The Avengers + Spider-Man

Chapter Twenty-Two

This Fanfiction was written in 2016 before Tom Holland's presence in Marvel and was primarily based on the Amazing Spider-Man Franchise

C H A P T E R | twenty-two

"Harry Osborn, son to Oscorps CEO and next to inherit it." I started. Standing in front of both of them. Natasha stood behind Bruce with her arms crossed. A neutral face expression on her face as she looked to me to continue. Bruce sat idly in my office desk chair, fidgeting ever so often before looking content, a look the same as Natasha's.

"Before I was Spider-Man he was my best friend. I've said this before, I snuck into Oscorp where the spiders had been. Harry had no clue I had snuck in, nor what I had become. I concealed my identity from everyone. My biological family and my friends. So this went on for a while, until Mr. Osborn, Harry's father discovered my identity by different ways, puzzling things together and so on. He was sick with an illness, and he wanted my help, I refused. He was also the first Green Goblin. Later after his passing, Harry was also struck with the same illness as his father and desperately attempted to find a cure. He went through everything until he came across the research for the spiders and myself. At the time I was taking pictures of myself as Spider-Man for the Daily Bugle to make a few extra bucks. Poor and everything. Since I always got so many, Harry figured I had connections to the vigilante. So he asked me to talk to Spider-Man, he need his help and didn't know how to find, well me." I paused for a moment to let te information sink in. Both were looking deep in thought, eyes lightly narrowed, and their brows wrinkled.

I shifted on my feet slightly to allow my muscles to flex and get blood moving. It wasn't until they gave me a nod that I continued.

"Well I decide 'he's my best friend. If he needs help, I have the obligation to try with the best of my ability.' I showed up at his home later that night. He was thrilled I had showed up, and I was glade I could help if it was in my powers. I gave him the bull crap 'Peter told me you wanted to ask something of me' speech. He instantly shifted into seriousness. He began to explain the spiders and about how my blood could cure many diseases and that he wanted my blood to try and cure himself. And I refused" I pause again. Remembering how upset he looked, the look of desperation and hope completely crushed, but how he didn't stop either.

"Why did you refuse and what caused the Green Goblin if the disease was so deadly he shouldn't be here" Bruce asked leaning forward lightly. Completely immersed in my story.

"Well when I refused he tried to bribe me. I told him I didn't know the affects my blood would have on someone else and didn't want to risk it. I didn't want to put him in unnecessary danger. Considering the DNA from the spiders was meant for my own and any genetically related people with my blood. It only took to me because I was the son of Richard Parker. If I was anyone else I might have died or had some kind of drastic affect." I answered the first part. Walking over to my bed to take a seat.

"Later after that he had found some of the formula that made up what made me. He recklessly injected himself. He was cured physically, but mentally he went brilliantly insane. He took his fathers gear and chased after me. Some how he had found my identity and targeted me. He even targeted the last living person I had. Unfortunately she was killed, she was put between us and I was too weak to save her" I trailed off. My head was in my hands and I found myself remembering everything from that time. It was an unfortunate time, I honestly never wanted another family. I knew while I accepted being Spider-Man, I could never had a normal family. It was just the truth of the matter. I was reluctant at first from old feelings to become apart of the Avengers family. Pop's and dads kid. However, they were strong, they could protect themselves and I didn't have to worry. But worrying was inevitable.

"I'm sorry that happened, but what is happening now since we are caught up. It's better to be prepared." Natasha said. I looked back ups ugh a nod.

"He's out for making my life miserable, until I'm weak enough to kill. He's not the Harry I knew. He's gone insane but he's a brilliant insane that is able to do the unexpected. He'll try and target my new family or anyone I've found to care about. Picking them off before utterly destroying me. However, he hired Deadpool to do that part for him. He doesn't know I've been adopted or where I've been ushered off too. He'll need that information first. Deadpool won't be reporting any of his findings to Harry considering our 'friendship?' Whatever he calls it." I finished off.

"You've been on guard since he's gotten out?" Bruce asked, but mostly to himself. Both had become on edge slightly. They had buried themselves in the truth, and with what knowledge they had from Nick. The situation only became worse.

"Couldn't he had attacked any sooner?" Natasha asked. Her hands going to her hips at some point of my explanation.

"He's probably trying to drain me physically and mentally, but I kinda just ignore the situation besides when being of edge was necessary." I casually said. Looking between the two.

"I've been looking around and I believe they might be further out in the abandoned factors, unused warehouses, or down in the sewers. I've been around everywhere but those places. Then again they could be moving around, but that's not his style. If I find him it's better for him. Less work, I'd be falling right into his hands."

"I could begin a search using the tech here at the tower, looking into any reports or unsure characters or among other things. I'll get started right away" Bruce said, he stood from the chair and hurried to the door. Unlocking it and opening it before gently shutting it behind himself.

"Fun times..." I quietly told myself in a sarcastic manner.

"Be careful and if you encounter them, make sure to call me." She said, placing a hand on my shoulder before leaving as well. I only sighed to myself and got ready for bed. Getting everything I needed for school tomorrow out and in my chair. It really wasn't even worth going to school for three days and the last day only being half a day. Due to Christmas break. I also found a small feeling of strange mixed feelings of uneasiness, but yet excitement. After all this would be the first Christmas I'd have with my new family and basically anyone since Aunt May.

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A/N

The chapter is REAL! Updated on the day I'm suppose to. Small claps of accomplishment to me.

Also Christmas is a thing right now. It's been December for the past few chapters of this story. So Christmas had to happen at some point.

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