Caroline Stark

Peter Parker

Thanks for going on to read the second chapter, hope you enjoy it...

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I carry on walking through the headquarters, my thoughts swirling with boredom.

When will I get to go out into the real world? It's never going to be safe, so why are we waiting so long?

I let my legs guide me, not quite sure where I'm going. After a while I end up outside Aunty Nat and Aunty Wanda's bedroom doors. I'm not surprised; I always go to either of them when I'm sad. But today I know neither is in their room; Nat is on 'business' (being an assassin and a spy) and Wanda is with her red-skinned boyfriend.

So I walk away and go see what my Dads doing. Sometimes he's inventing or fixing things and he lets me help, that usually takes my mind off my troubles. I hear his voice from the next room and follow it. Who could he be talking too? Jarvis maybe?

I stand at the the door and I'm about to open it when I hear another voice. A boy's voice. And I know exactly which boy too; Peter Parker.

He's here sometimes, usually to get a suit update, a small mission or just to ask for advice. I think my Dad sees him as a son, which is pretty sweet.

I guess that makes Peter my secret brother.

A couple of months ago he saved my Dad, Happy and many others from the father of a girl in his class, and everyone was really happy with him.

Sometimes I wish I could be Peter. Then I wouldn't have to be shut away like I'm fucking Rapunzel or something.

Also, he doesn't have superpowers but he can still fight, and he gets to go to school and is treated with respect by all the avengers. Fuck, he is an avenger.

I still need to prove myself if I want any of that to happen to me though. I don't know how that's supposed to happen if they never let me go on any missions, but it's been two and half years, something has to happen soon, right?

I open the door a crack and peer around it curiously.

Dad's back is turned to me, and Peter is standing opposite him, schoolbag in hand, looking stressed.

"Let me get this straight," begins my Dad, "Liz moved back to your highschool? Liz as in the Liz with the Dad you put in jail?"

This is news. I lean forward a little to catch Peter's next words.

"Yeah." says Peter, "And I guess I'm happy she's back... but why? Doesn't it seem a little odd to you?"

"Why would it be odd?"

"Her Mom and her were supposed to be moving on, you know? A new town, a new school, a new life. A life without her Dad."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying maybe they haven't moved on. Maybe..."

Peter's eyes catch mine and they widen. I gasp and slam the door, running away as fast as I can. Boy am I going to get it later.

"Who is she?" I hear Peter asking my Dad from far away.

Never, in the whole of my life here at the Avengers Headquarters, have I been seen by anyone except the main team, and there was once an incident with Loki, but it was resolved in the end.

But now Peter has seen me. I am in deep shit. Like, waist deep shit. Nobody is supposed to know that I exist or who I am. But he saw me. And it's not like I'm easily forgettable either. I have different colors in my eyes and short dark brown curtain bangs. I dress in a pretty unique style and I have freckles. He will definitely remember me, and that's a problem.

I gulp and run to my room, slamming the door behind me and locking it. My mind is full of questions.

What if Peter followed me? What if he tells people about me? What if he keeps asking the avengers about me and Thor lets something slip? (Trust me, it will be him)

But maybe I'm overreacting. My Dad isn't that great at lying, but he has his moments. I could be a promising secretary of some sort? I'm sure it will all be covered up.

Hopefully.