We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands
To fight the horde, sing and cry
Valhalla, I am coming
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"Hey, Bruce, hey Tony," I say, walking into Tony's lab. "You guys have something to show me? About my Dad?" Tony and Bruce share a look that makes me way more nervous than I probably should be.
"Yeah," Tony starts. "Have a seat." I do as he says nervously, my heart beating rapidly in my chest.
"What? Is he dead? Oh God, he isn't a part of HYDRA or something, is he?" I say nervously. Bruce chuckles.
"No, definitely not." He replies, and I sigh with relief. "Your father is an alien."
An alien.
Definitely not what I was expecting to hear.
"An alien, as in not from this planet?" I ask hesitantly, and Bruce and Tony nods. "What... breed? Species? I don't know, whatever, what- what is he?"
"We're not sure. You're just not human." Tony says.
"Fully," Bruce adds quickly. "Fully human. Your mom is human."
"...Right. So what does that mean?" I ask.
"I guess nothing," Tony responds. "You know your dad's an alien, and that's that. I guess you could go look for him, but the probability of finding him would be pretty impossible."
"Would it really? Couldn't I, like, I don't know, go looking for him? I don't look like an alien. How hard could it be to narrow down?" I ask, and Bruce and Tony share another look.
"Still difficult." Bruce answers.
"Very unlikely, kid." Tony adds. I sigh.
"Thank you guys for the help," I stand. "It really means a lot."
"Sorry we couldn't have helped more," Bruce says. I shrug, trying to hide my disappointment.
"You did everything you could." I clear my throat. "I'll see you guys later." I say, and I head out of the room towards the training room.
Peter fights Bucky and Sam in a clearly overpowered battle. I stand in the doorway and watch for a moment before Peter catches my eye and stops, making Bucky and Sam stop, too.
"Y/N, you okay?" Peter asks quickly.
"Yeah," I say. "Uh, you guys mind if I steal Peter for a few?" I look between Sam and Bucky.
"You saved him from total ruin," Sam jokes. "He was about to get his ass kicked."
"I was not," Peter disagrees. He reaches me, ripping his mask off, and grins, sweaty from the training.
"Hey," I say.
"Hey," He replies. "You okay?"
"Yeah," I say. I clear my throat. "Can we go talk somewhere private?" Peter's face darkens.
"Oh God, you aren't breaking up with me, are you?"
"No, no," I say quickly. "Definitely not." Peter sighs with relief.
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Prophet || Peter Parker x Reader
Teen FictionY/N L/N leads a pretty normal life: an A average student at Midtown High, well-liked, well rounded, etc. A not so normal part of her life? Being Prophet, a superhero like figure with incredible abilities and the difficulty of not being able to tell...
