Identity || P. Parker

Nine: Germany

Visiting Berlin was always a dream of mine since I was a kid. The idea of exploring the new world and meeting new people had always put a positive feeling in my heart. Except being there that day with my family had made me feel anything but positive. Each side was in a fighting stance, waiting for the other to make a move. I wasn't afraid of the fight in general, but what the fight could do to the individuals themselves. They were the Avengers, if they could defeat a world of robots, invading aliens, who knew what they could do to each other. The thought itself brought me the chills.

"Come on Steve, I had 36 hours to bring you guys in, 24 of which have already passed, can't we make this easy on all of us?" Tony had not wanted to fight his friend. He understood why they had a little disagreement before, but he couldn't understand why Steve had still gone against him."

"Sorry Tony, this has to be done. Bucky is innocent, he was being controlled. The man at the crime scene wasn't him. We have a bigger danger on our hands, just listen to me."

"I gave you your chance Cap, Underoos!" Tony shouted, causing Peter to fly, in suit, to the battlefield and steal Steve's shield. I couldn't hear the rest of the conversation properly due to being far away, save in the quinjet. All I could see was Tony telling Peter not to talk too much. I stifled a laugh, even at the worst times, the kid couldn't keep his mouth shut., but that's what made him Peter Parker.

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The fight had gone for what seemed forever, each ticking second making my heart beat faster. I had a fear growing inside me. What if someone got hurt? What if it was my dad or even Peter? The questions swarmed inside my head, forcing me to go outside and help. If someone ended up hurt and I had done nothing, it would make me feel awful. 

As I walked outside, I saw a large man in a red and silver suit walking around. He looked like a giant robot. I watched as every corner was filled with my own family fighting each other. Usually, the fighting I had seen before with my family was over a remote control or a simple argument. Never had it gotten this bad.

I tried to remember all the techniques Nat had taught me before in training when I saw a red and blue blur flying from a hard hit caused by the giant. I'm starting to not like this new guy. "P-SPIDERMAN!" I screamed running towards the now fallen body. I had to catch myself from revealing his identity. I used the watch tied on my wrist that my father had made to call him. "Dad, I think Peter's hurt. We have to go help him."

"Oh my god, his aunt's not going to be happy if her nephew is in any worse shape then he already was. Go, I'll meet you there."

I reached his stiff body with his mask half off. "Petey, you ok? Are you hurt anywhere? Can you move?" Peter had stopped me from throwing any more questions by trying to get up. Probably to get back into the fight.

"Mal? What are you doing here? You can get really hurt. Why would Mr. Stark risk your life like that? Anyway, I need to go back in." Peter tried to fully stand up but ended up falling back.

"No can do buddy, Malia here is gonna take you back home to your aunt," Tony intervened.

"But Mr. Stark I'm not done I can do more. Really," Peter wanted to show his idol his all. He was not finished with this fight, even with the scars he had already earned.

"Sorry Peter, but you're done for the day, Malia take him home."

I went and helped Peter up, trying not to press against his new formed bruises. Robot guy can really pack a punch. I walked towards the jet I came in and set Peter down on the seats. "Friday, can you route us back home?"

"Sure thing Miss Stark, anything else?"

I stopped realizing Friday had just revealed my identity. "Nope that's all."

"Stark? Mal, why did the computer lady call you Miss Stark?" Peter had never been more confused in his life. He knew Malia was hiding something, but this was more than surprising.

"Tada? I wanted to tell you before Peter, but my father didn't let me. I couldn't let anyone else know other than my family. Someone else finds out and they could go after me or even worse you,"

"Father? Oh my god, you're Mr. Stark's daughter?! That makes so much more sense. I'm friends with Mr. Stark's daughter. Wait a minute, I thought your name was Malia Avans?"

"Cover name. I wanted to go to public school. It's actually been a dream of mine since I was younger."

"Oh makes sense. Does this mean no more secrets?" Peter had wanted to be open with Malia. He felt he could tell her anything. He wanted her to feel the same way.

"No more secrets. Now we got to find some kind of excuse for that huge bruise on your face, Aunt May isn't gonna be very happy," I laughed. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. The freedom of knowing that you had nothing else to hide from a person close to you felt great. Except there was still some things I couldn't tell Peter yet. Some things that no one knew.

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(A/N): Heh heh, don't murder me, please. I know I haven't updated in a while, but I just had a break from summer school and it starts again in a few days and I was trying to enjoy my last minutes of freedom. Anywayyyy I had them reveal their identities and I wanted it to be said later on but I couldn't wait. THANKS FOR 100 READS. I know it's not a lot and mostly just me and my friend Black_cat_246 editing. But still, it brings a smile to my face. I tried to make this one longer since I didn't post for a while. Hope you liked the chapter. I'm going to be updating as fast as I can. Please comment, I love to hear feedback!

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Question of the Chapter: What time do you usually fall asleep? Are you a night owl or an early bird?

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