Fifteen years ago:
In a alleyway in Queens New York, a woman with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes wearing a black suit had gotten into a fight with a group of armed men. The woman was Natasha Romanoff better known as the Black Widow. She easily unarmed each of them men and took them down with ease. She smirked as she flipped the last man to his back as she put a gun to his face. "Give up now?" she said in a cocky tone as she held her finger to the trigger ready to fire as she looked at the man. She was about to shoot,but stopped when she heard a sound from behind her. The sound of a crying infant. She quickly turned around and saw one of the men holding an a baby boy wrapped in a small red blanket with a gun being held to his hand. Natasha growled at this sight as the man smirked and kept holding the gun to the baby's head. "Drop the gun or the brat loses his brains". Natasha growled as she had no choice,but to drop the gun as one of the men hit her from behind making her fall and growl in pain. The men smirked as they each pointed guns at the red haired woman as the man holding the infant smirked as his finger got closer to the trigger causing the infant to cry even more. "Bye bye brat" the man smiled evilly as he had no mercy at all as he was ready to shoot the young infant in front of the assassin. "No!" Natasha yelled in anger as she kicked the men off of their feet and rushed at the man holding the infant. She kicked the man and grabbed the infant as she knocked the gun holder out. She growled at the man angrily as they looked at her with fear and were ready to run away,but stopped when they saw they were surrounded by shield agents.
Natasha looked at the crying infant as she rocked him gently causing him to calm down. "Its okay little one,it's okay". She started to smile as the infant calmed down and look at her revealing light brown eyes the color of hazel nuts. Natasha smiled at the young infant and then noticed a man with blonde hair walk towards her. "Tasha, you okay?". "Im fine Clint" she said to the man known as Clint Barton as she kept looking at the infant "Did the agents find the baby's parents?". Clint looked at her and then looked away "about that...he has no parents...". "You mean...". "He's an orphan.....those guys stole him out an orphanage just in case they got cornered and had to use a hostage....the kid's entire family died last week.....he was the only survivor...." Clint looked at the baby boy who had fell asleep in Natasha's arms "His name is Peter Parker.....". Natasha looked at the baby known as Peter and held him close. "No....from this day on he'll be mine". "Tasha...you mean" . "From this day on he'll be Peter Parker Romanoff" Natasha said as she held the infant "My son". Peter slept soundly asleep as his life was about to change from that day on.
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Spectacular Spider-Man
Fanfiction(Noncannon story)A retelling of the Son of Black Widow book