Forgotten | An Avengers Fanfiction |

(1)New Boy

Peter Parker

I walked in the penthouse and saw a guy who looks about 20 sitting on the couch, I was too hungry to ask so I just went to the kitchen. I grabbed some chips and just started eating them when I felt like there was coming toward me and I need to catch it. I turned around and caught an arrow aimed at my head. "Tony! Hand it over." I saw Mr. Stark handing Clint twenty dollars. "Um, I'm just not going to ask."

"Peter have you met my personal intern James, I thought since you were so busy being Spider-Man he could fill in for you."

"O-ok"

I kinda hurt knowing Mr. Stark replaced me but a least I will have more time to be Spider-Man and a normal teenager.

1 MONTH LATER

Mr. Stark and the rest of the Avengers have kinda forgotten me. But Bucky, Steve, and I still train and hang out the rest of the Avengers just talk to James all the time. I started work on Steve's shield I wanted to fix it because it got damaged awhile ago. While I was still working Steve came in looking bit mad. Without looking up for my work I said: "I guessing you had a fix with Tony."

"It's just he always so so so-" Steve looked so irritated.

"Stubborn." Everyone knew Mr. Stark was stubborn, you just have to get used to it.

"Yes!"

"Well, you want to tell me what happened." I know what happened I just wanted him to say himself.

"Mr. Rogers, maybe you just need to talk to Mr. Stark, after all he does things for a reason."

"Thanks, Pete, and you know you can just call me Steve. Right."

"Your welcome, and I'll try."  

After that Steve left the lab and I finally finished his shield. Now... I have to find him. I

I was heading to the training room to bring Steve his Shield when I bumped into somebody, and that somebody was James, I got up and picked up Steve's shield and started to walk away, but, before I could get away James grabbed my hand and pulled me back. "Hey, Peter what are you do with Captain America's shield."

I pulled my hand away from him and walked away, all the times I talked to James he was rude or creepy. I walked to the training room and opened the door when a punching bag came my way I caught it out of instinct and carefully set it down.

"Sorry." Steve whispered, apologetic face, I guess the fight Mr. Stark was worst than I thought. 

"It's fine, just let me finish this heart attack." I was still a little bit startled. After, all punching bags don't normally fly at your face, when you open a door.

"Are you ok?"

"Yea, I am now."

"So did you need something."

"Oh, I wanted to give you your shield I finally fixed it." I held it, out to him, and carefully took it like  it was the most valuable/fragile thing in the muli-verse.

"Thanks!"

"Peter, Mr. Stark requests your presence." Friday's voice rang out through the training rooms. And it seemed like she was it a bad mood?

"Ok, thanks Friday."

Steve and I headed towards the living when we saw Mr. Stark and James, both with angry face... Maybe they both just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

"Peter, James told me you took Steve's shield." Mr. Stark sounded like an slightly angry parent, who was about to say  'I'm not angry, just disappointed.'

"Um, what." I was so confused, why would I even take Steve's shield, and get away with it.

"I bumped into you and you were carrying Captain's America shield and when I asked what you were doing with it you walked away," James said, the sounded like I just ignored you, which, I did of course, but, how does that lead to me taking Steve's shield.

"Maybe, I can sort this out Pete just fixed my shield and brought it to me, he did by no means steal it." Thank god, for Steve!

James just glared at me Steve noticed it and I think we both knew that something was up and that's there something about this new boy we don't know.