Lost Boy

So I started this back in March/April of this year, when I was fascinated by parallel universes, and thanks to the fantastic editing of one fabulous Clover-Rose, we made it a reality, and this is my longest one shot lol, so I hope you enjoy!

Peter knew he had to stop going after every single armed robbery he saw. But, he also knew the potential of getting hurt, as he'd been lectured by Mr. Stark and his aunt about the same issue, and —even then— he still couldn't stop himself. People could get hurt, and maybe—just maybe—that included him too, but keeping Queens safe was his main priority at the moment, and he wasn't about to stop protecting others, even if it meant putting himself directly into the face of danger.

That being said, he was just starting his after-school patrol when he heard the commotion from twenty alleys over (super hearing seriously rocked sometimes). Quickly webbing his bag to a nearby wall, he shot out a web from his wrists (Okay, he admitted that he had no problem with walking, but webbing himself was always faster and could get him to the danger quicker. Plus, it was kinda fun) and swung through the towering buildings and skyscrapers, before coming to a stop and dropping himself directly into scene with one of his cool "superhero poses" (as Ned liked to call it).

Seeing four masked men cornering a woman and what looked like a five year old girl (who was probably her daughter. He could tell that easily, thanks to the matching blonde hair and blue eyes), the superhero immediately sprung into action and yelled, "Hey, criminals! Pick on someone else, why don't you?!"

The men, of course, like he knew they would, turned around and looked him dead in the eyes, but didn't speak. Instead, all they did was smile from under their ski masks and raise the weapons they held in their arms before focusing all of the attention on the fifteen year old vigilante, rather than the mother and daughter.

Peter, however, had a plan, and launched a web from his left hand around the awning of a small convenience store to hoist himself in the air, while using the web shooter on his right to shoot a stream of something white and string-like, as he wrapped the thin web around the four men.

Seeing as the men were finally secured in the webs, the teenager hopped off the metal awning and quickly scribbled a note together for the police to read once they came to pick up said criminals.

When they were secured in the webs, he came down from the metal awning and quickly scribbled a note together, attaching it to the webs before going over to the mother and daughter, who had been watching the whole time and were clearly shaken up.

"Are you two okay?" He asked the pair, with concern for their safety.

"Yeah, we're okay. Thank you, Spider-Man." The mother told him gratefully, which had him blushing under his mask.

"You're welcome, Ma'am. Call the police to pick up these goons, and then you should head home, just to be safe."

The woman nodded, and reached into her pocket, while Peter felt a strange sensation of his spider sense tingling again. Sending a shiver throughout his body, he turned around, quickly seeing a fist coming at him, and caught it midair.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," He stated, shooting a quick kick near the guy's neck, while he twisted his wrist. Unfortunately, the conscious criminal arranged himself to avoid the attack, and ultimately hit the superhero across the back of his head, with the gun that was previously tucked away in his belt.

His vision spinning, the teenager did the best that he could to attack the masked man, with the headache he had. Luckily, it didn't take too long, and only took a few minutes, as he kicked the guy in the center of his chest, and got the gun a good fifteen feet away from him.