meeting Peter Stark

Building

The warehouse was disgusting. Barrels of chemicals were half open their contents spilled across the floor and the rotting corpses of rodents were hidden in every corner. Apparently some Hydra copy cats were building chemical weapons in this building and the avengers had been called in to eliminate them. Or not, Steve thought as he walked down a corridor, they had been their an hour and had yet to see any evidence of the organisation, "anybody see anything yet?" He asked his team over the com. "Not since the last time you asked five minutes ago." Tony replied with his classic sarcasm, "You know a simple no would have serviced," Steve said, "What about you Natasha?"
"Nothing yet." The female spy replied. "Clint?"
"Nope."
"Sam?"
"Nah, these bastards are keeping themselves hidden"
"Spider-Man?" Steve asked the vigilante who had joined them for this bust, "nothing here captain." He said. Sighing to him self Steve carried on his path, slowing coming to the conclusion that they had fled when the team had shown up. "Hang on," Clint said, "I just saw something." Then every thing went to hell and the world seemed to explode. Turned out that the guys that they were hunting were smarter than first thought, setting of several of their smaller, less destructive bombs in order to try and escape. It didn't work, so now the avengers were locked in a battle with these guys. As the icy wind bit at his skin Steve was really wishing that they had ran when the team showed up, hell even walking through the warehouse with it's rotting rats and leaking chemicals was better than fighting in this weather. "Anybody got a visual on Spider-Man?" Tony asked over the coms, "No." Steve grunted as he rolled out of the way of a chemical blast that melted the rocks were his head had been. A moment later a guy was thrown from the window of the warehouse next to them, "Ima take a guess that that's him." Sam said, "Yeah no shit." Tony muttered back. As the battle raged on it became apparent that they had underestimated their opponents, every time the avengers seemed to get an edge over them they pulled out a different weapon. Everything but the fight directly infront of Steve faded into background noise, at some point he was aware of another bomb going of to the left, but other than that everything was a mess of noises. It took an hour but the team finally managed to overpower their opposition, they were loading the last of them into the quinjet to be brought back to SHEILD when Tony asked, "where's Spider-Man?" Looking around Steve realised that the blue and red figure wasn't among them. "He was in a warehouse I think." Sam answered, "which warehouse?" Tony asked, there was an edge of worry in his voice, "That one..." Sam said trailing of at the end when he realised that all that was left of the building was a pile of rubble. "Split up." Tony ordered, "We don't leave until we find him." With that the team dispersed to try and find the hero. As minutes passed it seemed more and more unlikely that they would find him, nobody was willing to tell Tony this as the man blasted through the fallen building with all his force. Steve was curious as to why the millionaire was so concerned with finding Spider-Man, he was about to ask the man when Clint called out "over here!" Rushing over to archer, Steve soon saw the red and blue suit that was iconic of the masked hero, except he didn't have his mask on. And without his mask he was a teenage boy. Steve looked around at his team to find them all looking equally shocked, all except for Tony who had gone very pale and who's eyes had filed with terror. He rushed over to the boy's side, examining the wound on the side of his head that was dripping blood down his face, "We need to get him on the jet now!" He exclaimed, Steve noticed that Tony didn't even try to hide the fear in his voice. Without saying anything else Tony scooped the boy up into his arms and made for the quinjet leaving his very confused team behind him.

About half an hour later, when it was decided that the teen wasn't in critical danger, the team was just as confused as they had been when they had left the battle field. Tony had yet to leave the boy's side leaving the team with eve more questions, glancing around at his team Steve realised that he would have to be the one to ask those questions. "So who is he?" he asked, "And don't give us the usual sarcastic crap."

"He's my son." Tony replied, Steve wasn't expecting that and one look at his team told him that they hadn't ether, he was about to ask something else but the kid interrupted him by groaning. Tony's head swung around to face his son, "Hey kiddo." he said softly while running a head through the boys tangled curls, "Dad?" the kid asked sluggishly, "where are we?"

"Quinjet, you got a building dropped on you."

"Oh again."

"AGAIN?!" Tony all but shouted, "Oh shit." the boy said, still clearly very disorientated, "Peter." Tony said sternly. "The vulture incident." Peter gave as some sort of a response, Tony sighed "Sleep for now bambino, we'll discus it later." and with that Peter dropped of into sleep. Tony turned to his team, seeming to sense their on coming questions he said "Later." with a firm voice that indicated the end of the conversation, yeah, Steve thought, he could wait a little longer for answers.