Chapter 3
Peter woke up feeling AMAZING! Like, the best he’s ever felt. Literally worried about the spider for nothing. However, he was still hearing everything. He could hear Tony roll over in bed, could hear the early morning bustle of the streets.
Peter was wide awake though so he decided to go down to the training gym to see if anyone was down there. Maybe he could hop on the treadmill.
No one was in the gym. Feeling energetic, Peter hopped on the treadmill and started at a run.
He noticed after about half an hour that he wasn’t puffed and he hadn’t broken a sweat. Which was weird seeing as he had asthma. Peter wasn’t complaining though.
After about 20 mins more running, Peter thought he’d do some weights. He decided to start on a 90kg bench press, he was stronger than he looked.
It didn’t feel like he was lifting anything though. Confused, Peter checked the weights he was using. Okay, maybe I'll just go up to 95?
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Tony got up and headed to Peter's room on the way to get coffee to see how he was. He knocked gently and pushed the door open since it wasn’t shut. “Pete?” Peter wasn’t in his bed. He went to check the bathroom, not there either. “Fri? Where's Peter?”
“In the training gym Boss” The hell? Wasn’t Peter feeling like crap yesterday? Although maybe he wasn’t, he was only acting weird.
Tony decided to go see him.
At first glance it just looked like Peter was lifting weights, and he was, but it looked as though he was lifting the weight of two buses.
“What the hell?”
Peter yelped and dropped the weights,(luckily he wasn’t benching anymore, he’d moved onto deadlifts) and jumped, accidentally landing on the ceiling.
“AHH” Peter yelled, clearly surprised at this turn of events.
“Holy shit!” Said Tony, hands on his head.
“Peter, get down from there!” Said Tony, baffled.
“I-I can’t! My hands are stuck!” Peter exclaimed, trying to pull his hands off.
“Okay, okay, just hang tight for a minute I'm gonna get a mattress”.
But as he said it, all 4 of Peter's limbs came loose and he fell.
“PETER!”
But Peter landed neatly on his feet, un-injured.
Tony rushed forwards, checking Peter over. Seeing he had no injuries he held peter by the shoulders and said “okay Peter what in the ever loving fuck was that?! You were lifting over a thousand pounds! Then you get stuck to the ceiling?!. Since when could you do that?”
“Dad calm down, I didn’t know I could do any of that stuff until today!”
‘I’m not exactly sure why but.... I sort of got bitten by this spider at Oscorp and now I'm like, crazy strong, super fast and I can see!” He gestured to his eyes.
“Dad i think that spider had something weird going on cause i feel amazing”
Tony took a deep breath “Oscorp you said?”
Peter could already see a plan forming. “Yeah dad but don’t do anything! It was my fault i wasn’t where i was supposed to be”
“I don’t care, Norman shouldn’t have that shit accessible, even by mistake.”
“But I’m so much stronger now! I could help you guys on missions!”
“No, absolutely not. We don’t even know what this is. First things first we’re getting you checked out in the med bay. We don’t know what the spider might have left behind. Why didn’t you tell me you got bit? You could’ve been dead already!”
“Honestly dad, I thought I'd just sleep it off. And I feel great now!”
He sighed, “let’s just get you checked out, yeah?”
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“Okay Peter” Bruce said, looking down his glasses at Peter's test results.
“Can you tell me roughly the exact time and day you were bitten?”
“Uhhh it was two days ago at Oscorp, maybe around 12:30?”
“Okay, and how long after did you start having symptoms, and what were they?”
“It was about 10 minutes after the bite, i started getting really hot and light headed-”
“-and you didn’t think that was concerning?!” Tony interrupted.
“Tony let him speak, the past is in the past”.
Tony stopped talking, but folded his arms and looked stony.
“Um so anyway” Peter said, glancing at his dad, “I got really hot and kind of dizzy, but mostly everything’s loud. I can hear everything. I can hear your heartbeats”. Tony looked shocked, Bruce was calculating.
“Interesting,” Bruce said. “It also says on your tests that your metabolism is about four times the average persons”. “You also said you could see without your glasses now?”
“Yeah! I first noticed it when we were watching TV the night of the trip, but I was also feeling really out of it so I didn’t think much of it”.
“Okay. Well Peter it looks like everything’s okay, obviously we can’t reverse the bite so it seems as though you’ll be living with the abilities of the spider that bit you, it looks like it was radioactive, which is what gave you the abilities. Had it been a normal spider you’d likely have been sick for about a week”
“I-I get to keep the powers?” Peter said, excitement building.
“Yes, I’m sorry Peter but it’s not exactly possible to take something out that's running through your veins” he said with a sympathetic smile.
“Are you kidding?! This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me!”
“Okay, Peter?” Tony finally spoke up. “I need you to listen to me, yeah?”
“You keep these- these abilities in this building until I say”. “I can’t have you showing them off at school, it’s dangerous”.
“I wasn’t going to! But…” He looked nervous, “can I tell Ned? He’s going to flip!”
Tony hesitated, “okay Pete, why don’t you invite him over tonight? I’ll order what- 7 pizzas or something? We can test that metabolism of yours”.