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???:   Come on dude!  Where are you?

Peter:    Umm... Where am I supposed to be??

???:    Clint! this is no time for games. The meeting started 20min ago!

???:    I told you this morning

Peter:    my name's not Clint and I have no idea what you're talking about

???:    ugghh.  that prankster gave me the wrong number. Sorry about that

Peter:    Its alright. I wasnt doing much anyways

Peter set his phone back on his desk. Sighing, he stared at the ceiling. "Karen," he called, "wanna go patrolling?

"Always, Peter." The AI replied. "There is a bank robbery on Elms Ave N."   (A/N:  I've never been to New York, and thereby don't know much about it

Eagerly pulling his mask on, Peter swung out the window and into the night.

Once at the bank, Karen scanned for people. "Three people inside. Two with guns." With that, Peter dove into saving people, and stopping criminals.

-------- Time skip cuz I'm bad at fight scenes...--------

"Aaaahhhh!!!" Peter screamed in pain as he collapsed on a nearby roof. The last few criminals were way better with guns and knives than he thought they'd be.

"Peter, you are seriously injured. Is there someone you'd like me to call?" Karen asked worriedly.

"No-o Karen," Peter gasped. "Just... tell me... how badly I'm...  hurt."

"You have two broken ribs, a stab wound to your abdomen and another to your right shoulder, a black eye, a broken left wrist, and a bullet in your left lower leg." Karen answered.

Black dots appeared in Peter's vision as the world faded and swam.  "PETER!!" Karen yelled in his ears. "You've got to stay awake!"

Groaning, Peter forced his eyes to focus. "Karen," he said weakly, "where's the bullet?"

"In your left lower leg. There is a first aid kit about five feet behind you. Use the tweezers to get the bullet out." Karen walked him through each step, patiently helping her creator. Eventually, Peter got himself patched up, and fell asleep quickly despite the pain. 

Karen watched Peter's vitals while he slept. Ever since Peter had made her about a year ago, she had been extremely protective of him. From helping him design better suits, to walking him through how to patch himself back up. She checked on security back at the hideout, all clear. Since Aunt May had died three months ago, Peter had moved into an unused warehouse, while hiding from the CPS.

A/n

None of the main characters in this book are mine. I can only claim a few side characters, the rest belong to Marvel. Some characters may not behave according to the movies, as I have not seen many Marvel films.

I got inspiration from reading many Spiderman&Avengers books. I apologize if a scene in my book closely matches something you created. It is not my intention to steal your work, please tell me if I do, and how you want me to fix it(be it changing a scene, or adding credit)

Who do you think Peter's texting?  

Any ideas as to how to make Peter meet the Avengers?  suggestions are welcome


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