Jump {Marvel OC Fanfic}

Upgrades, People! Upgrades!

After a long, almost 10 hour flight, we finally land in Berlin. I look up from my book to see blue skies and planes taxiing around the airport. I stand up and stretch. It's nice to finally be able to stand without having to worry about turbulence. I look to my right and see Peter sleeping. I smirk mischievously. I sneak over, trying desperately to not walk him up, and lean down to be on his level.

Then I blow in his ear.

"AHH!" Peter screams. I collapse on the floor in laughter. I can hardly breathe. "That wasn't nice!" My brother is very clearly not happy.

"Oh-" I take a deep breath and collect myself. "Calm down. I had to wake you up and I mean- you have to admit-" Another deep breath. "It was a little bit funny." My voice goes up an octave on that last part since I'm trying so hard to contain my laughter. Peter, however, does not seem to be as amused.

"Why do I put up with you?" He asks, very exasperated.

"Because you love me..." I tease while turning away.

"I hate you." Peter deadpans. I whip around and pretend to be offended. I put my hand on my forehead like a princess in one of those fairy tales.

"How could you?" I gasp. My brother rolls his eyes while I turn to collect my things.

"Are you two done yet?" I look to see Happy looking at us with crossed arms.

"For now." I smile.

"Well, it's time to get your things." He walks between us and down the steps out of the plane.

"Someone's not very happy." Peter mumbles.

"Oh stow it, Pete." I grab my things and follow Happy outside. We grab our suitcases and walk to security. You would think that Mr. Stark being, well, Mr. Stark we wouldn't have to go through security but nope! We have to deal with the lengthy and annoying process of passports and bag checking. Thankfully the TSA didn't see our suits and web shooters. Although I have no clue how. It's kind of obvious.

We take an uneventful taxi ride to the hotel. We arrive and I am blown away by the incredible architecture. Berlin is already proving to be more interesting than I thought. We check in and walk to our rooms. Or well, it's more like a house inside of a hotel because all three are connected. And I am so glad that I don't have to share with Peter. I love him but that would've been a nightmare. I step through the door and I am shocked by the sheer size. The bedroom and living space alone are bigger than our entire apartment. And that doesn't even include the kitchen and closet.

As I explore the room, it seems as if it won't end. That is until I find a door with voices coming from the other side. I listen closely and realize that it's Happy and Peter. I open the door just a tad, not wanting to interrupt, to see my brother filming. Again.

I roll my eyes and close the door again. I walk back to my bed and flop down on it. It's nice to lay on something actually comfortable. Not just an airplane seat. I almost fall asleep before I remember that I should unpack. I reluctantly stand and start putting my clothes into the dresser. I get to the bottom and see my Arachne suit. Then, I remember that I saw some sort of case in the main living room. I walk down the hallway (yes, my room has a hallway. It's that big) and enter the main space. I see a silver briefcase on the coffee table and am relieved that I wasn't imagining things.

I kneel to open it but I pause because I hear my brother talking to his camera in the other room. Jeez, he's loud if I can hear him all the way over here. I get an idea and sprint to go grab my phone. I go back to the case and set up my phone where it can see the top of whatever the heck this is. Who knows. It might be interesting. I press record and then look for a button to open the "package". I find what I'm looking for and push it. As the lid pops open, I gasp. In a very fancy, Tony-esque way.

A new suit reveals itself.

Once I overcome the complete shock, I slowly reach out to touch it. Four robotic arms are holding it up and out of the case. It's neatly folded too! When I pull it out, I see that it's the same as my original design but it feels so much nicer. I run my hand over the fabric and feel the faint buzz of wires. My eyes widen slightly with the realization that this suit must have an AI or at least a heater. There would be no point for wires if there weren't. I turn to go find Peter to show him but then again... he probably has one too and just doesn't know it yet. If I put my new suit on and he doesn't... humiliation material.

I opt instead to turn off my phone, run to my bedroom, and change into my new suit. It's way too big at first but once you push the spider logo it tightens up and fits perfectly. I step over to the mirror and admire my new fit. The suit looks a thousand times better than my homemade one and fits way nicer. It's not too small or too big. Not even any sort of wrinkling. I smirk at myself and smile when I realize the spider eyes change shape with my actual eyes. All of a sudden, a voice rings out in my ears.

"Hello." says the disembodied voice.

"Hello? Who's there?" I ask, slightly panicking. 

"I am your personal AI."

"I have my own AI?!" I whisper-yell trying not to let anyone hear me talking to myself.

"Indeed. I am currently known as AEP1 but you may call me whatever you like." I raise my eyebrows at the name thinking about what it may mean. Then it dawns on me. AEP. Arachne Estelle Parker. I shake my head slightly. Of course Stark would use a seemingly complicated name for a simple concept.

"Hmm." I hum. 'What should I name you?'

"How about Amanda?"

"That sounds nice, Miss Parker."

"Oh please. If I can call you Amanda, you can call me Estelle."

"Very well then," Amanda says. I wonder how Mr. Stark came up with her voice. Even though she is an artificial intelligence she sounds very comforting. Amanda even has the slightest touch of a British accent. Which I love. All of a sudden, I get an idea.

"Amanda? What exactly can this suit do?"

"Well, it has a heater, a tracker, upgraded detachable web-shooters, built-in cameras, scanners, and much more. Although there are some things I've been told not to reveal for as Mr. Stark put it, 'dramatic effect.'" I let out a laugh at that. I can just imagine Tony programming Amanda to say that with a flourish of his hands. He is the definition of dramatic effect.

I'm shaken out of my thoughts with the closing of a door. I quickly change out of my suit and back into my normal clothes. Then I shove my new suit into my drawer just as my door opens. It's Peter.

"Hey, you busy?" He asks. I shake my head. Clearly, he hasn't found his suit yet.

"Nah. I just finished unpacking."

"Well in that case. Happy said that we could go out and explore Berlin." I shoot up to standing.

"Really?!" I have a stupid grin on my face but I don't care. Which of course earns me a laugh from my brother.

"Yes, Essie. Now come on!" He sprints out of the room while I put my shoes on and grab my phone. I walk out of my room, down the hallway, and meet Peter at the door.

"Ready?"

"Heck yeah!"

And with that, we head out the door.