Peter Parker Oneshots

Runaway (1)

((The rogues were never pardoned and IW and Endgame never happened. Some things are changed though. Like, Bucky came back from Wakanda, but still acts cold towards people and is super sassy and cool, and has his hair like it was in Civil War))

"-Mr.Stark, if you didn't want me around why didn't you just say something? Why make me believe that you care about me? You know that May was all I had left, but now she's gone! I-I can't, I can't go into the system, please. I don't wanna go, please, I-I don't wanna go, Mr.Stark. I'm sorry. I-"

"Peter, I do care about you. But, I can't take care of a child. I know it might be hard, but chances are you'll get adopted." The billionaire explained.

"That's what you don't understand, Mr.Stark! Literally nobody wants to adopt a teenager! Most of the time orphanage owners are abusive, plus I won't be able to go out as Spider-man! And anyway, I've seen you, you'd be great at taking care of a kid." Peter reasoned.

"I'm sorry kid, but it's a no." And with that, Peter jumped out of the window. He webbed over to the nearest alley to take off his suit. Peter looked in the suit and all over him to make sure all of the trackers were gone. The kid even had to double check in his back back. Let's just say that people might not find him for awhile. 

Once he was changed, he stepped out of the alley and started walking towards what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. He remembered seeing it on patrol a couple of times.Which made him a little nervous, since he could he the faint sound of laughter coming from it. Anytime he passed by the building he could hear talking he just assumed other teenagers were there. And oh boy, he was in for a huge surprise.

Peter kept walking, the harsh weather attacking him from all sides. It didn't help that he could hear, feel, see, taste, and smell everything around him. His spider powers were really hating on him. He realized that he wasn't much further from the warehouse, thankfully. Peter started running towards the building, at his full speed. 

Which got him there after five minutes. Which would have taken him forty five if he walked. Peter went up to the warehouse and just opened up the door. And to his surprise a gun was held up to his head. He didn't move and didn't say anything. Peter just assumed he walked in on an drug deal. The person holding the gun up to his head didn't move. But, what Peter didn't know was she hadn't seen his face. She didn't know he was just a kid.

Peter took a in a deep breath. "Please. Please, don't shoot. I don't wanna die. Please." He pleaded, since he couldn't show off hsi Spider-man skills. Natasha dropped the gun on the ground.

"You're a kid." She stated. "Why are you here?"

"I ran away." He said hesitantly. Then turned to face her, and his eyes widened since he saw it was THE Black Widow. She gave Peter a small smile. Then turned to the shadows after switching on the lights.

"You can all come out now. It's just a kid who ran away." She explained, and suddenly all of the rogues were standing there. Peter felt light headed, he ran away from a Avenger, just to end up with a bunch of the other ones. Yep, that's just Parker luck™ for you. He smiled sheepishly and slowly waved. The Rogues smiled a little at the sight of the boy.

"Hey kid, sit down and explain to us why you ran away. Maybe we could help." Steve said. And the others nodded. Peter just shrugged and slowly sat down on the couch. The other's followed him. Once they all sat down, Peter tried thinking of ways to explain. "Actually, can we just ask you some questions? It'll be easier for us to understand why. And we can ask you some questions about your family and life. Okay?" Captain suggested.

"Okay."

"Good. Name, age, place of birth and birthday." The star spangled man questioned.

"Peter Benjamin Parker. 15, I was born in Queens on August 10th."