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Who is she? - Part 2 (Peter Parker Imagine)

Writer’s note: Hey guys! So, I’ve received some comments and requests asking for a part 2 of my first Peter Parker imagine, “Who is she?”. So, here it is! Sorry it took so long! Please let me know what you think and please request more imagines!

Read Part 1: Who is she?

Word count: 4k

“Oh, goddammit!”

You grumbled under your breath as you were literally knocked over by a group of people fleeing from the giant spaceship above. In another life, you might’ve been way more panicked and probably would be running away with those people. But after having met literal gods and seen alien invasions before, this was just another day in the life of agent (Y/N) (Y/L/N).

Thankfully, Mr. Tony Stark himself had given your suit an upgrade after having seen you fight in Berlin. “You’re a smart kid, (Y/L/N), and you’re not a bad fighter, either. But, I gotta say, that suit really isn’t doing you any favours. No, you need a suit that can keep up and do as much as you do. I think it’s time for an upgrade to match your attitude, huh kid?”

You had to really resist the urge to roll your eyes at Tony because, the truth was, you REALLY wanted a new suit. Sure, you loved the one you had, but it was slowly falling to pieces and you truly needed something that could keep up with your constant crime-fighting.

Boy, Tony really delivered.

Your new suit was nanotech, and Tony had even been nice enough to include your own A.I., who you jokingly named Artoo after the Star Wars character R2-D2. The new suit was a thousand times stronger than the one you had previously donned, and was black and blue with white accents with a hood and mask that automatically covered and uncovered your face. It was surprisingly stylish but man, it did exactly what it needed to do; protect you and allow you to be a better fighter.

Your suit was kept in a set of two bracelets, and you wore them both at all times, one on each wrist, for emergencies. Just like the one you were currently facing.

You swiftly crossed your wrists, activating your bracelets which let out the suit automatically. The nanotech spread across your body and quickly solidified as your suit, your mask and hood popping up and your built-in vision goggles lighting up, the display appearing in front of your very eyes.

“Artoo! What am I looking at?” You shouted, quickly initiating your A.I. as you sprinted towards where the spaceship was.

“It’s called a Q ship,” the cool male voice of Artoo spoke matter-of-factly as you wove through masses of people fleeing for safety, “It’s definitely a spaceship because no airforce on Earth has technology like the stuff I’m detecting on the Q ship.”

“Oh, well that’s just fantastic,” you muttered under your breath. This didn’t look good at all, but you knew you had to help, “Artoo, contact Iron Man!”

“Contacting Iron Dad,” Artoo confirmed, the nickname you had set for Tony making you chuckle slightly; while Steve was like you adopted dad in the Avengers, he wasn’t the only one who took on a sort of paternal role in your life. Tony was even more overprotective than Steve was (surprisingly), and could be a really great mentor when he wasn’t being sarcastic or teasing you.

“(Y/L/N)!” Tony’s voice spoke up over the call, to which you immediately responded, “Where are you, Stark? I’m on my way. What’s happening?” “Squidward and his buddy from space are after the Bleaker street magician’s necklace! F.R.I.D.A.Y., send (Y/L/N) my location,” Tony replied, and it took you a moment to realize that he was talking about Dr. Stephen Strange and the Time Stone he was tasked with protecting.

“Location acquired, setting route to intercept now,” Artoo stated as you hung up on Tony, the route popping up on your display. You weren’t too far off from where Tony was fighting off the two aliens, so you triggered one of the new features of the new suit; the soles of your suit’s shoes popped out and turned into wheels like those on roller blades, and you managed to gracefully glide over to where Tony was.

As you turned the corner, you suddenly had to duck as a whole tree went flying and nearly took you out. You glanced over to where it came from and you spotted Iron Man, Dr. Strange and Wong fighting the two aliens; one was large and wielding a terrifying-looking weapon, the other much smaller and seemingly unarmed. However, the smaller one suddenly managed to lift a ton of bricks and turn them into spikes and sent them flying at Dr. Strange and Wong without so much as a wave of his hand. Tony, in the meantime, got launched by the larger alien and went flying, the larger alien in hot pursuit.

“Artoo, who are we fighting?” You inquired, pulling out your knives and getting ready to engage the enemies before they noticed your presence. “Species unknown, but the smaller of the two seems to possess the power of telekinesis. Be careful, (Y/N),” Artoo advised you, and you nodded as you swiftly threw a knife at the smaller alien.

Thankfully, you had the element of surprise on your side but the alien moved so the knife lodged itself in the alien’s shoulder instead of his heart, causing him to cry out in pain and surprise. The knives you had been equipped with were also an innovation on Tony’s part; they were designed to fly more efficiently, do maximum damage and be extremely difficult to remove. They were your favorite upgrade.

You quickly moved out of the alien’s line of sight as made a beeline for Dr. Strange and Wong. “Strange! Wong! Where’s Stark?!” You shouted to them as you sprinted towards them. Wong quickly opened a portal for you to glide through that would take you to Tony’s location, and as you passed them, you shouted, “Thanks!”

The portal transported you to a park, and to your surprise, you almost ended up crashing into a figure dressed in a red and blue suit as they swung by you.

“Woah, who are you?! Where did you come from?!”

A familiar voice caught your attention, and when you took a good look at the person you nearly crashed into, your heart jumped slightly in your chest; it was the same hero from the fight in Berlin. The new hero who seemed to be as young as you were.

Spider-Man.

At first, you were a little disappointed that he hadn’t recognized you. But then, you realized that Spider-Man had only seen you in your old suit and therefore wouldn’t be able to recognize you now. However, before you could speak up, Iron Man flew over to you and landed next to you, “(Y/L/N)! There you are! Watch out, this guy in dangerous. Try to stay out of his path and distract him while Underoos and I try to take him out.”

“Yeah, yeah, old man. How about you do the distracting and I do the ass-kicking for once?” You retorted, giving him a look that you knew he couldn’t see because of your mask. You noticed how Spider-Man’s head perked up at the sound of your voice, and you saw him observing you carefully.

“Wait a sec, are you the same girl from the Berlin fight? The one who’s crazy good with her knives?” Spider-Man asked, the excitement and awe in his voice evident as he did so.

“The one in the same, that’s me. Good to see you again, Spider-Man! Glad to see we’re on the same side this time!” You chuckled slightly. ‘God, how can he be such a dork but so cute at the same time?’ Your inner voice spoke up, but you quickly brushed it aside as a smile crossed your face.

“Peter, it seems like your temperature is rising. Is this because of the presence of the girl from Berlin?” Karen, Spider-man’s A.I. spoke up suddenly, which just caused him to blush harder than he was blushing before. “Not now, Karen,” Spider-man muttered quietly before taking a moment and then letting his excitement get the best of him.

“O-Oh, wow! Okay, um, I-I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon! I, uh, I-I guess you’re here to help. Awesome, your suit’s new, it’s really cool. Mr. Stark, did you make her suit, too?” Spider-Man rambled off, slightly jealous of how cool your suit was and how good it looked and just happy to see you again. He could feel the heat spreading to his face. ‘Aw man, come on, Peter! You’re geeking out in front of this really cool girl and making a fool of yourself!’ Peter’s little voice sang, but that only made things worse.

Spider-man’s rambling was swiftly cut off when the large alien suddenly attacked and had almost struck him with his huge hammer. Spider-man leaped up gracefully to dodge the blow, and you swiftly side-stepped the attack at the same moment.

“Again, you talk too much during fights, Spider-man!” You shouted out while laughing slightly, going into fight mode and grabbing your knives. The web-slinger was going to respond with a witty comment, but all that came out of his mouth was “What’s your name?!”

“Now’s not the time for flirting, Underoos! Ask her out after the fight!” Iron Man’s voice came over your comms, which made you snort quietly. Little did they both know that you would love that to happen. You stood by what you said to Spider-man the first time you met him; you thought the two of you would actually be really good friends. Maybe even something more.

You noticed the large alien going to swing at Peter, so you quickly threw a blade into the back of the creature’s leg, another into his arm and a third in his hand, pining it to the weapon’s handle. The creature roared in pain and turned towards you. You quickly went on the defensive and watched the alien closely, attempting to predict it’s moves. However, in a moment you hadn’t been able to forsee, the alien tore the knife from its hand free, and proceeded to throw it straight back at you.

You didn’t move quick enough.

The sheer force with which the alien had thrown your knife back at you was enough to get it to go straight through your protective suit as if you weren’t even wearing it. Pain unlike any you had felt before blossomed in your abdomen as your own blade pierced through your suit and lodged itself in your flesh. You didn’t even have a moment to scream in pain before you fell backwards.

“Kid!” You heard Tony scream out, as well as Spider-man screaming, “Holy shit!”, but you couldn’t find where their voices were coming from. Suddenly, the large alien spoke something in a language you didn’t understand, and then, out of nowhere, a beam of light appeared on you and you found yourself being drawn upwards. Your body screamed in pain at the sudden movement, the knife digging in further, causing you to moan in pain. Suddenly, you felt something cool hit you and spread across your back. Spider-man had shot a web at you and caught you with it.

“Hey! Miss! Hang on, I got you!”

You heard Spider-man yelling to you, and you had stopped moving for a moment. But then, the web connecting you to Spider-man snapped, and you continued being beamed up. You heard Spider-Man scream something, but your hearing had become poor and your vision went dark.

*TIME SKIP*

You must’ve blacked out from the pain, but when you came to, you were inside what you believed was the Q ship. What’s more, you weren’t alone; Dr. Strange was levitating feet away from you, with sharp, clear, needle-looking crystals only inches from his skin. You looked around and realized you, too, were levitating.

‘Oh, shit, (Y/N). What have you gotten yourself into? You’ve gone too far this time!’ The little voice inside your head screamed, and you went back into agent mode. You scanned your surroundings and tried to get your bearings. Then, you began forming a plan. What could you do to turn this situation around?

Your whole body felt like you had been hit by a train and then some; a dull ache had settled into your bones and when you looked down, you realized you still the knife lodged in your abdomen. You suddenly had the overwhelming urge to vomit and panic rose inside you. Where was Tony? And Spider-Man? What happened to them? Were they even alive at this point? Were you going to die? Was this it for you? The end of (Y/N) (Y/L/N)? You were no longer in agent mode. You were freaking out and became a vulnerable, young teenager who was afraid to die and whose thoughts were racing a million miles per second.

However, a slight bit of movement high above caught your eye. A glimpse of red and gold flashed by for a moment, and your heart jumped in your chest. ‘Tony... could that have been Tony?’ The little voice in your head asked hopefully, and it was extremely difficult not let your hopes up. You had to be realistic. That couldn’t possibly be Tony.

“Artoo,” you whispered under your breath, trying not to catch the attention of the alien and not letting him know that you were conscious, “Artoo, where are we?”

“We are inside the Q ship. The destination is still unknown. (Y/N), your life functions are getting close to critical. The knife lodged in your abdomen must be removed and the wound cauterized. Would you like me to analyze the best way to remove the blade?”

“Yes,” you hissed, “Also, scan the inside of the ship. Is anyone else here with us?”

After a brief moment of silence, Artoo spoke up once more, “There are a total of four other life-forms asides from you. Dr. Stephen Strange, the smaller, telekinetic alien, Tony Stark and Peter Parker are all on board this ship alongside you. Mr. Stark and Mr. Parker are currently 76 feet above you and are currently arguing about how Mr. Parker was not supposed to stow away on this ship.”

Your heart just about leaped out of your chest at the revelation. Tony was here. All hope wasn’t lost just yet. There was still a chance that everything could turn out okay. But...

“Who the hell is Peter Parker?” You asked Artoo quietly, confused by the name. You had never met anybody named Peter Parker.

Before Artoo could reply, Dr. Strange began to scream in pain as the needles dug into his skin.

“Painful, aren’t they?” You heard the alien speak, sounding somewhat smug, “They were originally designed for microsurgery. And any one of them-”

He suddenly stopped talking when a thud sounded somewhere behind him. The alien turned around slowly to see Iron Man standing there, hands up and lasers ready to fire at him before continuing, “-could end your friend’s life in an instant.”

“I gotta tell you, he’s not really my friend,” Tony said quickly, and had you not been in excruciating pain, you would’ve snorted, “Saving his life is more of a professional courtesy.”

“You’ve saved nothing,” The alien replied, bringing a large block of metal down towards him with his telekinesis as he walked slowly towards Tony, “Your powers are inconsequential compared to mine.” Another piece of metal also came towards him, and you knew he was gearing up to fight Tony.

You tried reaching down to pull out one of your own knives, but you ended up crying out in pain as the knife in your abdomen dug in more. This caught the attention of both the alien and Tony.

“Kid!” Tony shouted, trying to get you to respond, but the alien simply raised his hand and a bar of flat metal wrapped itself around your mouth, effectively silencing you. He brought his finger to his mouth, “Shhh, don’t interrupt. You’ve already made more than enough of a mess of things.”

With that, the alien turned back to Tony, who replied, “Yeah, but the kid’s seen more movies.”

As a small missile launcher popped up from Iron Man’s shoulder, you suddenly felt something cold and sticky on your back, arms and legs, binding you to the ground of the Q ship. Then, Iron Man fired the missile, which blew a huge hole in the side of the ship. The vacuum that was caused by the explosion sucked out the alien and ejected him into the void that was outer space. You screamed as you felt yourself being jerked and tugged towards the opening. You grabbed onto the webs that were holding you in place, hanging on for dear life and praying you weren’t about to die by being thrown into outer space.

You heard Dr. Strange yelp and watched as he, too, almost got ejected from the Q ship to his death. His sentient cape, however, caught him and held him for a moment. But the vacuum was too strong. Dr. Strange slipped from its grip and your heart almost fell out of your chest because you genuinely thought he was going to die. But then, a flash of metallic colour went by and suddenly, before you could even figure out what happened, Dr. Strange was safe and there was not longer a hole in the wall of the ship.

You slammed down into the ground, no longer being held up by telekinesis, and you cried out in pain again. You found it hard to catch your breath.

“(Y/N)!”

Tony’s voice called your name, and you found yourself being leaned against one of the walls of the ship.

“Artoo, agh!” You cried out, tears stinging your eyes at the pain. You tapped behind your ear twice, causing your suit’s mask to withdraw from your face. You brushed your hair out of your face, trying to understand what was happening.

“The blade is lodged in (Y/N)’s stomach. Click the little button near the edge of the handle to release the blade from her flesh,” Artoo spoke out loud, instructing Tony on what to do.

“This is gonna hurt, (Y/N),” Dr. Strange spoke, and before you could even respond your vision went white as you screamed from pain. But it only lasted a moment and then, suddenly, you felt a lot better. You heard a faint buzzing noise and then a feeling of relief from your stomach. Tony had used a healing spray that was a feature in his suit to help your wound.

“That should keep the wound clean and promotes healing,” Tony said, his suit disappearing back into his hoodie as he knelt down in front of you. He went full Iron Dad mode as he scanned you otherwise from head to toe, checking for more injuries, “Did you get hurt anywhere else, (Y/N)?”

“No,” you breathed out, looking up at Tony and Stephen, “No, I’m okay.” You readjusted yourself so that you could sit up straighter and look around. “I do have a question, though. Artoo mentioned somebody named Peter Parker was on the ship with us. Who’s Peter Parker?”

“U-Uh, that would be me. I’m Peter Parker.”

A familiar voice spoke up, and when you looked over to where it came from, you saw Spider-Man himself standing there. However, his suit was different from when you had seen him earlier in the day. It was more... metallic. It looked like an upgraded version of his old suit.

“Spider-Man... Peter Parker... same person. Okay, that makes sense,” You nodded your head, giving a slight smile, “Looks like I should be jealous of you now. You got a major suit upgrade too!”

Peter chuckled in response, but he was still stunned by the fact that your mask was gone and he was just gazing at your beautiful face. ‘She’s so beautiful... And so skilled. Man, she’s so cool...’ Peter thought to himself. There were those eyes again, those (Y/C) eyes filled with fire and passion for doing what was right. But now, he saw your whole face. Your (Y/C), (Y/L) hair, your face, your smile, you. He was seeing the real you for the first time.

Boy, did he love what he saw.

“Is your name (Y/N)? I heard Mr. Stark call you that, but i-is that your name? Like, for real?” Peter asked, stuttering lightly out of nervousness.

You smiled up at him and nodded your head lightly, “Yeah. I’m (Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I’m an agent trained by S.H.I.E.L.D. and part of the Avengers as of a few years ago.”

At that, Peter had his own mask withdraw from his face, allowing his face to be seen by you. Your heart jumped in your chest and you felt butterflies in your stomach. ‘Oh no... he’s so handsome... and dorky and funny... crap, have I got a crush on Spider-man?’

Those brown curls, the softness of his brown eyes and the kindness on his face... it made your heart race so fast, you wouldn’t be surprised if Peter could hear it.

“Nice to finally meet you, Peter Parker. I’m glad to see we’re allies this time,” You chuckled, slowly getting to your feet and trying to adjust to everything that happened. Peter stuck a hand out and quickly came to help you get up to your feet. When his hand grabbed yours to help you up, you could’ve sworn you felt electricity coursing through your veins. Maybe your suit just short-circuited.

“Y-Yeah, haha! I don’t want to get my ass handed to me again by you. The bruises you gave me took longer than any others I’ve gotten to heal. My aunt got so freaked out she almost dragged me to the hospital!” Peter exclaimed, and part of you felt really bad for having caused him that much trouble.

“I didn’t know that! I’m sorry that I did that to you, Peter. I honestly didn’t know how much of a threat you were and when I saw you fighting Sam and Bucky, I knew you’d put up one hell of a fight. I guess I went a bit overboard, I’m really sorry!” You apologized profoundly, turning bright red as you spoke and explained why you went as hard as you did.

But Peter just shook his head and grinned a big, boyish grin, “No, don’t apologize! You were so awesome! Man, the way you shattered my web-shooter when it was still on my wrist with your knife but didn’t hurt me mid-swing, that was so cool! You managed to calculate the trajectory and nail the timing to achieve that without using any kind of computer or A.I. to help you! That’s incredible!”

Peter was geeking out about you and you about him, and the two of you continued chatting happily, despite being stranded on a spaceship headed who knows where in the galaxy. “You’re strong enough to stop a whole bus in less than three seconds when it’s going like 50 miles an hour! That’s unbelievable!” You exclaimed, completely amazed by the teenage boy in front of you.

It turned out that the two of you got along really well and had a lot in common. The more you spoke to Peter, the more he liked you and the more you liked him. It seemed that your gut feeling had been right; the two of you got along really well and would be great friends. And one day, maybe the two of you would even become something more.

Tony and Stephen watched as the two teenagers with extraordinary abilities bonded over ordinary things like their love of Star Wars films (”You named your A.I. Artoo after R2-D2?! That’s so sick!” Peter had exclaimed moments before) and their admiration of different superheros.

“Do you think they’ll ever stop talking and realize that things are up in the air and we’re still very much in danger?” Stephen asked Tony quietly, glancing over to where the two kids were laughing together. Tony took a couple moments to observe (Y/N) and Peter and his heart jolted a bit at how much he was missing Pepper. He recognized young love when he saw it.

“There’s a time and place for that. For now, let them be kids,” Tony replied softly, a small smile appearing on his face when he watched you punch Peter’s shoulder playfully, both of you still chuckling slightly and both of you pink in the face. “Let them be kids. Because after this, I’m not sure if they’ll have time to be kids anymore.”

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