Peters pov.
"Shall I call mister stark?" Karen asks. "No! I mean, ugh he needs help but if I call him he'll probably just say to take him into to hospital. And he could find out who I am. What am I supposed I do? Go to mister stark, one of the worst secret keepers in the world and possibly reveal my And this guys secret, or go home and risk aunt may and Ned finding out." I ask. "For getting phantom the proper treatment I would say Mrs stark. But for keeping your and his secret I would suggest going to your own house." Karen says. "There is a 99.9 percent chance your aunt will find out though." She adds. "Gee That helps. I guess-my house? Karen what's the least bumpy route?" I ask, picking up the kid. Oh my god he's light, and not just because of my super strength. "We need to get this kid help, and fast." I say. "Okay, routing the smoothest route to your house. Take a left." Karen instructs. I'm so glad I grabbed my backpack earlier. I think as swing off. Careful to not drop the injured kid.
I crawl up to my window. Carefully opening it and crawling in. I gently place the kid on the ground by my bed and Remove my mask. I crawl over to my door and close it a bit, I drop down and close it all the way. I let out a sigh out relief. At least Ned wasn't here. I turn around to see Ned as his mouth gaps open and hear the shattering of the unfinished lego Death Star as it hits the floor. Shit. "What was that?" Aunt May asks "nothing!" I blurt out. "You-Your the Spiderman from YouTube." Ned says. "No! No I'm not! This is just a costume." I say. "You were on the ceiling!" He whisper yells. "Shit you Saw that." I curse. "Never mind, Ned I need help. Clear of my bed." I say, racing over and picking up the kid. "Oh my god what happened?!" Ned asks. "I'll explain later. He needs help, badly." Ned quickly reacts and removes my blankets if my bed. I lay the kid on his stomach and grab a med kit from my closet. I begin cleaning the wound, I'm so glad I listened to aunt may when she talked about how to clean cuts and such.
"How the heck did this happen? How did you get powers? Why didn't you take him to the hospital?" Ned asks. "I'll explain my story later. I didn't take him to the hospital because, he isn't exactly normal and I panicked. I couldn't take him to mr. Stark. Because then he could figure out that I'm Spiderman, and he's probably the worst secret keeper in the world." "He doesn't know? Then how the heck did you get this suit?" Ned asks. "when the lizard went on a rampage. He helped me stop it and I guess he noticed I was young by my voice because the next day on patrol he flew up to me and gave to suit to me. He said that I shouldn't be fighting in my pjs." I explained, beginning to put pressure on the wounds. I hear beeping from the kitchen, "Whoa that recipe was a bad idea you wanna get.." aunt May opens the door. "What the f-"
"Aunt May it's not what it looks like!" I say. "Dude you didn't tell her?" Ned asks. "Ned!" I whisper yell. "Peter, what the actual fuck." Aunt May asks. "Oh my god that lizard monster almost killed you oh god!" Aunt May freaks out. "Aunt May i'm Fine! Look I'm alive and well!" I say, calming her down. Aunt May sputters a bit before noticing the kid on my bed, wrapped in bandages. "You didn't take that kid to the hospital!" She begins freaking out. "I couldn't! He's not a normal human!" I blurt out. "What do you mean not normal human?" Ned asks. "He's, I don't know exactly. But he's not human, taking him to the hospital would reveal his secret and I couldn't do that to him. Who knows how much it matters to him?" I say. "Explain How you found him." Aunt May Says, redoing and checking the bandages. "I wish I could show you- I know! Karen!" I say. "Who's Karen?" Ned asks. "Mr. stark out an a.i in my suit." I say picking up my mask. "I named her Karen. I can talk to her when I put the mask on. I'm thinking that she may have recorded the event." I say, slipping the mask on, "you may not hear her but I promise that I'm not talking to myself." I say.
"Hello peter." Karen says. "Hi Karen. Do you record things?" I ask. "I record everything you see peter. It's the baby monitor protocol." Karen says. "Are you kidding me?" I ask. "No, I'm assuming you want me to play the events from tonight?" She asks. "Yes I'm trying. To show Ned and aunt may." I say. "So they find out? I told you that their was a 99.9 percent chance of them finding out." She says. "For an A.I Your awfully sassy." I mutter. Aunt May rolls her eyes, "I finished bandaging the wound. What even kind of wound is it?" "I don't know. He was like that when I found him." I say. "The eyes, move... I'm just not going to ask. This is all ready as crazy as it is." He says. "A lot of things about my life are crazy." I shrug. "Karen can you go back to the incident? Can you actually project it our is that not something you can do?" I ask. "I can project the video out of your web shooters, just point them out a wall and I will begin projecting them." She says, "okay?" I say uncertainly. I point at the wall and the video begins projecting. "That is so cool." I say wide eyed. The video plays
A pale figure floating in the distance. "Karen what is that?" I ask. "I believe that is Danny Phantom. Amity parks ghostly hero." Karen answers. "What the heck is he doing in New York?" I ask. "There a 87.5 percent chance it has something to do with the wound on his back. I suggest you get medical help for him as soon as possible." Karen answers. "Shit!" I curse, swinging over to him. "Language peter." Karen says. "Not now Karen." I mutter. The guy passes out as soon as I get up to him. "Nononono. Come on stay away. What the heck? Can ghosts even sleep? Can ghosts... die?! Oh god." I begin freaking out.
"I did a body scan and looked up records on ghosts. They're body should be made out of complete ectoplasm. but he is made out of not just ectoplasm, but organs, muscles, and such." Karen says. I blink a few times. "Wait what? Are you suggesting what I think your suggesting?" I ask. "Yes peter. I am hypothesizing that he isn't a ghost, or at least a complete one." Karen says. Suddenly two glowing blue rings appear at his waist as And travel up him. The green ectoplasm leaking from his back turned into a crimson red, blood! His tattered suit disappeared to reveal a ratty t-shirt and jeans. Snow White hair turned raven black.
"Karen stop the video." I say. "Of course peter." Karen answers. I slip off the mask. "So yea... that's why I couldn't bring him to the hospital." I say. "So this kid, is Danny phantom. Amity ghost hero? How?" Ned asks. "I don't know. But hey another teenage hero imma right?" I joke. "Speaking of teenage hero how did you get those powers and why the hell you thought it would be a good idea to become a super hero!" Aunt May Says. "Hehe I can explain." I laugh nervously. I begin telling them my backstory. The spider bite, uncle bens death, and of course eventually fighting the lizard. "Near the end of the fight iron man showed up. Which was so shocking that I let my guard down. Luckily if it weren't for my spidey sense I probably would have been lizard food." I joke. "Iron man distracted him while I swapped the formula for an antidote. So when it was all done he asked me who I was. I kinda just shrugged and said, "spider-man? I guess." Which was the creation of my not so brilliant name. Of course the next on patrol he flew up and gave me a briefcase that had this suit in it. He said that I shouldn't be fighting crime in my pjs. Of course the first thing I did was remove the tracker and anything that could be used to find my identity. And yea! That's kinda how I became a vigilante/ superhero!" I say.
"Now I really want to be bitten by a spider." Ned says. "No, no you don't. Trust me it was not painless." I say vaguely. "What do you mean-" "uggggh. Where am I?"
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FanfictionI decided to make the one shot from my story phantom and his spider pal into a story. You shave my need to read the other one but this is basically just like it but with better writing, a bit darker beginning , and Tom Holland's spiderman instead of...