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Peter whooped as he flew through the air. It had been three months since he last saw the Avengers, and he couldn't be happier. Luke had hired him to fill in when someone called out. Danny was sparing with him whenever they could. Jessica had him doing stake outs for her when she needed an extra set of hands and even more exciting, Karen had announced her pregnancy to her small group. Matt's Daredevil time had been a little less while they started getting things ready. Karen had refused for him to completely stop since, while she did worry, she knew it was to ingrained in him at this point. Matt was every bit as much Daredevil and Daredevil was Matt. Still, she did make Peter promise to stick close to him when he went out.
With his new income and the progression towards the baby's birth, Peter was looking into finding a place. His first attempts hadn't gone well. The scent blockers he had managed to acquire hadn't been strong enough to hide his omega scent, apparently his enhancement made his scent a little stronger than normal. It had taken Matt, Danny, and Luke alternating visits to be able to get, and keep, Peter with sufficiently strong enough blockers before he had a prospect. Having some of his old friends back had been emotional on him.
It made him miss his Sam and Bucky even more.
Shaking the thoughts out his head, Peter focused on the real reason for being out earlier than usual as he crouched on a roof ledge and looked over at the lit Oscorp tower. In his world, he had been friends with Harry since they were young. When the Avengers had killed him and Norman, he had taken it hard. How does one just get over a life long friend's death at the hands of those sworn to protect them? It didn't help that May's death had followed soon after.
Shooting a web, he swung closer to the tower and positioned himself to get a good view of the back entrance Harry and Norman had always used. Maybe, maybe he could at least catch a glimpse of his one time friend. He wondered what Harry's life was like in this world. Had he and this Peter been friends? Was he still at odds with his father?
Peter froze as the door opened and Harry stepped out. His familiar copper hair was neatly brushed and his suit in perfect condition despite his day at work. Peter smiled as he watched Harry turn back to the door and Mary Jane Watson emerged. She was just as beautiful here as she had been back in his world.
Smiling widely, she took Harry's hand a laughed, still waiting by the door.
Peter's eyes widened as Norman stepped out. He loosened his tie and turned to his son and MJ, a large and warm smile on his face. The three fell into an easy stride with each other as they climbed into Norman's limo and drove off.
Peter's eyes stung. This Harry had everything his Harry had ever wanted, and Peter couldn't have been happier.
"Congratulations, Harry." Peter whispered before firing a web and swinging off.
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Peter sat, swinging his legs over the side of a building as he shoved the last of his hotdog into his mouth. The night had been fairly proactive. He stopped three muggings, a rape attempt and a robbing at the very hotdog stand he received, his now demolished, award from. Over all, not bad.
"You're definitely not originally from here." A voice spoke up behind him.
Peter jumped up, pulling his mask down and spinning around in surprise that someone was able to get near him without his Spider-Sense alerting him.
"Chill out Spider-Man!" The man said, raising his hands. "I'm not from here either!"
Peter raised an eyebrow under his mask as he took in the cheerful man in front of him. The man was covered from head to toe in red and black kevlar and leather. On his back were strapped two swords and a few guns at his sides.
Seriously, how had this guy not set off his sense?
"Names Deadpool, or Wade Winston Wilson if you're looking for a good time hot buns." The man's grin clear despite his mask.
"I'm-"
"Oh I know who you are. In and out of the suit actually." Deadpool shrugged. "Still, it's odd to find you here. This world didn't have a Peter Parker last time I was here."
Peter blinked in stunned silence.
"How..."
"I don't operate on any set rules. Just take what I say in stride and you'll be better off. Anyway!" the man said, clapping his hands together. "How'd you get here?"
Moving forward slowly, Wade dropped down to the roof's edge and patted the seat next to him.
"Tell Daddy Pool your story Baby Boy."
Peter debated on whether or not to entertain the obviously crazy individual before finally sighing and sitting down. His Spider-Sense had been silent the entire time so it was unlikely the man posed any threat to him.
"I'm not actually sure how I got here. Last thing I remember was setting off a bomb-"
"You're that Spider-Man?" Wade gasped, throwing a hand over his chest. "Your world was shit until you did that."
"You've been there?"
"Oh yeah! It's doing a lot better these days. You did good Spidey." Wade cheered, clapping Peter on the back.
"I'm...I'm glad." Peter smiled softly.
"Yeah, those Avengers did a number on things. Total dump until recently."
"Well, at least our deaths weren't in vain." Peter said, the site of Sam and Bucky dying replaying in his mind.
"Well, the world seems ok."
"I don't like your tone. It sounds like you're implying something."
"Well, the whole area where the bomb went off was decimated. You put my explosions to shame with that one. Problem was, there was no way to confirm any deaths." Wade said, looking out over New York.
"I'm not following you."
"What I mean, Webs, is that no one can prove all the Avengers died. You got sent here, who knows if any of them may have been sent somewhere."
Peter's brain shut down at Wade's words. He had never even considered the possibility he wasn't the only one to survive the explosion.
"Is...is there any way you could find out?"
"Not without hoping worlds and some serious searching. I didn't even know you survived till now."
Peter deflated. What if he had doomed some other timeline to the same fate as his own? It was a horrible thought, one Peter wished he had never heard was possible.
"Don't sweat it, Webs." Wade assured. "Even if they were sent somewhere else, they're not going to have the same advantages they did. You've seen that there is already a set of Avengers here, so they couldn't just show up and assume control."
"I guess so."
"Of course so! Still, for you Webs, I'll keep a look out during my travels."
"Thanks."
"No problem Baby Boy. So, moving on, how are you adjusting here? Not exactly like your old home."
"Yeah........." Peter frowned. "Can't say I'm overly happy."
"Ahh....omega." Wade nodded. "Won't lie, I kind of thought you'd be and alpha here."
"I wish I was. Things would be a lot easier."
"So.....met your alpha yet?" Wade purred, leaning in towards Peter.
"Unfortunately." Peter grumbled, refusing to back away.
"Oh! Dish, Webs! Dish! Who's the lucky alpha whose gonna claim that delicious booty?"
"No." Peter huphed, feeling his face heat up.
"Hmmm......let's see. Tense shoulders, snappy response, obvious unhappiness with the match-holy shit! Your alpha is an Avenger! You keep me on my toes in every world, Spidey!" Wade grinned.
"Shut-up. It's not funny!"
"I imagine not given your history. That Parker Luck hit you like a freight train this time."
"I told you about that?"
"I told you Petey-Pie, I know you in and out the suit. I've met a lot of Peter Parkers and all of you share a bit of Parker Luck. Some of you get hit worse than others."
"Well, I sure as hell got worse." Peter sighed.
"Oh, I don't know. I mean, one version of you killed his wife with his radioactive 'fluids'." Wade grinned, nudging Peter in the ribs. "Anyway! Don't keep my curiosity waiting, Petey. I'm not patient when I'm excited."
"Wait, what?" Peter shouted, watching Deadpool shrug.
"It's not like it was on purpose or anything. Might wanna get your own 'fluids' tested for radioactivity though." He laughed. "Hey, you're getting me off track! Which Avenger is trying to tap that spider bootay?"
Peter frowned, the idea that he should have just left the man behind long ago coming to mind.
"I'm waiting Baby Boy!"
"Itsnotjustone." Peter grumbled out.
"What was that?" Wade asked, tilting his head.
"It's not just one!"
Wade sat, motionless and quiet for a time.
"Well, that's a first. Me, the merc with a mouth, speechless."
"I could make that a permanent situation." Peter growled.
"I kind of have the ultimate healing factor Baby Boy. Nothing you can do I won't bounce back from. So, which Avengers are you avoiding?"
"All of them!"
"Duh! Which ones are your alphas though?"
"I hate you." Peter glared.
"Awww! It's just like talking to some other Peters!" Wade squealed, pulling Peter to him. "Still, who is it?"
"You mean you don't know? You seem to be able to figure out anything else."
"I don't generally swing by this world. I'm only here now for a mission. So, Peter Pumpkin, again, who's out to claim your sexy self?"
"Tony, Steve, Natasha, Thor and.............Bucky." Peter frowned.
"And here I was thinking just the fact your alpha was an Avenger was bad." Wade winced.
"I just......I'm gonna keep avoiding them." Peter nodded with determination. "Managed to avoid them three months now."
"Impressive. From what I do know about this world, it's hard for an alpha to stay away from thier omega. Usually it's just as hard for omegas, but I guess you're a special case, Webs."
"Thank God."
"Well.....you might not think so when that heat of yours hits." Wade said, wiggling his eyebrows and elbowing Peter suggestively.
"Don't even mention that! I refuse to accept it."
"Well, I can't say I know much about it." Wade shrugged. "But I've heard stories during my few times here. You're gonna be in for one hell of a time Petey."
"Yes. I definitely hate you. I am not getting involved with any of them!"
"I get it. You're an independent spider omega and you don't need no alpha!"
Peter dropped his head into his palm.
"Well, Baby Boy, it's actually really nice to know you survived." Wade said, standing up. "But I gotta get goi-"
Wade's sentence was cut short as a replusor blast slammed into the side of him, sending him flying off the rooftop.
"Wade!" Peter yelled, firing off a web and catching him before he hit the ground.
"Peter?"
Peter looked over his shoulder as Tony lifted the faceplate of his armor.
"What are you doing here, and with that lunatic?" Tony demanded.
"Like you're one to talk!" Peter shouted, pulling Wade back up onto the roof. Panic flooded his system as flashes of the Avengers from his home killing his friends flew through his mind.
"Tony what's-Peter?" Steve said, surprised by his appearance.
Ignoring the two, Peter turned back to Wade. He had to make sure he was ok. He couldn't fail someone else. He didn't really know Deadpool, but his senses told him he could trust him.
"Are you ok? You....you lost an arm." Peter grimaced at the bleeding stump.
"Just...just remember me as I was..." Wade gasped. "Funny with a buff bod."
"Seriously?"
"Fine. Just ignore my request." Wade pouted, letting Peter help him up and support him.
"Are you crazy?" Peter asked, glaring at two Avengers.
"He's dangerous!" Tony snapped. "Get away from him!"
"Oh, you drug and kidnap me and he's the one who's dangerous."
"That sounds kinky, Petey."
"Peter, please," Steve said, slowly moving forward. "You weren't drugged and you don't know who you're dealing with-"
"Deadpool." Peter stated, rolling his eyes. "Wade Winston Wilson if you're looking for a good time." Peter smirked.
Everyone stopped before Wade burst out laughing.
"Very nice Baby Boy." Wade grinned, winking at him.
"You want to call him that again?" Tony glared, lifting his gauntlet again.
"Hey, what's the-Spidey!" Clint grinned, dropping down next to Steve. "Been a while. That webbing of yours is some serious shit! Welcome back, Wilson."
"Clint! My main man! My favorite Avenger behind Captain America, and that's just because his ass is the American dream........behind yours Baby Boy." Wade teased.
"I'm trying to help you! Keep your mouth shut you idiot!" Peter hissed, noting the way Tony and Steve's faces darkened.
"Oh! That's right! Those big bad alphas gotta defend your honor Petey-Pie!"
"My honor is just fine, now shut-up or I'm gonna throw you back over the side of this building!"
"SHIELD wants him brought in."
Peter looked over as Natasha and Bucky joined the group.
"Bringing out the big guns for little ole me? I'm flattered!" Wade cooed.
"Wade, just save us all a lot of trouble and come with us." Steve sighed.
"You just want me for my fancy accessory." Wade grinned, placing a hand over his belt.
"And the massive amount of destruction you've caused around the city whenever you've been here." Tony glared, his repulsor firing up. "Peter, get away from him."
"Feeling up to a swing around town?" Peter whispered.
"With you? Oh, Petey! Treat me like a princess!"
"Hold on!" Peter shouted, grabbing Wade around the waist and flinging them off the building.
"Peter!" Everyone shouted as they ran to the roof edge to see Peter swing off with Deadpool.
"After them Tony! SHIELD wants Deadpool and we need to make sure Peter's ok!" Steve said, watching as the Iron Man armor shot off.
"They're heading in the direction of Thor and Sam." Natasha noted. "Tony will have backup before we get there."
"Remember the mission." Steve frowned. "Detaining Wilson comes first."
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"Something tells me that belt isn't the only reason they're after you." Peter frowned, setting them down in an alley. "So what's the real story?"
"Oh, they absolutely want the belt. It's just....I'm also up for hire as a hitman."
"What?" Peter shouted.
"Relax, Spidey. I always research both the client and the target. I don't just kill anyone for anyone."
"And other Peter Parkers hang out with you?"
"Hey, not all of you are good guys." Wade pouted. "And no. Some of you accept me, some tolerate me, and some loath me. Now that you know my secret job, what's your stance, Webs?"
"Why are you here?"
"Funny enough, I'm here doing good work! A Doctor Strange from another world asked me to come check out a weird power flux that happened here a few months ago. It just took me a while to get here. Guess I found the source of the flux though."
"I had a Doctor Strange. Is he....is he planning to send me back?" Peter hesitated.
Despite his problems, this world had everything he had lost in his own. The thought of going back to a place where everyone he knew was gone left a pit in his stomach.
"I wouldn't worry about it, Petey. He was just being nosey. When I told him it would take me time to get here, he didn't seem concerned."
Peter sighed in relief. He liked the life he had managed to carve out for himself here, being an omega tied to the Avengers aside of course.
"Hey! I have a question!" Wade jumped up, his small, regrowing arm waving around. "Is your Spidey-Sense on the fritz? I mean, they were able to get the drop on us!"
"No. They got the drop on you. I was obviously never in any danger." Peter huphed, crossing his arms and leaning against a building.
Wade raised an eyebrow as Peter clearly didn't register his words. Whether Peter admitted it or not, his Spider-Sense and body knew he wasn't in danger from the Avengers.
"I just figured with your history-" He started.
"It doesn't work." Peter growled. "It doesn't work around them and I hate it! I don't trust them! My Avengers started off as good guys too, and look how that ended."
"Well, if the ole Spidey-"
"Shut-up! I don't care what my Spider-Sense does! I don't trust them and I'll be ready at the first sign of their turn."
"Or," Wade started, holding out the word. "Or you could just accept the fact that things really are different here and try to relax a little more. I'm not saying to go jump in bed with all of them, though that would be one hot-"
"Wade!"
"Right. I'll just file that away in my spank bank."
"Gross."
"Point is Webs, you're stuck here. You might as well make peace with it."
"I hate you. That's my stance. Besides, Iron Man literally shot your arm off! How are you ok with that?"
"Oh pish." Wade laughed. "That was nothing. I've had much worse!"
"Worse than your arm being blow off?"
"Look, Petey. I've lost so many body parts they once formed back together into an evil me!"
"I can't believe I saved you."
"And it was hot. The way you grabbed me and swung us off into the night.." Wade swooned.
Peter glared, getting off the wall and stalking towards the merc.
"Well, you did your job, why don't you-" Peter gasped as he was lifted and shoved behind a large body.
Sam retracted his wings as he looked over where Thor's frame blocked Peter from Deadpool's sight.
How had he not noticed them coming? He had clearly smelt them before. They must have been wearing scent blockers.
Peter's anger was rising as the situation was sinking in. He hadn't known he was being approached by Avengers! This wasn't good. How could he protect anyone from them if he couldn't even protect himself?
"You will turn yourself in Pool of Dead!" Thor boomed, raising his hammer.
"As fun as that sounds, I'm afraid I'm going to have to turn down your party invite. Now, just let me say goodbye to my Petey-Pie and I'll be on my merry way!"
"I don't think so!"
Peter looked around Thor as Iron Man landed behind Wade. Gritting his teeth, Peter shoved Thor into the side of the building, leaving an imprint of the god and jumping in between Wade and the Avengers.
"Peter!" The voice of Bucky filled the quickly growing crowded ally.
Ignoring everyone, Peter leaned back closer to Wade.
"Clearly there's more going on here, but I'm giving you an out." Peter said lowly. "You've only got one arm so you're no use to me in a fight. Use your belt and get out of here. Tell Strange you found the flux, although I don't know why he didn't just come himself."
"Wizards, am I right?"
"Hurry up!." Peter hissed. "I want out this stupid alley. Against these guys I need more space to fight. I'm not gonna let them take you in while you're not doing anything wrong."
"That's why you're the best, Webs."
Before anyone could react, Wade spun Peter around, lifted up the bottom of their masks and slammed thier lips together.
There was an uproar from the surrounding alphas as Peter pulled back to see Wade wink before disappearing in a bright light
"I'll kill him!" Tony growled as the light vanished.
Peter stands, blinking at the area where Deadpool had once stood. Had that really just happened?
"Peter?"
Peter jumped as a hand landed on his shoulder. Not thinking, he grabbed the hand and flung its owner at the wall near where Thor had just gotten up, and webbed them to it.
Bucky hung upside down where he was webbed to the rough brick of the building.
Regaining his senses, Peter shot off a web, swinging himself out the alley and further into the city.
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"What happened to them?" Bruce asked as the alphas stomped into the common room.
Sam rolled his eyes as Clint stumbled in, face red with laughter.
"Wilson....Wilson.....Wilson laid as big ole smacker on thier omega before disappearing!" Clint gasped and wheezed as he fell to his knees in a heap of laughter.
"It's been a nightmare." Sam sighed. "Of course, the kid took off right after-"
"He webbed Buck to a wall!"
"Yeah." Sam said, running a hand down his face. "Right after he flipped Buck and webbed him to the wall. They've been all kinds of pissed off and mopey since then."
"Well, at least they didn't try pursuing him to talk to him." Bruce tried. "I mean, that's a good thing."
"Sam got to fly back," Clint said, getting himself together. "I rode back with Nat, Buck, and Steve. It was hilarious!"
"They're gonna be unbearable." Bruce sighed. "I'm just gonna move into the lab for a week or so."
"That's no fair, man. This idiot seems fine watching them but I've got better things to do than babysit a bunch of pouty alphas." Sam frowned, motioning between Clint and himself.
"The asshole better hope he never shows back up." Tony growled, stomping over to the bar and pulling out a bottle of scotch. "I'll find a way to kill him."
"SHIELD won't be happy he got away." Clint snorted.
Five sets of furious eyes glared at him as he tried to hold it together.
"Well, I mean, it's true." Clint shrugged, pushing Sam and Bruce towards the elevator.
"You don't want to stay and watch?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow as the three entered the elevator.
"Nah." Clint said. "I mean, it was funny at first and now it's just sad."
"This whole situation is strange." Bruce said, not really looking at anything. "I mean, Peter is an anomally in our world, yet his biology acts like he's always been here. Not just that though, but his scent is a mate match for all of them. The very people he hated in his world, become the very people he's tied to in this one."
"You've got that 'I wanna experiment' look, Bruce." Sam said.
"I'd love to get a chance to really talk to him." Bruce admitted. "Maybe even get a chance to study his abilities."
"Well, you're certainly not gonna get him here."
"No. Probably not unless he accepts his alphas."
"Don't see that happening any time soon." Clint snickered.
"You're enjoying this an awful lot." Sam said.
"It's my evil little beta heart enjoying his alpha friends suffering. Besides, you're both lying if you say this isn't the most entertaining thing we've gotten to witness in a long while."
Neither Bruce nor Sam replied.
"Anyway, I'm going home to check on Laura and the kids. It's good for them to get the smells of our pack mates."
"You could always just bring them here instead of shipping our clothes to them." Bruce said.
"No can do. I don't want them near here. They're safe where they are."
"Everyone would love to see them. Especially Nat."
"I know." Clint sighed. "I miss them all the time. It's just safer this way. I'd say we'd plan a secret visit but I don't see any of them leaving the city."
"Not right now." Sam said, rolling his eyes. "How about Bruce and I tag along."
"Laura and the kids would love it." Clint grinned. "Go pack your shit kids. We're going on a road trip."
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Peter weaved in and out of buildings. While he didn't think he was being followed, he didn't want to chance it. Landing, he closed his eyes and listened careful for any sound of the Avengers. Aside from the normal sounds of the city, everything was calm.
He hadn't gotten a call from Luke or Jessica, so he wasn't needed at the bar or on a mission. He felt an unusual sense of relief though. HIs encounter with Deadpool and the Avengers left him in a lackluster state to continue patrol.
He wasn't sure he wanted to go back to Matt and Karen's either. Karen's pregnancy had increased her attempts at talking about his omega side.
He had to find a place soon.
Still, nothing was really going on and he really didn't feel like patrolling anymore. Sighing, he swung back towards Matt and Karen's.
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"You're back early."
Peter jumped as he turned to see Karen standing in his doorway.
"Are you practicing ninja parent skills?"
"I just enjoy the fact I can sneak up on you. Ever since Matt told me about your Spider-Sense in action, I'm utterly tickled that it doesn't work on me."
Peter rolled his eyes with a smile.
"Where's Matt?"
"In the kitchen. I was hungry."
"Already got him hopping hu?" Peter snickered.
"I'm gonna milk it for all I can." she chuckled. "So, anything interesting happen while on patrol?"
Peter narrowed his eyes. Her tone was way to innocent.
"Not really."
"You're such a kill joy." Karen pouted. "Matt got called in to hunt down a guy named Deadpool. He turned them down to stay home with me. Did you run into him? I mean, he's hard to miss."
"More like he ran into me." Peter sighed. "I guess the rooftop I was on was in his path."
"What's he doing here?"
"Well, he's gone now. Used his fancy belt to leave."
"Ok, but what was he doing here? From what I've gathered, there's always trouble when he's here but apparently nothing happened."
"Oh, something happened alright." Peter huphed, flopping down on his bed.
Karen raised an eyebrow as she sat down next to him and waited.
"He was looking for me, without knowing he was looking for me."
"What does that mean?"
"Apparently a Doctor Strange-"
"Who?" Karen frowned.
"I'm guess you guys don't have one?"
"No. We had one." Matt said, walking into the room. "He vanished a few years ago. No one's heard from him sense."
"Hmm." Peter hummed. "Well, Deadpool said he was sent here by another Doctor Strange to investigate a 'flux' here. The time lines up to suggest my arrival was the 'flux'."
"Is that, bad?" Karen asked, concern in her voice.
"Not according to Deadpool. He said Strange just wanted to know."
"That sounds like a Strange." Matt said, shaking his head. "So, Wade left?"
"Yeah."
"Good. Now I won't be pestered to find him."
"You um.....did you..." Karen stumbled.
"Just ask, Karen." Peter sighed, knowing what she wanted to know.
"Did you see the Avengers?"
"Oh, I more than saw them." Peter grumbled. "They literally attacked Deadpool in front of me. He was telling me about how my old world is recovering and what he was doing there when Iron Man shot him off the roof. Blew his arm off!"
"He'll be fine." Matt said nonchalantly.
"Not the point!" Peter grumbled. "He wasn't doing anything wrong, I was right there with him! I was getting some good information from him."
"Oh, Peter." Karen sighed. "Deadpool's lucky that was all that happened to him. Alphas don't handle thier omegas being in a dangerous situation well."
"They didn't even know I was there till after Stark attacked him! Besides, I can take care of myself." Peter growled. "Plus, I wasn't in any danger. My Spider-Sense was completely silent."
"Around Deadpool?" Matt asked, disbelief in his voice.
"Yeah. He wasn't here to cause trouble. He was on a mission. Also, he apparently knows versions of me from other worlds."
"I have nothing to say to that." Matt shrugged.
"This is why I keep trying to talk to you, Peter! You would better understand your situation!"
"I don't have a situation Karen!"
"Yes you do! Whether you like it or not, they are your alphas Peter! They're going to protect you and do whatever it takes to win you over because it's thier instincts! They want to see you happy and safe!"
"I'd be happy if they left me alone and again, I can take care of myself!" Peter shouted, jumping up off the bed. "Things were going good for me until tonight! I thought they had given up until I was forced to deal with them again!"
Karen sighed, giving a look at Matt. Understanding Karen's mood, the alpha turned and left the room.
"I know you want to fight this, Peter." Karen started, voice soft. "I know it's hard for you. You haven't been here long enough to be fully adjusted to your body, and definitely not long enough for the Avengers to have proven themselves. I'm just......I'm just asking that you let me talk to you. You need to understand where they're coming from. You need to understand how alphas are about thier omegas. It would make things so much easier, Peter."
"I don't.........I can't, Karen." Peter frowned. "You don't understand what you're asking of me."
"Then tell me."
"If we talk about it, it makes it real. It can't be real, Karen. It can't be. I can't handle it. I can't look at them and think of being in a relationship with people who hurt me and killed my loved ones."
"But that wasn't them, Peter." Karen frowned. "That's not who they are."
"It doesn't matter! They have the same faces! They're in the same positions! At any time they could cross the line and be just like the ones I hopefully killed!"
There was silence between the two omegas as they studied each other.
Karen sighed, her voice sad as she spoke.
"I don't know how to help you Peter. I want to put you at ease so bad, but I can't. They could, if you'd let them. As long as you're intent of seeing them as those from your past, there's nothing I can do. It's not that I want to see you hurt, but I worry. I worry about what will happen when your first heat hits. I can tell you what it's like all day long, but you won't ever really be prepared."
Peter was quiet as she continued.
"It's hard, Peter. A heat is hard. There are literally centers where omegas go and spend thier heats with qualified alphas until they find thier own. An alpha's knot is the only real relief an omega can get during a heat. Even more concerning for you, Peter, is that the first one is always the worst. It's the worst and we have no idea if your age and the fact you're not originally from here will make a difference."
Peter turned his head away from her. He couldn't give her what she wanted. He couldn't promise her he'd try to see the Avengers as different people. He couldn't promise her that because he couldn't do it. Every mark on his body was given to him by them. He sometimes got phantom pains from the large scar on his back. Hell, he often got phantom pains all over.
Life had been brutal in his world.
He couldn't promise her he would ever see them as anything more than monsters. He had been down that road of blind trust with the Avengers before, and all he got was pain.
Peter Parker didn't tend to make the same mistakes twice.
Screw his silent and calm Spider-Sense.