Spider-boy gets recruited by a man in the tin can
Peter was just a boy when his dad died. As cruel as his death was, Peter was fine. He had Aunt May and Uncle Ben. Peter was ten, and he only now found out how his dad and his dad's wife died. He knew Mary wasn't his mom despite his Aunt May trying to debunk his theory.
He knew who exactly his mother was. And it was almost heartbreaking on who it was. He found out through the videos his dad recorded.
"Hey, Natalia," Richard starts. He was carrying a baby. Peter. He was already a few months when he figured out that he could stand. "I hope these videos can help you with the fact that you couldn't be in our kids' life. I didn't make it for me because I know I won't live to relish in the man that Peter will be. I hope you can, but I know I won't."
Peter stares in shock. Who was Natalia?
"And for Peter,"
Peter looks at the TV in his room.
"I hope you know your true, TRUE mom. Mary is your mom but she isn't Natalia. Natalia is your mother. Natalia Romanoff. She will be the best mom if she finds you before you turn into an adult. I only met her once but she was smart and independent. Something I hope you can gain because I know you gained the good looks and maybe a bit of my humourous jokes."
Peter didn't know how his dad joked.
Peter remembers doing research on Natalia Romanoff. There was nothing but fake Facebook pages. After a year, he researched her again and found her on the S.H.I.E.L.D. website. He was unsure about her at first because Black Widow was killing before he was born but he knew if his own dad knew about his parentage, then who was he to protest?
Peter looked into the box and knew there was one more tape to watch but he refused to watch it because it wasn't for him. It was for his mom. Besides, he was now proud of his mom. He saw her on the news jumping on an aliens vehicle using CAPTAIN AMERICA'S SHIELD!! That was truly awesome.
He wanted to be like his mom and iron man. Maybe thor.
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2014
He truly started being Spider-Man when Uncle Ben died. Peter was being selfish. His death only happened because of Peter’s selfishness. Using his newfound powers to get money, giving the manager shit because of missing money and letting the robber go because just as the manager said I missed where it was my problem. And now as he remembers the gruesome scene of holding his bloodied Uncle, he jumps from the highest building possible and flips, excitement running through his veins as he confidently attaches a web to another building and swings from it, laughing as he did it. He can help others who need it.
Being Spider-Man was the best decision he made.
Next to the worse decision of not stopping his uncle’s killer.
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2015
When Peter came in, He didn't expect the rich car to be there for him. He walked into the apartment complex, fresh from garbage diving and listening to music. At first, he really didn’t think the car was there for him. Why would it be? He’s just a regular teenage boy going home to his Aunt after his day at regular school.
But then, Tony Stark, with a black eye, greets him with a wink. On the black eye. He stares, flabbergastered. He paused the Cherry Bomb album and takes out his earphones. "W-What are you doing h-here? I'm Peter."
"Tony." He says simply as if he wasn't Iron Man or former CEO of Stark Industries.
"Have you not been getting my emails, Mr. Parker?" Tony asks. Emails? Peter never emails anyone with the exception of his teachers. Instantly, he knew that was a lie. And after that discovery, he connected the dots and knew what Tony was here for:
Spider-Man.
Peter nods, "About the..." He waits for Tony to complete his lie but turns out May does.
"The Grant." She says, pretending to look mad, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Peter nervously chuckles. "Well, I wanted you to be surprised! Didn't know that Mr. Stark would come and tell you himself," He lets his wide eyes go to Tony as they both knew that Tony wouldn't come here for something so small. "What did I apply for again?"
"That's what I'm here to hash out, Mr. Parker."
Peter hums.
"It's hard to believe she's someone's aunt." Tony flirts and Aunt May wasn't having it but sucked it up. Peter sees he still has that playboy charm but not with Aunt May. It looked like she’s immune. After all, there was only one guy who made May swoon and he’s underground...
"Well, we all come in shapes and sizes, don't we?"
"This loaf is exceptional." Tony lies because even Peter knows that Aunt May's cooking will rival with anything but Bobby Flay.
"Let me stop you there," Peter says with a laugh, "Does this grant involve money?"
"Sure does, Peter. It's Tony Stark you're talking too," Tony points out and looks at May, "Lemme have five minutes with the kid."
May nods and they both head to Peter's room.
"I never applied to any grant," Peter says.
"You sure didn't underoos," Tony says as he spits out the loaf and Peter sees his eyes sneaks all over his room, "Retro tech, Thrift store, Salvation Army?"
"Dumpster diving."
"Yikes, but I want to talk to you about two things." And with that being said, Tony pulls up footage as him being Spider-Man. "That's you, right?"
Peter gave him the answer he did to anyone who planned to ask. "No," He says immediately, "That's all on YouTube, stuff can be fake there... y' know."
Mr. Stark didn't seem to believe him. "It's like those videos... the... what do you call them?"
"UFO's sightings?"
"Exactly!"
And whatever belief Peter thought Mr. Stark must've had went out the window as soon as Mr. Stark opened the attic and his Spider-Man costume came out. "What's this, Parker-man?"
Peter runs and grabs it. "That's... uh..."
"So, you're the... Spider-ling... Crime-fighting spider... Spider-boy?"
"Sp-Spider-Man." Peter stammers out as he was annoyed at Mr. Stark didn't get the name right.
"Not in this PJ masks inspired onesie, you're not." How did Mr. Stark know about that one?
"What?" Peter asks, "Listen, I was having a good day! I didn't miss the subway and I found a perfect lookin' DVD player and I nailed my algebra test!"
Mr. Stark dismissed Peter's talking and asked him, "Who did the webbing? The strength is incredible!"
"Me."
"How about climbing the walls? Cohesive gloves?"
"It's a story you'll never get to hear." Peter says before Mr. Stark grabs his goggles and tries to put them one.
"Good lordy-"
Who even says lordy? Peter thinks.
"How do you even see in these?!"
"Yes. Yes, I can, It's just that... my senses dialed up to eleven. They think their input is necessary, so I put those goggles on to dial them down and it helps me focus."
Mr. Stark suddenly turns serious as he sits across from Peter on his desk chair and asks him another question, "You're in dire need of an upgrade, 100% kid," Peter turns to him, "Why are you doing this? I gotta know. What's your MO? What gets you outta this twin bed in the morning?"
Peter was reminded of his dad, who never got to see him grow up. Peter was reminded of his mom, who couldn't even see her own baby and didn't see what he grew up to become. Peter was reminded of the three people who inspired him to become Spider-Man: Uncle Ben, his mom, and dad. All were done wrong by injustices in their life and couldn't be saved. Uncle Ben created Spider-Man.
He wanted to save people.
But would he tell Mr. Stark? No. Well, at least not the people behind Spider-Man.
Peter fiddles with his fingers, "Because I've been me my whole life and to not use these powers for good doesn't appeal to me. I had these powers all my life."
Tony nods, letting Peter know that he's listening.
Peter's glad.
"I read books, I build computers, and yeah I-I can play football, but I couldn't then and why should I now?"
"Because you're different."
Peter nods, glad he's getting the point. "Exactly. When you do the things I can do, but don't..." He waits as Tony stops to lean forward, "And then the bad things happen... And they happen because of you."
Peter could tell Tony was moved by his words, "So, you wanna lookout for the little guy? That's it?"
Peter nods.
Tony stands from the desk chair and looks at the messy bunk bed, and Peter's leg was on it. "I'm gonna sit here, so you move your leg." And Peter does so. Unbeknownst to Peter, Tony was trying to clap his shoulder and it took him a second before he did and that's what made Peter look at Tony.
"You got a passport?"
"Uh, no. I don't even have a driver's license."
"Ever been to Germany?"
"No."
"Oh, you'll love it," Tony says with a smile and Peter gets up.
"I can't go! I have homework!"
Tony didn't look impressed. "Please tell me you didn't just say that."
"I can't just do that." Peter scolds, feeling nervous.
"Might be dangerous," Was all Tony had to say before Peter realized it was avenger work going down in Germany. His mom is an avenger.
"Well, I have a ques-"
"Is it about your mom?" Tony asks, "I know who your mom is, no doubt. She's pretty cool."
"I know as well," Peter replies and Tony's eyes widen at this before being pulled back into a natural face, "How is she like?"
Tony breathes in and Peter can tell that he's thinking about what to say. "Your mother is very... secretive but! But I know she's great and that she can joke about things at times. Steve and Clint and hell, even Fury know her better than I do, let's be honest."
Peter frowns at that. "Is there a chance that I'll meet her?"
"Sure, but she won't know you unless..." Tony thinks for a moment, "How about you guys get like a twenty-minute meet up before the fight?"
"One hour." Peter demands.
"Okay, one hour," Tony declares and he walks to the door, "Now make sure to tell Aunt Hottie about this field trip."
Peter grabs his web shooter and webs Tony to the knob, "You are NOT telling Aunt May. If you do, she freaks out, then I do."
"I wasn't going to tell her. That's a you thing to tell her." Tony states and they share an earnest look, "Now let me go bud."
"Sorry, uhh, I'll get the solvent."
As Tony Stark leaves, He was suddenly excited to go on that field trip to meet someone he was longing to meet.