The Night Monkey

1.9 Self-Made Hero

Grant L/N posed for a photo in front of the mantel. In his hands he held a framed diploma for the Stark Scholarship. Julia held up the camera taking photos while David and Y/N stood behind her. Y/N had a wide smile on his face, proud of his brother.

Julia: Alright, just one more.

Grant: Mom, you said that four photos ago.

Julia: I know, but you look just so great.

Grant: You know what? Y/N, why don't you get in here?

Y/N looked at him, taken aback for a moment.

Y/N: What?

Grant: Yeah. You helped me with it. This as just as much your accomplishment as it was mine.

Y/N: You were the one who came up with the idea.

Grant: Just get in here.

Y/N grinned, shaking his head. He walked over and stood next to his brother. Julia held up her camera, ready for one more photo.

Julia: Oh, look at my young, handsome guys. Okay, 1... 2... 3...

She took the photo. Afterwards, Grant slightly leaned over and whispered to Y/N.

Grant: Plus, if it hadn't been for you, I probably wouldn't be here right now.

Y/N looked over at his brother with a smile. He wrapped his arm around his shoulder, pulling him close. 

Later, Y/N met up with Peter after school. Peter saw him and rushed over to congratulate him on his work.

Peter: Hey, man. How are you doing?

Y/N: Pretty good, all things considered.

Peter: I saw what you did. Nice work. 

Y/N: Yeah, well, I had a good teacher.

Pete smiled at that, feeling a bit more confident in himself. Y/N then reached into his bag and pulled out two items.

Y/N: Uh... here. Sorry for the damage. They're a bit broken.

Y/N pulled out the two destroyed web shooters he'd used. He handed them to Peter.

Peter: It's okay. I'm sure i can fix them for you-

Y/N held up his hand.

Y/N: Actually, I don't think I'll need them. I may be better off without them.

Peter looked at him in confusion.

Y/N: I think it's time I did my own thing, be something different.

Peter's confused expression soon turned to a light smile. He gave an understanding nod.

Peter: You still keeping the glasses, though?

Y/N: Oh, definitely. Those do wonders for the senses.

The two of them laughed together and clapped hands before going their separate ways. Peter watched the young man go, glad to see him becoming his own hero. Y/N walked off with pride, wondering what the future may hold for him.

Later, Y/N was walking through downtown Manhattan. He suddenly sensed something and turned around. He jumped back when a speeding car whooshed by. It was followed by two police cars in hot pursuit.

Y/N lightly grinned to himself. Running down an alley, he reached into his backpack and pulled out his suit. He put it on and jumped onto the side of the building next to him. Running up onto the roof, he began to chase the getaway car.