Tony Stark's Assassin

Spider Twenty Five

Peter's POV
After school, I ditched Wanda and searched for Rosia. I mainly stayed at the airport. It wasn't until it started to rain and it was well after dark when I saw a girl looking out of place. She was wearing a red plaid shirt, a white crop top, a pair of black jeans and a pair of black vans. She had a bright color of pink hair that barely came to her shoulders from this point. I watched her as she went into the busy airport. I sent my droid after her in case I lost where she was.

I went to the planes as she went through a set of doors. I watched as she got on the California plane. Wow, across the continent.

I got on the top of the plane and strapped myself on. Minutes later the plane took off.

"Okay, this is just a normal day, flying a plane on the outside, following a girl I don't even know is the one I'm looking for." I said to myself out loud.

I stared up at the sky. Minutes passed and the sky's cleared up. Soon, it even turned brighter. It was sundown, but you could still see the light. All the sudden, something started to ring.

"Karen?! Karen, what is that?!" I asked panicking.

"Mister Stark is calling. Should I answer?"

"Uh, no. But I want to hear his voice mail."

"Yes sir."

I waited a few rings then my annoying voice mail came on. "Hey this is Peter Parker and I can't call back right now cause I'm doing... stuff. Anyways, leave a message, bye!" I groaned.

"Hey kid, I've been calling you all day. Where are you? Wanda said you disappeared when she went back to get her jacket! What's up with that? Please call me when you get this."

I sighed. "Karen, what am i going to do?"

"Well, I can't tell you that. But I can tell you that the girl we've been following is indeed Rosia Poppy Stark. She is wearing contact lenses and has dyed and cut her hair."

"What's her new identity?"

"Alanna Greenwood, Age 18, birthday is April 27 2000, blue eyes and brown hair."

"Wow. She really can change."

"Do you like her?"

"What? No!" I laughed. "She's my sister! Well, my adopted sister. My foster sister."

"If she wasn't your sister, would you date her?"

"Um... i don't know. May-maybe."

"You two would make a good couple."

"Thanks Karen."

"Your welcome Peter."

Sorry I haven't updated in a while! When I got home from camp we found a Child Protection Service card on our door so we were freaking out and then come to find out it was my brother that was called on for apparently sexually assault me and then their story changed to another boy who did it, but they dropped the case. And on my first day at camp my mom sprained her ankle really badly so I had to do everyone's laundry and do the dishes every day. I know some of you guys do that on a daily basis, but I don't. My only chore is to clean my room and vacuum, but still.

Anyways, I'm back now and I will try and update all my stories as much as I can. Thank you guys so much for reading and I love you all!