and perfect them for her specific use.

All in all, she had spent almost eight years in Kamar-Taj preparing and learning what she could before she requested her leave.

The Ancient One nodded, putting her hands once more on Renny’s shoulders.

“You will need to search for a proper place to construct your own sanctum. In this endeavor, I cannot help you. My place is here, in Kamar-Taj.” The woman then turned and looked out to the horizon where the sun was just beginning to rise.

“Thank you.” Renny’s voice shook. The Ancient One was more than a teacher to her. In a world where she had lost everything and everyone she knew, the woman had become a sort of grandmother to her. “I would never have been able to get this far without you. God knows I would have probably died a long time ago if you didn’t help me.” The girl’s smile was watery, but she dared not turn to the Sorcerer Supreme, only keeping her eyes forward as well.

“You are most welcome. I thank you as well for what warnings you were able to give. There will be many dark times to come, but knowing that you will be doing what you can to protect those who will stop it, it brings me peace.” The woman let out a slow breath, Renny thought it was meant more to calm her than the Ancient One. “You have come far, but there is still so much further to go… so much to do, and you may not even see the end. Take care, little one.” The woman’s pale eyes flicked to the girl for a moment before tracing the mountain range again. “Kamar-Taj will always be open to you. Just so you know… Try to visit at least once… before the end.”

Renny choked on a sob and felt the tears gather at the corners of her eyes, ready to spill. She didn’t have the heart to even comment on the nickname this time. “Of course I will…” She managed to whisper hoarsely before moving to unclasp the vambraces on her arms. She’d gained enough control without the artifacts over the more recent years, even if her spells were incredibly taxing without them. It would be difficult, but not impossible. She would manage. 

“Keep them.” The Sorcerer Supreme said simply. “You are aware, they would have never worked if they did not choose you in the first place. They are yours. To help you in your quest.”

A quick nod and Renny conjured a portal to New York and stepped through before her tears could slip down her face. She knew that a moment longer standing beside the woman who she considered a grandmother, even a mother-figure, she might not build the courage to leave again for a long time. The girl could not stop herself from looking back though.

The smile on the Ancient One’s thin lips was wistful. When the portal dissipated a second later, Renny collapsed onto her knees and sobbed, letting her tears flow.

She couldn’t deny the feeling in the pit of her stomach that told her that that could be the last time she and the Sorcerer Supreme would see each other.

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1943 - Belgium

“Think she’s comin’, Steve?” Bucky said, loading his rifle.

“Can’t see why not. If she showed up all the way at the HYDRA base for you, of course, she’ll be at the raid.” Steve answered, strapping his shield to his back.

“Who you talkin’ about there, Cap?” Gabe Jones piped up.

Steve and Bucky shared a look and a sly smile.

“Just a friend.” They answered.

It had been over eight years since they first saw her… Well, since Steve first saw her anyway. Bucky swears that he’d seen her somewhere before.

The girl who showed up like a fairytale. Because what other word could there be for her? A girl who’d barely aged the whole time they knew her. She always looked to be nineteen, maybe twenty or so. The way she appeared and disappeared in a blur or flash of sparks…

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1936 - Brooklyn

When Steve was being bullied, seeing her face or the glint of her wide bronze bangles at the corner of the alley meant that help was coming. She would lead Bucky to him, or some other adult who would chase away the bullies.

When Bucky and Steve went on a double date and Bucky would spend too much on his dame, they would see glimpses of her as they walked home, their path completely safe.

The two young men spent quite some time keeping quiet about the girl they both thought was part of their imagination until they both came to the revelation that they both saw the same girl.

Bucky was flipping through one of Steve’s sketchbooks when he noticed a recurring sketch of a familiar figure.

“You’ve seen this dame around town, Steve?” Bucky asked innocently, wondering if maybe the girl flitting through his peripherals was based on some girl he had seen in passing.

“Uhhhh…” Steve scratched his head. “Not really. I just made her up… I think…” He added belatedly.

“Does she wear these bracelets on her arms?” Bucky asked intently, hoping to God that he wasn’t being crazy.

“Like wide bronze bangles?” Steve asked, eyes widening.

There was a moment before Bucky continued. “Brown hair?”

“Grey eyes?” The blond confirmed.

“Well… I always thought they were a little more blue.” Bucky chuckled.

“Gosh… I thought I was crazy.” Steve breathed.

“You and me both, buddy.”

Bucky ran a hand through his hair and Steve scrubbed a hand over his face, both relieved.

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When the two had come to terms with the existence of the strange girl, they began to see her more often… rather, they noticed her presence more. Among the faces of a crowd, in their classes and the library, in the reflection of a shop’s glass window, or the glint of the wide bronze bands on her forearms disappearing around a corner.

They never saw more than extended glimpses of her, sometimes the occasional pause and smile before she disappeared again.

Oh, the two knew for sure she was there. There was always a tiny doubt niggling at the back of their minds though. They could never come close to her.

The night after Sarah Rogers funeral was the night that rule was broken. Steve had refused Bucky’s offer to stay at his house. So they both stayed at Steve’s for that night instead. The blond had been so caught up in mourning, who could blame him, he had missed paying his bills. Sometime in the middle of the night, the heat went out.

Renny had been watching them, knowing that grief sometimes made people do stupid or irrational things. She appeared in the dark apartment where the two had fallen asleep talking in the living room. She draped blankets over them, but when she felt just how cold the air was and saw Steve shiver in his sleep, she sighed.

“Silly boys…” She muttered, before casting a spell over the living room to make it warm. Again, she pulled the blankets to the two young men’s chins, smiling fondly. “You’re lucky you two have each other.” After tucking the blankets securely around each of them, she walked around and checked that the windows were all secure for the night.

The magic for the heating spell she used would need her energy to continue to produce warmth, so she had to stay in the apartment. She still didn’t have a handle on casting remote spells or letting them absorb latent energy and magic instead. Already, she was feeling tired.

Long term spells

Remote activation

Modifying spells to be powered by latent magic

Her list of things to practice was getting a bit long, even if she did spend quite a while training. Well… the best way to find out exactly what she needed was through personal experience, right?

Extending the warming spell to the kitchen, she sat on the chair by the dining table. She’d leave before they woke up tomorrow.

Feeling the steady trickle of her magic, she rested her head on her folded arms, soon closing her eyes.

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“Oh gosh! It's her Buck! Wow… It's really her…”

Shhh, Steve. You’ll wake her. Maybe I should bring her to your room? That doesn’t look comfortable…”

“My room's freezing. It’s weird, only the living room and the kitchen are warm. I think the heat went out.”

“How can it be warm then? Think she did it?”

Renny felt herself being lifted into the air but felt too tired and lazy to open her eyes. The new position was much more comfortable and she snuggled into her pillow.

“Oh, okay… wow… the dame’s really warm.”

“Like a fever?” The voice sounded concerned.

“No, she looks fine. She’s just… really warm.” The hold on her shifted slightly and she snuggled further into her pillow. “Ow! Hey!”

Bucky!”

Renny’s eyes fluttered, and when she stretched and huffed, her feet were slowly and gently set on the ground. When her eyes finally opened and her vision cleared from the fog of sleep, she was met with the sight of the two young men she had been watching for the past year. They both stood with their hands up. Steve almost looked as scared as he was cautious, like a deer caught in headlights. Meanwhile, Bucky tried his best to look at ease and assuring, a hesitant smile on his face. She tilted her head as she looked at them. Her mind was a bit slow this morning.

“Uhmmm…” Steve was at a loss for words.

Bucky said the first thing that came to mind. “Uh… Morning, Sunshine?”

Suddenly, it occurred to her that they were looking right at her… that they were talking to her… That wasn’t exactly part of the plan.

With a small squeak, she stepped back through a portal to the fire escape outside and snapped it shut the moment she was through.

“Wait!”

“Please!”

She heard the two boys scuffle inside.

“You scared her off!”

I scared her off?!”

“You didn’t have to whack me on the dang head!”

“Language!”

Renny immediately had to portal away before she ended up giving away her position with the laugh that was forcing its way out her throat.

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“Well, that proved for sure that we’re not crazy…”

“Yeah…”

Bucky and Steve agreed as they both lay on the floor of Steve’s apartment after their little tussle over their argument.

“Do you think she’ll come back?”

“Now that she knows we’ve really seen her?” Bucky shrugged. “I don’t know Steve. But if she’s stuck with us this long… maybe. It’s nice knowing we have a guardian angel watching our backs.”

“Guardian angel, huh? Think that will help me enlist?” Steve smiled at his best friend.

Bucky chuckled, nudging Steve’s arm with his elbow. “Let’s go to Goldie’s gym for a week or two. That’ll help you enlist.”

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Pairings: Peter Parker x OC
Genre: Friendship/ Adventure/ Family
Warnings: A little bit of sad Peter near the end, I just wanna hug him.

A/N: Dividers by @whimsicalrogers

Story Summary: Ten minutes. Ten minutes was all it took. She found his backpack in the alley and left before he got there. Now, before Peter knows it, Ned thinks he has a secret girlfriend and Spiderman has to be her kibble runner.

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Pairing: Peter Parker x OC
Genre: Friendship/ Adventure/ Family
Warnings: None so far

Story  Summary:  Ten minutes. Ten minutes was all it took. She found his backpack in the alley and left before he got there. Now, before Peter knows it, Ned thinks he has a secret girlfriend and Spider-man has to be her kibble runner.

A/N: Writing fics really is one of my only escapes when life is getting kinda crappy again (tho yeah, it’s mostly editing)… Anyway, I’d love to know what you guys are thinking of this story so far. Enjoy~

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Characters: all of the Avengers x mutant!OC (Peter x mutant!OC for this chapter)
Genre: fluff
Word Count: 498
Parts: Prologue

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“Okay, Mr. Stark,” Peter began. “When you called me telling me there was a critical mission for me, this is what you meant…?”

Peter kept his eyes on the cage that sat on the Avengers’ living room table as Tony hummed in agreement. Peter felt terrible for the little creature that sat in the middle of the enclosure, shaking in fear.

“Is this rabbit going to explode or something…?” Peter asked, glancing at Tony reading some files, before looking back at the rabbit.

“No, kid, we’re not too sure what she’s capable of yet, but we have to head to Mexico to track down a drug cartel who have been looking to sell illegal weapons while the rest are still on their way back from another mission.”

“But Mr. Stark, I want to help you in Mexico-” Peter says but gets cut off by Tony, who raises his hand. He didn’t want this discussion again.

“Thanks, kid, I’m sure you’ll do a great job with Y/N,” Tony pats Peter’s shoulder before leaving the room.

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Summary 
You and Peter are huge Star Wars Fans. Always have been, always will be. After Thanos and Mysterio had their fun, you finally get to enjoy your senior year of high school, but things have changed between you and Peter. What plans are in store for the pair of you now that senior year is coming to a close?
Word Count 2677
Warnings This is a nerdy fluffy piece to celebrate Star Wars Day, so some Star Wars references are included, but nothing too obscure.
This story was posted after May Fourth because I thought of this late and I suck at updating. To all of my Star Wars fans, May the Fourth Be With You!

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Here I am with the third part of my Spider-Man fanfic. Thank you so much to those who have liked the others and I hope you also like this. Enjoy!

FIRST IMPRESSIONS #3

When Thalia noticed it she was doing it again. She had just left the hospital, another afternoon with her father, and now she was wandering around the city turning all the doubts in her head. She was getting used to the noise of the city, she was beginning to seem it ideal to think but the doubts were not clearing in her head. She carried a great weight on her back and she had no one to share with, her only world was her father and she didn’t want to worry him anymore. It was so frustrating.

It had been a few days since her encounter with Spider-Man and her talk with her father, she hadn’t clarified anything but she also didn’t know why she had started walking around the city until late. Was looking for the solution to her problems or was looking for someone? That was another question that she couldn’t answer and when her thoughts seemed to turn against her, it was time to go home. But this time was different because she couldn’t remember the way home, she didn’t recognize the buildings or the stores.

She began to feel overwhelmed, a anxiety attack was growing in her chest and she tried to contain it. She crossed the street and turned right but still didn’t recognize where she was. Was she really lost? She? She knew the streets of New York as if it were the palm of her hand! It was embarrassing to recognize it out loud and yet another pressure her heart must endure. Turn to the left. Another unrecognizable street. Then another thought crossed her mind; didn’t she recognize the street because she was lost or because she was having a anxiety attack?

So the next step was obvious. She took refuge in a lonely alley, leaned her back against the wall and tried to breathe slowly but was unable. Every pounding in her heart ached in her chest and tears began to collect in her eyes.

Suddenly someone was in front of her, it was speaking to her but she couldn’t hear it clearly and that person’s hands were cold on her shoulders. And one of those hands went down her right arm urgently until caught her hand and brought it to a marked chest. He was a boy, for sure, and a strong one. A new wave of panic invaded her at the thought of what could happen to her if she didn’t defend herself and tried to attack him but to no avail, she wasn’t at her best and whoever had found her like this was strong enough to contain her. Her right hand was still clinging to that boy’s chest by his hand, but now his other hand was holding her by the nape of the neck trying not to hurt her, which puzzled her more. And then she was able to focus her vision and see him clearly. Chocolate eyes, brown curls and a worried gesture. His thin, pink lips were moving fast -he was talking to her- but she couldn’t figure out what they were saying. Then the boy’s chest started to puff up and deflate slowly, it was almost mesmerizing and she started to imitate him. Little by little the sound returned to her.


-That’s right, you do it very well -he said slowly- Inspire with me, come on -his chest puffed up and she followed him- And now we let it go -his chest deflate slowly on a par with her- Good. Once again?


Slowly everything came to her, each pounding stopped hurting, her head cleared, and her breathing was no longer so strained.


-Cute boy? -she asked looking at him.

-Actually is Peter Parker -he said laughing although the blush that appeared soon on his cheeks gave him away.


He removed the hand that had rested on the nape of her neck as if the touch suddenly burned but he was unable to move away because her hand still rested on his chest.


-What are you doing here?

-Help you with an anxiety attack?


He was so confused and she was so weakened at the time, she was clear but her head hurt. She shook her head, that wasn’t what she was referring to but couldn’t explain herself.


-Where I am?

-Queens. Do you want me to call someone?

-I want a hug.


And that was the most sincere thing Thalia had said in several months. Sincere and painful. Cute boy granted her what she wanted, hugged her a little awkward at first. He did his best to comfort her, one firm hand on her waist as the other circled her back, whispering words of encouragement even though he didn’t know what he was comforting her for.


-We will talk about why I found you here? -he whispered not wanting to break the moment.

-You first -she whispered too.

-My aunt work at this help center. I was taking out the trash and I saw you here.

-And you still remember me? It’s been almost a week since we collide.

-Well not many girls have put me against the bookshelf… It sounded fatal. I’m sorry, I didn’t want to…

-It’s okay -she interrupted him, she remembered that watching him rambling was fun but she wasn’t for that now. Now she needed stability and he was providing it- Why do you help me?

-Because you seemed to be suffering.


Those words sounded so sincere that it hurt. It hurt as if a truck had passed her. Lately everything hurt, physically and emotionally, her world was shaking and she had nowhere to hold on.


-I know it may sound a little strange but I think it would be better to go inside-he was still whispering like he was afraid she might get another attack.


She said nothing but he carried her inside. His firm hand was still on her waist and she had an arm around his shoulders. She still needed stability and he kept providing it. The door through which they entered led them to the kitchen where five people were fighting each other to make quality food in the shortest time possible while many other people came and went carrying dishes. No one paid attention to them as they headed towards the stairs but halfway there a voice stopped them.


-Peter, how good I find you. Who’s your friend?


Peter whispered an apology before turning to the woman who was looking at them with a kind smile and a playful look, her hands resting on her hips as if she had just caught two kids being mean.


-Aunt May, this is Thalia.

-Nice to meet you Thalia -smiled May- Where was my responsible and trustworthy nephew taking you?

-Even I have noticed the double meaning, Aunt May -Peter said frustrated- Is not what you think.

-So what is it, Pete?


Aunt May was folding her arms but smiling amused at the expense of Peter who was rambling again.


-Actually -it was the first time Thalia had spoken and she won May’s kind and Peter’s worried gaze- I’m not at my best and her nephew has offered to help me.


Thalia’s frankness was received with a few seconds of silence until May gave them permission for them to go up to her office and they did. The office Peter took her to was small, with just enough space for a table, an armchair, a bookshelf full of messy folders, and a narrow sofa for visitors. Papers were scattered everywhere, even on the sofa. Peter ran to pick them up apologizing for the mess and motioned for her to sit on the small sofa.


-Do you want me to bring you something to drink or eat?


Thalia didn’t answer, sat down and looked at her hands. Peter looked at her worriedly and sat next to her.


-Do you want to talk about what has happened?


But she didn’t want to talk, that wasn’t her thing, she didn’t open herself up to people and less to people she had just met. Peter seemed genuinely concerned about her and was offering her the stability that she needed but couldn’t hold on to him because if anyone saw all the shit on her…So what was she doing there? Why had she been dragged into that office and sat there? The answer came to her in a blink and she looked at him seriously.


-If I asked you for something, would you give it to me?

-If it is something within my reach… Yes, of course.

-I need a friend. Someone who doesn’t ask. Would you do that for me?


Peter swallowed and nodded but nothing in the world could prepare him for what she did next. She snuggled into his chest and hid from all the bad that was chasing her, hugged him with perhaps too much strength but he didn’t refuse, accepted the strength of her grip and hugged her with the same strength. Peter didn’t understand the reason for that much-needed hug, it was as if Thalia was clinging to the only thing that could get her afloat and it was a strange feeling to feel so much needed by someone he hardly knew. But that was a lie because he knew perfectly well who she was, she was a spy, a thief, the agent of one of his greatest enemies and still felt that he had the responsibility to help her because she was slowly giving him all the pieces of the puzzle although she didn’t know that all the pieces were given to the same person. As Spider-Man obtained the information that she didn’t want to give to Peter Parker and as Peter Parker could comfort her as she didn’t allow herself to be consoled by Spider-Man. It was a mess but it worked.

When Thalia opened her eyes again it was dark in the office, she was lying on the sofa and a blanket covered her. She was alone. There was a note in front of her signed by Peter promising her that he would be back soon, that if she was hungry she could snack from the kitchen. But she wasn’t going to wait for him. She grabbed a jacket labeled Peter Parker and left the office. The whole building seemed to be dark but it didn’t bother her, she used to work better with the lights off, she undid the path that she had done with Parker hours before and left the building through the back door. Once outside, she picked up her phone and saw that she had several missed calls and a lot of messages from the same number, but she ignored it and went to a fire escape that took her to the roof of the building. From above everything seemed smaller, including her confused thoughts. She took refuge in his jacket and allowed herself to breathe in Parker’s scent again. Cute boy. She smiled.


-Should I be concerned that we always end up on a rooftop?


She turned her head lazily to verify that it was Spider-Man who was accompanying her and then continued to look at the city.


-Are you going to arrest me?


-Have you done anything illegal lately? -he stood next to her, observing the city too.


-I’ve convinced an innocent boy to spend the night with me -she commented as if it was nothing but it really meant something to her. Everything was easier if she pretended.


Spider-Man turned his head in surprise, then coughed and replied;


-And why are you telling me that?


-He has made me think. Well, not him but thanks to him I have been able to…-took a deep breath and released it- think clearly.


-He seems a nice person -he turned his head to look at her and then looked back quickly- Has he left you the jacket?


-Actually… I stole it from him -she smiled absently, wrapping herself in the jacket- Old habits aren’t easily forgotten.


-I hope you return it.


-I hope so too -she closed her eyes, breathed in the scent of Peter Parker again and when she opened them again her gaze hardened- Spider-Man, I’m about to entrust you with important information but if I asked you for something, would you give it to me?


Spiderman’s aura suddenly hardened too, preparing himself.


-Only if it’s something within my reach.


Thalia must have listened to her instinct at that moment, the feeling of deja vu that suddenly enveloped her but it was at a very important moment and as that conversation ended her life would change for better or for worse.

Thalia’s demands for their negotiation were reduced to one; protection for her father. She didn’t care what might happen to herself. Spider-Man accepted without hesitation, promised that he would contact S.H.I.E.L.D. and that they would take care of everything. In exchange Thalia gave him names, addresses, told him of the plans they had entrusted to her and of which she had learned spying. She told him how she had ended in that situation, how everything seemed simple and innocent at first -an easy job- and how it progressively complicated until she found the shit up to her neck without escape. She told him everything and Spider-Man listened without interruption.

When she finished speaking, she headed for the fire escape stairs under the watchful eye of Spider-Man.


-Are you going to spend the rest of the night with that innocent boy?


Thalia stopped before reaching the stairs.


-No. I won’t go back to him.


-Why not? He helped you think clearly … or so you said.


She turned to see him with a wistful smile on her face.


-I don’t want my shit to splash on him. He would be scared.

-Maybe you’d be surprised at what innocent boys are capable of.

-Maybe another day I’ll give to my innocent boy that chance. I’ll see you out there, Spider-Man.


She went downstairs and drifted down the streets of Queens. This time she knew the way home.

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just a little blurb to start the series!

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HER SCREAMS had cut through the light chatter of the diminishing crowds occupying the street. The silence that followed was deafening to many. Nobody dared to move even a muscle, scared that the screaming would ensue if they did. Nobody moved, except for one. One man who recognized the source of the screams to be the little girl he was meant to be looking after. One man who couldn’t move fast enough to reach her. One man who would never forgive himself.

She was young, and despite the intelligence she possessed she had made a poor choice, one that would change her life for the worst. The young brunette had only wished to retrieve the ballet slipper that had flown out of her hand in excitement. However, the unlit alleyway nearby the landing sight of the unfortunate slipper had housed two agents, poised for the attack. Like cats stalking a mouse, they had waited until the proper time to grab the girl, knowing she was the one they were after.

At the beginning of the night, her only concern had been executing her Pirouette turn during her solo with perfection. Despite the three other dances she was due to perform in, the Pirouette had been all that was raking on her nerves. Once that moment had come and past, she couldn’t have been happier, the turn having come and gone with ease, the rest of her performances occurring without an issue.

The end of the night had marked her and her best friends half-hearted complaints about their aching feet. The pain of Pointe ballet had worn off to a dull ache most days, but the added performances had risen it to a quiet roar. Now, she would have given anything for aching feet to have been the worst of problems.

She had felt the hand over her mouth before she had seen the assailant, her automatic instinct being to thrash and kick. Her first screams were muffled by the hand, but she bit the man, a stream of curses coming out in a language she didn’t recognize. She took the opportunity to scream, to cry out for help. The men had already pulled her into the alleyway, no longer bothering to silence her cries. It was much to late for anyone to reach her. She continued to kick and scratch, trying to overpower people who were thrice her size. They pushed her into their car, but it didn’t stop there.

A sharp needle penetrated her skin. She fought against it’s effects, terrified beyond anything she had ever felt before. Tears streamed down her face, blinding her from identifying anything around her. The last thing she could think to do, was pray a silent plea, hoping someone would find her soon.

But she would learn soon enough she had no one in the world, not anymore. She was completely alone. Utterly and helplessly alone. Her skin thickened, her mind sharpened. Her skills were honed, her mind molded to that of the perfect weapon, and she didn’t question it a day of her life.

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Peter Parker x OC

Summary: Her past was shrouded in mystery. An enigma Peter Parker was determined to figure out. She had just shown up to the school, as if she were always there. She tried to stop him, scare him away. She was better off alone after all. But he was relentless, and slowly her past came into light, every dark, twisted part of it.

Warnings: dark themes, kidnapping, torture, fluff, angst, violence. likely more to come.

Note: This is going to be a darker themed series. Quinn is tormented for a good part of her life, so if this may bother you, I do not recommend this series. Anyways, this series will connect with many other series I have in the works, and when it does I will make note of that. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy.

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Secret World

Chapter 14

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“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

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- Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

- Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series.

Warnings: fluff, fighting/violence

WC: 886, I think

- I do not own any gifs or pictures*

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3rd Pov.


*A week later*

Rosabelle sighs, her hands zipping her small duffel bag shut as she glances to the letter on her white wooden desk. She grabs it softly, looking up to her Father who stood in her doorway..

“Are you ready?” He asks, moving to hold her duffel bag in his hand. His brown eyes scanning her matching ones as she nods.

“I have to talk to Peter. I’m making a stop in Scotland, before I meet you.” She adds, passing him in the hallway.

“I’ll drive. What is in Scotland?” Daniel, her Father, asks;making Rose tense only for a second.

“Something for Mr. Stark, for the internship, since we’re going to Europe.” She lies, sliding her letter into her small bag.

“I’ll also be there in a day or so, I’ve got to finish some work here.” He continues after nodding to her statements, surprising her slightly as he follows her to the door.

“You can’t be protective of me if you see him.” Rose continues as he locks the door behind them.

“I’m your Father, it’s apart of the job description.” He pushes as they walk down the stairs of their apartment building.

“You’ve sucked at important parts, Dad.” She responds back with a playful glare.

“Okay, I can get behind that. But that doesn’t mean I won’t think about doing it.” He adds lastly as they step out into the nightlife of Queens towards his SUV.

Rose steps out from the SUV, quickly hoping to catch Peter getting ready for sleep. She pauses before his Aunt’s apartment door, quietly knocking as Peter answers it with a toothbrush in his mouth. Suddenly choking, he ran to the sink and washed his mouth quickly. Peter rushes back with a shirt on and an embarrassed smile.

“Hey, Pete.” She says with a smirk as he chuckles and pulls her in for a soft kiss. He smiles as he pulls back looking down to connect their hands.

“What’s going on?” He questions and she looks back up at him.

“I have to go.”

“Oh, where?”
“Scotland, then Bucharest.”

“Really, why?”

“I got to help someone, then I’m going to meet with my Father to go meet someone.” He pauses his questions as she gives him a slight smile.

“Right now?”

“Yeah, my Father’s going later. I’ll text you once I land, and let you know how everything is going.” She promises and he sighs with a smile and kisses her again.

“Don’t have to much fun while I’m gone.” Rose jokes lastly as he hugs her and pulls away.

“I will try not to.” She gives him another last kiss and pulls away, disappearing from his hallway as she headed off to Scotland.

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- Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

- Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series. 

- Also, I have changed Rosabelle into more of a fighter in the next series in the story. She is more fierce and capable than I had wrote her in the first series.

- Warnings: fluffff

-WC: 1012, or maybe a little less

- *I do not own any gifs or pictures*

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3rd Pov.


*DREAM SEQUENCE FOR PETER (Chp 1)*

*Start*

Rose stood before Peter, his eyes low as she covered her right arm with his blue hoodie. Her father stands next to them, his hands holding her bag. She stared at him, her face flushed from soft tears.

“Peter.” She whispers shakily, her father stepping away towards his large SUV. Peter glances up slightly, his eyes red from brimming tears.

“I can’t stay here anymore.” Rose continues, her lips trembling.

“It is not safe for you. For anyone. I can’t control myself anymore. More of the stones have been appearing in my arm. I can barely control my power, Peter.” She says stepping closer, Peter keeping his head down as he held himself together.

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A.N…..

Basically an announcement that I’m editing the second series of Love and War, which is my Marvel story with Peter Parker.

I’m gonna add sort of a rendition of a cast list, or what I imagine the character to look like.


*all gifs, and pictures are not mine*


Avengers: as themselves of course ;’) :

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Roseabelle inspiration:

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Rose’s Father ;) :

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Rose’s Mother:

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*might change inspo, but I like her*


Let me know if you wanna be tagged for the regular series, also how if any of you have enjoyed the first series. Also, it will be over 15 chapters, hopefully with flashbacks and stuff tooo.


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Summary:When people hear ‘Maya Stark’ everyone would think about the perfect, smart. good looking, rich, student body president of Midtown High.Nobody but her childhood friend Peter Parker AKA Spider-Man and her new team of heroes. Ava, Sam, Danny, and Luke AKA  white tiger, Nova, Iron fist, and Power Man knows about her secret of being Queen’s very own Mistress, soon to be ULTIMATE Mistress

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{Peter’s POV}

“Leap, forward leap. Flip!” Batroc laughed as I raced after him up the building with my spider-cycle. “C'est bon. C'est magnifique.”

“Your suckatude knows no bounds, Batroc.” I said as I slinged a web on his foot as I tried to slow him down but instead he managed to pull me off my Spider-cycle and make me hit places as he leaped around like a giant frog. Soon I was face flat on the back of a billboard as Baltroc got away.

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Batroc the Leaper. So off the radar, SHIELD doesn’t have a real file on him. What’s to know? He’s French. He leaps.

Another thing you guys must be wondering,Where the heck is Maya? Well, She’s at home getting work done early.

Why? You’ll see later

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“And zee bug goes splat.” Baltroc taunted. “But where is zee witch?”

{At Stark Household}

Maya sneezed as she suddenly felt ticked off. She stopped typing her report.

 "I feel like somebody just called me a witch…?“ Maya shivered slightly as she went back to typing. "Probably just my imagination.”

{Back with Spiderman}

“Taunting me is one thing, Baltroc” I said as I got down. “But calling names on my favorite partner is a whole nother level of wrong” I felt irritation, mixed with confusion. Why was I having such a strong reaction to this? Maya’s been called a witch plenty of times, but I never felt this overprotective. I quickly pounced on him as he was about to getaway.

“Spider-Man. Nick Fury says get back to SHIELD HQ for training.” I hung upside down next to White Tiger.

“Just because he’s the director of SHIELD doesn’t mean he can boss me around. Besides, Fury would be the first to say going solo on B-listers like Batroc is good training. Don’t be so official, White Tiger.” I said as I got on my feet and began walking. “When life gives you Batroc, make French toast.” Baltroc then kicked my face hard, sending me flying as he got up with a laugh.

“A boot in the face!” White Tiger tried to pounce on Baltroc with her claws but he moved away just in time as he bumped me hard, hitting the billboard playing J. Jameson.

“Way to go it alone,” I said annoyed as I sat there, a bit stuck.

“Get lazy and even the lame ones can splatter you. That’s what training’s for.” White Tiger said mockingly. “That and mastering new tools like electric claws.” White Tiger bloated as she activated her electric claws. I managed to get out of the billboard as Baltoc chased white Tiger. I quickly made a giant web as White tiger clawed a water plant as Baltoc hit the web and slinged far, defeating him.

“Is Spider-Man and Mistress a student at Midtown High? - Recently it was attacked” J.Jameson said before Baltoc hit the billboard making it explode.

“Where does he get that stuff?” I asked myself before White Tiger and I made our way back to S.H.I.E.L.D.

***{Maya’s POV} ***

I sighed as I closed my laptop. Finally finished my essay reports, school check-ins, and tomorrow night’s homework while also making sure I have free time tonight to catch that Sci-Fi movie with Danny.

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Why am I getting things done early? You may ask. 

Well, today is my annual every 19th of a month, a training session with the great powerful Sorcerer, Dr.Strange. 

My training with him is once a month since he’s always busy, and he is special because since I’m a sorceress I can learn to be better with my mind and magic with a great Sorcerer like Dr.Strange.

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I yawned as I fell on my bed. Man, I’m tired.

***{Timeskip}***

I was at school in my student office since I got here really early to check up on everything and leave a detailed schedule on what the Vice President, Gwen Stacy. I checked the time. 7:59. I gasped and quickly gathered my things as I quickly made my way to the cafeteria. I seemed to have made it just in time as I saw Danny saved me a seat next to him and Ava. I gratefully thanked him as I sat down to listen to Principal Coulson.

“all city campuses run on high alert. Report any suspicious persons immediately.” Coulson said as Peter dashed in here.

“I think I see one now” Flash joked at Peter as I frowned before smiling at Peter as he made his way to the seat next to Ava.

“Pretty good show with Batroc ze Leaper, huh, Ava?” Peter asked nudging her as she seemed unamused.

“Lapse training, and late for school? Good show, Parker” Peter sighed as he sat on the opposite side with Harry and MJ.

“Hey, Pete. They’re saying Spidey goes to the school. Girls love heroes, so help me spread the rumor it’s me, huh?” Harry slyly said.

“It probably is you, Harry. Who else could afford all those webs he squirts all over everything?” MJ stated.

“How could he be spiderman when you were both there at Harry’s party at the same time Spider-Man arrived? Harry can’t be in two places, can he? Plus he could just be having a sponsor.” I inputted.

“Maya’s got a point, And Spider-man doesn’t squirt, he shoots,” Peter said demonstrating it “And I don’t think it’s a good idea for anyone to pose as him right now.” He added on before Flash pushed him off his seat, sitting in his place.

“Speaking of squirts” Flash mockingly said as Peter got up and frowned at Flash.

“Thompson, Parker, pay attention” Principal Coulson snapped as I looked over at the man next to Coulson. Almost no hair, white strap around his head. Skinny yet muscular figure. And, his aura seemed off. It doesn’t give off a normal aura, but instead a darker one. He’s harboring evil intentions, but what is it? “Your gym teacher, Mr.Molskin will be out due to a freak accident after last night’s game. Mr. Jager will be your substitute until further notice.” I wonder how freaky.

“I look forward to the challenge of unlocking your …hidden talents,” Mr.Jager said with an accent as he looked at our group specifically as if searching us for something. I eyed him suspiciously, not trusting him at all now. I felt my magic senses go off as I saw him lock eyes with me.

‘bad intentions are being harbored, Stark’

Peter and I’s senses are sorta different in a way. His only alerts him of danger that is seconds away from occurring, mines comes with a voice that tells me something that hints me towards potential danger.

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Awkward phrasing or veiled threat? You be the judge.

The answer is pretty obvious

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***

We were in the gym now, we were arranging the teams in dodgeball when one of the Office helpers came in and gave Mr.Jager a pass, he didn’t seem so happy. I wonder why? He grudgingly made his way towards me and gave me the pass with a frown.

“Go, Miss Stark” I took the pass as I packed my things, while also stealing glances at Mr.Jagar. Why is he so upset about me leaving early?

“Annual Magic session?” Peter whispered as he handed me my phone-which I lent him earlier since his was dead.

“Yeah. Doctor Strange may be patient, but he doesn’t like being kept waiting, besides I learn a lot from him since he’s the only other person I know that shares practically the exact same abilities as I do” I whispered back as I placed my shoulder bag on. 

“Text me later, you know what time I get off training”

“I hate gym without you, Maya”

“One a month Peter, Once a month. I’ll make it up to you”

“Tonight?”“Got plans with Danny, Tomorrow night?”

“What are you two doing?”

“We’re going to watch a Sci-fi movie”

“Oh, Okay”

“Got to go, remember. Text me later” Peter nodded as I left the room, Feeling Mr.Jagar’s deep stare as I left.By the time I made it to the office, I saw Doctor Strange sitting there waiting, in his casual clothes. I grinned as I made my way there.“Mr.Strange,” I said with a grin. He looked up with a small smile.

“Let’s get going, shall we? Maya” I nodded as we made our way to a dark alley. “You remember the group transportation spell from our last lesson, don’t you?”

“I’ve been practicing a lot”

“Did you torture your father?” Dr. Strange chuckled as I nervously chuckled, remembering how annoyed and irritated dad was by the number of times I had purposefully accidentally teleported him all over the Avengers Tower whenever I practiced.

“Maybe…?”

“Why don’t we put the spell into use? Teleport us in our usual spot in the forest clearing in the Amazon.” I nodded as I focused my mind on that location.

“Cali mon ta rēn fooloo belaga.” I chanted the spell. I opened my eyes to see we were in our clearing…except I was on the grass and Doctor Strange was in the lake soaking…oops? I helped Doctor Strange out mumbling sorry a lot of times as he brushed it off as he snapped his fingers drying himself quickly.

“Except for that misfortune of me being in the lake, you seem to have successfully brought us here” I grinned as he waved his hand as we were soon in our cloaks. “Since your strongest point is your mind, we’ll start with meditating to sharpen your focus and to get you relaxed. I can sense you’ve been stressed recently.” I sighed as I sat down with my legs crossed as Dr.Strange did the same.

“Yes. With school going haywire, New team, and stark internship. I do have a lot on my plate”

“Seems your a very well relied on person”

“it’s an honor and a curse”

“You know the drill” I nodded as I took a breath in and closed my eyes. I focused on clearing my mind. I felt my body go light as I took slow breaths. I focused my mind on my breathing. I sensed Doctor Strange was doing the same. “Free your mind of worries,” Doctor Strange said in a low, calming tone. “Let go of any doubts or regrets” I sighed in relaxation.

***{Peter’s POV}***

20 minutes in and I already miss Maya a bunch. We played dodgeball and I allowed myself to get hit in the face by a ball I could have easily dodged but I didn’t, for the sake of my identity. Even though I got snarky responses from Ava, Maya not only gave me snarky responses about how I shouldn’t be getting myself hurt to hide my identity and just dodge simple things like that, she would also secretly place her hand on mines to use a bit of her magic to make the pain go away when nobody is noticing us, which makes getting slammed by a dodgeball in the face by Flash Thompson all worth it.

“I’m looking for finalists for the citywide athletic achievement contest. I want to see everything you’ve got in this obstacle course. Push yourselves to the limit. Don’t give me less than 110 percent.” I never even knew those things existed! Couch Jager walked down the line us students had stood in. He made us all look him in the eye which was pretty creepy.

“You could learn a thing from him,” Ava said as she glanced at me from her spot next to me in line.

“How to creep people out?” I asked as I glanced back at her oddly.

“Mr.Thompson!” Couch Jager yelled as he turned around. “Go!”

“I’ll show you how it’s done,” Flash said cockily. “And make sure to record it people, I want Maya to see this!” I rolled my eyes. Maya wouldn’t be interested in him even if he walked through fire. Flash ran through the obstacle course only stumbling a bit before falling face flat in front of the couch, not bad for a rookie. “Good, huh, coach? - Am I in?” Flash asked excitedly as Couch Jager turned his back.

“Okay, next one up.” He yelled. “Go! Ayala, next.” Ava went through the course with her swiftness through being white Tiger. “Rand, next!” Danny went through with ease with incredible balance. “Osborn, next!” Harry went through the course stumbling and tripping, obviously not meant for these kinds of stuff. “Cage! Go!” Luke went through the course before getting stuck in the tire instead of going through it.

“Can we get some man-sized tires up in here people? Seriously.” He said annoyed.

“Mr.Parker, your last” Couch Jager said in a deep tone as they finally got Luke out of the tire.

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How sweet would it be to show them all what I can really do? Move on to the citywide championships?

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“You can begin anytime today.” Couch Jager said, pulling me out of my daydreams. “The course doesn’t run itself, Mr.Parker.” I purposely made myself fail as I pretended to struggle climbing the wall before falling down, fake of course. Man I wish Maya was here to take the pain away. Couch Jager grunted as I got up and went up to the others. “I’ll see three of you tomorrow” He said to us. “Rand, Osborn, Thompson. The rest of you, anemic.”

“Tomorrow? Saturday?” Danny exclaimed as Couch Jager walked off.

“Did I stutter?”

“Danny, Flash, and Harry? Harry? I aced that thing.” Ava complained. “Why am I not a finalist? Because I’m a girl?”

“Are you the only person on Earth who sees school on a Saturday as a good thing?” I asked.

“Maya and Fury were right. You are too soft” Ava said. “You know, I say we show Mr.Jager who can do what. You and I are going to come back tomorrow anyway, list or no list and run that course again. You know what, I’ll even bring Maya along to do it too” By this point the others already walked off.

“If I’m late, you can start without me. Finish too. I’m beat. I have tomorrow set aside for sleep and a movie marathon with Maya by night ” I yawned out. “Doesn’t that Jager creep you out?” I said as we looked at him doing Jumping Jacks facing the wall.

“I work with a guy whose feet stick to walls. No one creeps me out.” Ava said before she walked off. I stared at Couch Jager stretching suspiciously before walking off myself.

***

I was having an amazing dream of J. Johnson proclaiming every day to be Spiderman Day with me sitting on Iron Man and Thor’s shoulders as the crowd cheered my name with confetti everywhere before my phone began to rang waking me up as I groaned. I picked up my phone to see Ava calling.

“Hello? Peter, have you heard from Harry?” Ava asked, “It’s noon, and no one’s come out from the gym yet.”

“I’m not late for training,” I said as I rubbed my eyes.

“Something’s wrong. We can’t get into school. The fence is electrified.” I heard Maya’s voice. “I’m almost certain it has to do with Jager”

“It’s Saturday. Why are you-Did you say the school’s electrified?” I said as I bolted up from my bed as I went to get my Spider-man suit.

“Get here now!” the girls yelled as they hung up before I smirked and got there quick in my Spider-man suit as I stood next to Ava.

“That quick for you?” I smugly said as Ava had to take a double look as Maya sighed. “Yeah, I’m that good”

{Maya’s POV}

Ava and I quickly changed into our own hero selves as I levitated myself over the gate as the other two leaped over.

“Something’s up.” White Tiger said. “We should call Coulson.” White Tiger began to call on her com wrist before Spidey interrupted.

“No.” He said stopping her. “We should go solo on this!” We raised our eyebrows at him as he began to explain himself. “Eh, you know, together, the three of us. We can handle this.” Spidey placed his hand on her shoulder before she glared at him with a warning look as he soon let go before we looked at the school. “SHIELD added security to protect the school from well, for us. Probably just a misfire.”

“Or Jager took them captives” I inputted as I glared at the school. “My senses gave off a warning when I looked into his eyes the other day.”

“Yeah, maybe but, who electrifies a fence and leaves the door unlocked?” Spidey said as he opened the door as we moved in the dark hallways.

“Dark, creepy, dank.” White Tiger complained as she stepped in a puddle.

“I told you not to come to school on a Saturday” Spidey said.

“Hello? Is anyone there? Help!” We got serious as we ran towards the source. “Help! Can anyone hear me? Oh, I sure could use a hand. I’ve got myself in quite a pickle here.” The Janitor said as we stopped to see him pinned to the wall by a robotic arm, the security system. “Oh, if Irving Forbush could see me now.” He gushed.

“Hang tight, Janitor Guy. We’ll get you out” Spidey began to pull on the arm as I sighed. I focused my mind on levitating the arm off.

“Movere.” I ordered the robotic arm as my eyes began to glow purple as I moved the robotic arm from the Janitor giving him time to move out before I let go of the arm as did Spidey as it clammed itself back in the wall. Spidey walked back to us as he wiped his hands.

“Mucho malfunction security system.” He said as the Janitor took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead before we heard a click

.“Don’t move” White Tiger said as we froze in place.

“Oh my,” the Janitor said still a bit shaken from the robotic arm, he moved a bit before he fell down a pit as we quickly went around the pit as we heard a thud, guessing he had a rough landing. “Wow, there’s a lot of wax build-up down here.” Guessing he’s fine. The pit closed on us as we stood up.

“Who built the security? Dr. Doom?” Spidey questioned before we began searching around. Once we passed Coulson’s office White Tiger snapped.

“I’m calling Coulson” She attempted to call him as I noticed something green shining from his office as I looked through the window to see him.

“No phone needed,” I said as Spidey took a glance behind me. “He’s already here”

“On a Saturday? Agent Coulson?” White Tiger questioned as she walked up to the door. Spidey slowly opened the door.

“Don’t come into my office” Coulson said before we opened the door to see him upside down, hanging on top of his desk with nothing but a white men’s tank top and his underwear.

“I can see why he wanted to be alone.” Spidey jokes. “Nice tighty whities.” I cringed as I looked somewhere else. Seeing my dad in his underwear is one thing, seeing my principal in them is a whole nother story.

“The whole school is rigged,” Coulson informed us. “Taskmaster corrupted the SHIELD security tech.”

“Who?” White Tiger asked.

“Assassin. Hates me. Hates Fury”

“We have to contact Fury” White Tiger exclaimed as she tried to but seemed to fail.

“You can’t. He jammed the frequencies.” Coulson said. “You shouldn’t have come to school today.”

“Told you.” Spidey mocked as I slightly sent a shock at him as he began to rub his arm. “Oww! Maya!” Should’ve watched his mouth. If there was one thing us Starks hate, it’s being proven we’re wrong.

“Work on getting yourselves out of here, and then find Fury. Don’t waste time on me, and definitely don’t go after Taskmaster alone.” Coulson commanded. “He’s a combat chameleon. Do you understand?”

“Wait,” Spidey said. “He was bitten by a radioactive chameleon?”

“Not everyone is bitten by a radioactive living thing to gain powers,” I said as I sweatdropped before we all heard a yell as I soon recognized it as,

“That’s Harry!” Spidey exclaimed. “I remember that scream from slasher movie night at camp Maya and I went to a summer ago! Let’s go!” Before I can object the two ran off as I sighed and ran as well.

“If Taskmaster sees you do it, he can do it. Fight him once, he’s as good as you, you hear me?” Coulson yelled as Harry yelled again. Bet a million the two didn’t hear him as well as I heard his warning.

“What did Coulson just say?” White Tiger asked as I caught up with them as we turned a corner.

“I don’t know. I couldn’t hear him.” Spidey said confirming my statement. I should tell them, but I’d rather make things interesting and see how long it takes before they realize it themselves. My senses began to go off as did Spidey’s.

“My senses! Get down!” I yelled as we slid down as rockets went past us quick before we began running again.

“If Flash and Harry are here at least they’ve got Danny to protect them,” Spidey said as one of the two hallways were closing.

“I’ll take this way! You guys check the other!” I yelled as I slid under the closing gate as they did the same in the other. I had a feeling Danny would have to separate from them to really fight, he might need backup. “O me ducere ad Rand” I muttered as I soon began to sense Danny’s aura nearby as I followed the arrow I conjured. By the time I made it to him, I seem to have been too late as I saw Danny unconscious. “Danny!” I gasped as the wall behind me shut as well leaving the two of us trapped. I kneeled down as I placed his head on my lap as I checked him out.

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I saw how beaten up he looked as he kept groaning in pain. Taskmaster must’ve used all his moves on him, and let me tell you this, his moves are NOT ones that are little pain. His injuries are really major but there’s no blood and it seems like his pulses are still there. Even healing this would take a bit of my core magic…but it’s for the sake of Danny, right? He’s done a lot to hold us all together. It’s my turn to return his generosity. I took a deep breath as I lifted my hands to hover above him as I closed my eyes.

“Curare patiens, nunc autem poena inops dolor, maneant modo poena, et non reverta!” I chanted as I felt a glow surround me and Danny. “Curare patiens, nunc autem poena inops dolor, maneant modo poena, et non reverta!” I kept chanting as I slowly healed Danny. Curare patiens, nunc autem poena inops dolor, maneant modo poena, et non reverta!“ Danny began to wake up as I soon noticed and stopped chanting as I felt faint a bit.

"Maya?” He said with a husky tone, which strangely made me flush slightly.Maybe it was just me being exhausted. I smiled as I soon collapsed as he- now fully recovered- caught me. “Maya!” I felt him remove my mask and placed down the hood of my cloak as he kept yelling my name.

“I’m weak, but I’m not deaf” I joked as Danny sighed.

“You didn’t have to exert yourself in that way, You had me worried”

“Don’t ugh, worry. I used less than Venom and since this is the second time since last week, I think I’ll not faint as much.” I saw the lights go back on and doors open.

“Guess Taskmaster was taken care of”

“We missed the fun” I chuckled breathlessly.

“Can you still change back to your average clothes? I think I hear sirens”

“Can you help me up?” Danny nodded with a small blush as he placed my arm over his shoulder as his other arm supported my back as he wrapped it behind my waist. "Should I wrap my leg to cover up I’m just magically exhausted?“

"Probably” Danny joked as he slightly chuckled.

***

“No one in this school is cool enough to be Spidey or that cool chick Mistress, so forget that rumor. “ Flash excitedly said to a newscast. "That said, I totally helped Spider-Man save the dump. I had no clue where Mistress was but I bet you I helped her out too,” We all including Coulson watched from afar as Flash and Harry get interviewed. I had my leg wrapped up with a bandage from the Nurse’s office which conveniently was where we were trapped in as I let Danny support me.

“Flash Thompson finally did me a favor.” Peter joked.

“Taskmaster never even suspected Peter Parker was Spider-Man and since Maya was absent, Mistress wasn’t suspected either,” Ava said. “Your creativity was just as strategic as my training.” She praised Peter. “More even.”

“Really?” Peter raised his eyebrow a bit confused from the sudden praise.

“Going solo paid off, okay?”

“ There’s still one thing I don’t get at all,” Peter said as he turned to Coulson. “The tight briefs. Really?”

“I swim,” Coulson said sternly as he turned his head.

“Leave the man’s underwear alone, Pete, or he’ll get short with you.” Ava joked as we all laughed while Coulson walked away having quite enough jokes from us.

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Does SHIELD have some kind of mind wiper, because I really need that image out of my head.

Don’t need to tell me twice. I’ll be in SHIELD’s laboratory creating a memory potion if you need me.

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I’d grown up a lot over the past five years. When mom died I didn’t really have a choice. Dad did his best to take care of me but his job demanded a lot. From him and me. Thankfully, I had my best friend to help me get through everything…

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I’d grown up a lot over the past five years. When mom died I didn’t really have a choice. Dad did his best to take care of me but his job demanded a lot. From him and me. Thankfully, I had my best friend to help me get through everything…

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“Hey Happy,” I kicked my legs as I sat on the edge of the rooftop. It had been three hours since I left. I’d texted May to let her know I was okay but I couldn’t go back yet, “Not much to report today. I helped some tourists with directions, stopped a purse snatcher, and managed to stop some two-by-fours from falling ten stories off a construction site.” 

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