Riley Stark, or rather Riley Krats as everyone else knows her, is obviously the daughter of genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist...Tony Stark. However when she lost great friend and 'sister' to a hostage situation her life changed, from that...
"Hey Riley, wake up." I groaned as I opened my eyes to find Bruce shaking me awake. "What's the time?" I asked sitting up and stretching. "Half nine, come on your dad wants you." He replied. "Alright, I'll be there in ten." I informed, he nodded before leaving me to get ready.
"Dad! What's up?" I called walking into the training/testing hall. "Nothing...actually, you're just in time." I walked closer, curious from his reply. He was examining a black and blue suit, similar to the one I lost, just darker. "As you know, yesterday you defeated your first villain. And as the others clearly pointed out, I couldn't get a single shot on the guy, let alone defeat him." He put down the wrench in his hand, placing it on the desk. Nothing could prepare me for what he said next, "So, I've decided it's time you try this hero thing out." I stared, speechless. "It's yours if you want it, Riley." I walked up to it and placed a hand on the arm, examining every detail. From the yellow core, to the White central stripe and the dark colours.
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"You're not fucking with me? This is really happening?" I asked, still shocked. "Yes, come on. Get in!" He urged me forwards and the suit opened, allowing me to enter. "Welcome back Miss Stark." TUESDAY's familiar voice echoed in my ears. "Good to be back, again." I replied before taking off and doing loops around the room.
I landed next to my dad again and stepped back out, "it's amazing. Thank you dad." I cried hugging him tight. "You're not ready yet, you need a name." He pointed out. I turned around and looked at the suit, the colours, the details, I knew instantly what it had to be. "Moonshine." "Wait, what? No thought process, ask for help, nothing?" My dad seemed confused. "Well the colours, night theme and the white is reminding me of the moon." I explained. "Ahh, okay. Well then Moonshine, you're going to be put in a smaller location first, with a mentor, someone you can trust." He told me. "And who would they be?" I asked, curious and eager to get started.
"Me." A smile spread across my face as Spider-Man's voice echoed through the hall. "Oh, now I know this will be fun." I laughed high fiving the hero. "Well, what are you waiting for, off you go kids." My dad waved us off, shaking his head as I stepped into my suit, Spiderman webbing on to catch a free ride.
"So, what do we do now?" I asked as we sat on a roof in Queens. "Wait. It really isn't as exciting as you think around here." He replied. I nodded, "well, that's why I'm here then. My dads overprotective side kicking in again." I stood up and got out of my suit, stretching slightly. "What do you do whilst you wait?" I asked. "Tricks." I raised an eyebrow at him, confused. "Okay, just watch." He shot a web to the next roof and started to walk across it, flipping half way and swinging underneath. "Okay, okay. Point proven." I said whilst clapping at him. "Can I try it?" This time he looked at me, confused. "It's partly similar to training when I was younger. I've been doing gymnastics since I was three." I informed, slowly stepping towards the web line. "Just be careful, I'm only this good because I can stick, you fall and that's it." Spiderman stated, stepping forward and taking my hand.
