Peter Parker Stories

Meeting the MCU (Chapter 1)

DAREDEVIL

He quickly swung from building to building, catching up to the speeding car while making sure all pedestrians were safe.
He grabbed a young boy who was about to be hit and set him down.
"Hey, you alright?" He asked, checking over the young boy.
"Yeah. You're my hero, Spiderman!" The boy replied, a huge grin covering his face.
Spiderman grinned underneath his mask and webbed to a nearby building, chasing the car again.
Spotting it, he weaved between the buildings and landed on the roof of the car, hearing the people inside.
"Shit, what was that?"
He jumped onto the hood of the car.
"You do realise I have better things to be doing on a Saturday night than this, right?"
Unsurprisingly, the car swerved as the driver let out a stream of curses.
"Get off you stupid bug!" Yelled the driver.
"Spiders are arachnids," he grabbed the front of the car and webbed it onto the side of the road. He webbed the driver and passenger inside as well.  "How many times do I have to tell you?"
With that, he swung onto one of the nearby buildings, watching the two get arrested.
Spiderman slipped his mask, revealing a 15 year old Peter Parker.
He needed to take a breather after chasing that fucking car around half of New York.
He looked around, trying to find out where he was, only to find he had no idea where he ended up.
"Where am I?" He asked himself quietly, his Spidey-sense ringing for some reason.
"You're in my turf, Spiderman." He jumped onto the balls of his feet and turned to try and find the voice that spoke from the shadows of the night.
Emerging from the shadows, was a man in red armour with horn-thingys on his head.
"Who are you and where am I specifically?"
"I'm Daredevil and you're in Hells Kitchen."
Yeah. Peter instantly paled, having heard of the vigilante before. He had a tendency to chase other heroes and vigilantes out of Hells Kitchen. Territorial.
"I am s-so sorry Mr-Mr. Daredevil, sir. I-I had just been chasing this car and I didn't know-" Daredevil held up his hand. Peter instantly shut up.
"No offense, but you sound like more of a Spiderkid." Okay, no.
"And no offense, you sound like you need some cough medicine. Wait, are you sick?" Peter asked in general concern. (Okay, let's face it. Peter is worried about anyone. Like seriously, if a villain was literally stabbing him and coughed, he would ask if he was alright. He worries over anyone but himself.)
At that, the devil smirked a little through the grim expression he kept on his face.
"Listen, I-" There was a sudden scream that filled the air. They looked at eachother and ran towards the warehouse the scream came from, and what they found was disturbing.
At least 20 men covered in dark clothing were surrounding a group of young girls. 10 of them held guns in their hands as well.
"Okay, first priority is to draw the gun men away. Spiderman, you cause the distraction. I'm going to get the women out of here then join you. Clear?"
"Crystal." Peter jumped off and landed on a beam on the roof. He quietly made his way to above the entrance.
"You know, it's illegal to treat women this way. Men too. Same with those who don't choose a gender. I don't discriminate." He jumped out the way as guns started shooting at him.
10 to be exact. The men without guns followed.
As he led all the men away, he saw Daredevil head in to help the girls out, taking down some of the men guarding them.
Peter started to disarm the men with guns. He grabbed one of their arms and twisted it until he dropped the gun, then kicked him in the ribs. He snatched three other guns with webbing and knocked the rest of the guns out of the men's hands, webbing them where they lay. There were now 11 men left.
Two men came and ran straight at him. He webbed the two faces and smashed them together, rendering them unconscious. He then turned to the other 9 left.
"You know, you could always just make it easier and turn yourselves in. None of them replied. Then he felt his Spidey-Sense go off. He looked to see a man cocking a gun and, knowing that there were men behind him that could get killed if he moved, he stood his ground waiting for the inevitable. That is, until Daredevil stepped in.
He punched the guy in the side of the head, making him drop the gun.
Together, they took out all of the guns and men, leaving them for the police to find as they made their way up to a higher rooftop.
"You know, you're actually a decent fighter for a kid."
Now, Peter had a pretty good judge of character, and with help from his Spidey-Sense, he knew he could trust this guy. Vigilantes gotta stick together, you know?
"My name's Peter Parker." He said taking off his mask, giving a grin.
He saw Daredevils slight surprise until an almost smile graced his lips. He, too, took off his mask.
"The names Matt Murdock. Pleasure to meet you Peter. If you ever need some help, give me a call." Matt would never admit it, but he kinda liked this kid.
"Uh, I don't have my phone and I'd prefer not to get linked to Daredevil in anyway. No offense." Instead of answering, Matt brought out an old flip phone and shoved it into his hand.
"This is now your burner phone. It already has my number and some of my friends numbers on it. Just don't text me too much. Blind people can't read." With that, Daredevil ran back into the night, while Spiderman stood there gawking.
"YOU'RE BLIND?!"

So this is gonna be part of a small series. Sorry if I don't get some of the characters exactly right but oh well. I hope yo enjoyed this chapter.

Until the next update.
Later xxx