Shit, shit, shit, shit.
What do I do????
What do I—
Oh! I remember the suit. Smacking the side of my neck, a mask covers my face in seconds before I could see Peter appear out of the shadows.
Surprised, I shoot a web that attaches him to the nearby wall. "Woah," he exclaims, "you- you have webs too?" looking between me and the black webbing. "Uh, hello." I expected to see his face as I inched closer but all I saw was him in his night monkey suit. "Who are you?" He asks.
"Uh," I clear my throat, changing it's tone, "I'm-" I hesitate. What's my name? What's the name Stark gave me years ago?
Remember! Come on!
It's— ugh I forgot.
"I.. I'm nobody." I blurted out and he shook his head.
"What? Everyone has a name though? Like me, I'm sp- night monkey. Anyway, not the point— are you— wait," he stops and walks to me, ripping his hand effortlessly from my webs. I step back but he comes close enough to potentially read the brand of my suit. I cursed under my breath as he gasped.
"Your suit. It was made by Mr. Stark. Are you- are you an... avenger?" His voice says out of curiosity.
I sigh. Should I lie more?
"... Yes." Well okay.
"Whoa, really? You knew Mr. Stark?" He asks, getting excited. "Wait, how come I've never seen you before? How long have you been an avenger?"
I rub my temples, contemplating how annoying Peter is as a superhero.
"Listen, I can answer all your questions later, okay? Just right now... I need help."
"Really? With what?"
"Do you know where Nick Fury is? I need to talk with him."
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I can't believe I'm getting myself dragged into this.
And I can't believe I let Peter come with me to Berlin.
On the way there, I noticed Ned had texted me many times, saying where I was. I said I was safe and asked him to text Peter that I was found. Ned didn't question it and I watched Peter open his phone to read it, relieved that I was found.
How did I know they were looking for me and that they tracked my phone? You'll never know.
To our surprise when we got to Berlin, a black car pulled up in front of us, almost running us over. But the window rolls down and we see Fury in the driver's seat. He first sees Peter, "Get in," and then he sees me and gives me the stink eye.
Peter got in the passenger side while I took the back. "Mr Fury—"
"You've got a lot of explaining to do, Parker." Fury says, keeping his sight forward yet flicks his eye to the mirror, shaking his head.
Peter chimes in, "Oh, Mr. Fury, this is—"
"I know who she is." He affirms and our eyes meet again, only for him to glare my way.
I clear my throat, "Fury, I—"
"Don't start with me."
"...okay," I say, leaning back.
"Wait, you to know each other?" Peter ask with curiosity but neither of us answer him.
When we got to another building, Fury led us up many flights of stairs and through many rooms just to meet up with a woman.
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Fanfiction[Discontinued...sorry :( ] An outcast teenager from an odd childhood seems to keep herself in check by avoiding certain people. She's as normal as she can put it. Goes to High school, has... no close friends, sits alone, eats lunch alone, and goes h...
