Not Her Mission

Phase 1

If I'm being honest, I don't even know what I am. Am I human? I wouldn't go as far to say that. Am I alien? No. Am I a freak? Yes. My mom created me as an experiment, but I was no accident. I was as purposeful as could be. I was created to take down the Avengers. My mom is a super villain and I guess so am I. 

My mom named me after her college professor who taught her everything about chemicals. In a way I was named after the lady who helped create me. 

But besides having powers and being a super villain, I'm a pretty normal girl. 

Today marks the day I start my mission. Get close enough to kill the avengers through Spiderman. I had a simple plan. Enroll in the same school as Peter Parker, befriend him, use him to get to the avengers, then kill them all. Simple. 

I had just moved into Midtown High School's School district.Specifically two blocks from Peter Parker's apartment. I checked my phone as I waited for my bus. A text from my mom appeared on the screen.

Have a great day at school, Honey! Remember, take it slow with Peter. Love you!

Just as I looked up my bus arrived. I walked onto the bus and scanned for empty seats.  Peter sat by himself. Perfect, I thought. 

"Is this seat taken?" I asked Peter as he stared out the window.

"Uh, no. Go right ahead," He said, clearly caught off guard.

"Thanks," I sat down moments before the bus moved again. 

"I haven't seen you around school. Are you new?" He asked after a few minutes of debating whether or not he should ask. 

"Yeah, my mom and I just moved here a few days ago, so I haven't had time to make any friends," I replied, "I'm (Y/n)."

"Well, (Y/n), I'm Peter and you can consider me your first friend,"

I smiled. When the bus pulled up to the school and all the kids fled inside the building, Peter stopped me. 

"Do you know where you're going? I can show you to your homeroom, If you'd like?" 

"Oh! That's be really great," I pull out my class schedule from my pocket, "I'm headed to ... 137 Mrs. Grennin. " 

Peter led me through the crowded halls to my class. 

"Do you mind if I take a look?" He gestured to my schedule and I handed it to him. He studied it for a few moments before handing it back to me. 

"Looks like we have a few classes together. If you want, you could sit with me at lunch. It's usually just my friend Ned and I. But you don't have to, if you don't want to. That's totally up to you," Peter said. 

I laughed, "I'll see you then." Just then the bell rang and Peter darted to his class after a quick goodbye. 

I sat down at my desk. This mission was going to be a piece of cake. After a few calculations, I estimated the Avengers would be dead by the end of the year.