Elena Stewart never even knew of Spiderman. After transferring from a small town in Ohio, to now the Big Apple, she has a lot to adjust with. She becomes intrigued by this so-called Spiderman, the man who flies through the air on webs made of silk...
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I felt bad about abandoning Peter that night, but at the same time, he did abandon me. Ned took him away to some unknown location at the home. Leaving me all alone, to adventure the house myself. I still felt like a terrible person for breaking Harry's frame of his father. It was possibly one of the only photo's he had of the man and I had to be up in his business.
The words that Harry had mentioned last night was reminiscing inside my head. He was fairly concerned about becoming his father, which didn't make sense to me. I knew his father did experiment with cross-breeding, but that's all I had known. Something else was residing inside Harry's head, I believe that's what is causing him to believe he will become his father. I sighed, rubbing my temples. I needed to see Peter, just to talk to at the very least.
"Elena!" aunt May answered as she opened the door fully. "Peter isn't here right now, but if you want you can wait in this room."
"Oh okay." I nodded, strolling over to the door I'm used to going to.
I opened the door fully, taking in his room once more. I still felt awkward over the almost kissing thing that happened in here. But as we both agreed, Peter and I were just friends. And honestly, I don't think I'm fully ready for a relationship yet at the moment.
I trailed my hands on his desk, looking at one of the contraptions he was working on. I didn't understand how he did it, but it was an an an amazing outcome. Everything he made seemed to just turn to the gold right in his hands. That was just the way Peter was. A warming heart, a concern for everyone. Peter just knew when the time was right for everything. I turned around to face the window only to find a certain red and blue suit standing there. They reached up, pulling the mask off, revealing the curly brown locks I was used to.
"Holy shi-" I murmured, putting my hand over my mouth. My whole body was frozen in place, unable to mice, talk or anything.
Peter turned around quickly, looking at me with a surprised look. His eyes widened like saucers,
"You're Spiderman." I spat out, my body was still frozen in place. It seemed so blatantly obvious now. All of the times he had to leave suddenly whenever he heard a siren. The way he disappeared without saying anything in a split second. Everything seemed to connect then and there.
"Elena!" He pressed the button his shit, the suit expanding to get looser. "You didn't see that." Peter dropped the suit from his body, leaving him alone in his underwear.
"Y-Yes I did!" I declared, unable to form a sentence without stuttering. "You-you're-"
"No- I am not. This old thing?" He picked it up throwing it to the side. "It's cosplay. Not the real thing obviously. I'd feel bad for whoever that guy is who's the real Spiderman. He'd be having a field day over a this-uh, wretched thing."
"Peter! I'm not stupid. Tell me what's going on right now. I saw how the shit reacted to you, I don't think everyday costumes do that!" I yelled at him, getting closer. I looked down for a split second and then back to his eyes. "And you're naked?"
