wanted

6

I slowly walk into the Avengers building, it didn't feel like home anymore. It felt like a prison for some reason. Tony meets me in the lobby and pulls me into a hug.

"Are you okay kid?" He asks pulling away. "Yeah, I've been better." I mumble sadly. I really didn't want to leave Steve or Sam. I wanted to stay with them to help.

"Well.... I'm having you and Wanda stay in the building just in case something happens your safe here. I have to go Letta, tell FRIDAY to call me if you need anything."

Anger boils in my blood and I turn around to walk out of the building but Vision appears magically in front of me.

"Ms Letta you need to come up stairs with me please." Vision asks.

"No." Is all I say before I go invisible. Luckily my clothes go invisible with me other wise I would have to go naked, which I do not want.

"Letta this is not funny, this is for your safety." Vision states. I ignore him and make my way out of the building. On the streets of New York I stay hidden.

I know if someone recognizes me I would be brought back to the prison it's self. My feet carry me to the top of a building.

My eyes stare down at the streets below and a smile creeps onto my face. I close my eyes and let my body relax from all the stress today.

Peters perspective (😱)

I will I to my apartment shouting for Aunt May. My body was worn out from school and the small crimes I've stopped.

"I'm here!" I hear. My feet lazily carry me to the living room, and there I spot my mentor of all time.

"Umm... what... what... hi! I'm- I'm Peter."

"Tony." Like I don't know who you are!

"What are you doing here." I ask stuttering like there is no tomorrow.

"How come you never told me about the grant!" May says yelling at me exited. "Grant?" I ask confused.

"The September Foundation."

"Oh yeah right...." this is very awkward. Mr Stark started talking but I zoned out a little. What Grant? Did I apply and forget? I mean I'm not doing anything that would be in need of a grant.

"Can I have five minuets alone with him?" Mr Stark asks May. May nods and I lead Mr Stark into my bedroom.

"Um Mr Stark I never applied for a grant." I say confronting him in a passive aggressive way.

"Look me first." He starts and I shut my mouth nodding my head.

"Just a question is this you?" Mr Stark pulls up a video of me swinging in my spider man uniform. "What no... What do you mean?" I ask scratching the back of my neck.

"Look at you go. That's 3000 pounds, 40 miles an hour. That's not easy you have mad skills." My eyes widen and I try not to smile at the compliment.

"That stuffs of YouTube you know? It's all fake." I start. Mr Stark nods his head and pulls out my Spider man uniform.

"What is this a onsie? Spider... spider boy?" He asks amused.

"Spider man." I mumble.

"Not in this." He says I groan.

"Mr Stark I was having such a good day. I didn't miss my train and I nailed my algebra test. My DVD player is sitting there waiting for me." I start before he interrupts me.

"Who else knows? Anybody?" He asks. I shake my head no.

"Not even your freakishly attractive Aunt?"

"Oh god no. She would freak out! And once she freaks out I freak out."

"You know what's cool this webbing. Who designed it?"

"I did."

Mr Stark raises his eyebrows impressed with what I just said.

"Have you ever been to Germany? Do you have a passport?"

"Wait... no! I don't but I can't go to Germany!" I state confused.

"Well I'll just go tell aunt May I am taking you on a field trip." He starts to turn the knob but I web shoot his hand to the door knob.

"Don't tell May." I beg.

"Alright Spider man but get me out of this." I nod my head and start looking for a rag.

"But first I need you to find someone for me."

"Who?"

"Captain America's daughter."