The Wolf and The Spider (Original writing)

Chapter 1 (13 years later)

Sammy's PoV

For the past three weeks of nightmares make me not wanna move or speak, I had a very vivd yet really realistic dream that has shaken me to the core. "Sammy are you alright your heart rste is through the roof" Akila my AI says in concern I programmed her with help from my father, "y-yea I am fine thank you..." I said trembling its always the same a random boy with dark curly brown hair and dark brown eyes, he was either being torn apart or burned and it scared me because I had no idea who he was. "Do you want me get your dad?" Akila asked Tony Stark my father took me in at the age of 3, I am 16 now and have been homeschooled most of my life. I glanced at my clock 4:30 I sighed and sat all the way up, "no... Dont worry about it Akila..." I mumbled and sighed my long brown hair was braided down my back to keep it from going all over the place. "Okay" was all Akila said I heard a knock at the door and my pulse sped up, "h-hello?" I asked concerned and the door opened slowly my fathers head poked in and my heart rate decreased "Akila I thought I told you not to get him..." I sighed and my AI spoke up again "I didnt Sammy" I made an I sighed "hey dad..." I sighed shakily and brought my knees to my chest. "Whats wrong?" He asked concerned as he sat on the bed, my pajames consisted of a pair of shorts and oversized purple t-shirt. "J-just a nightmare..." I mumbled my skin was cold and I could feel sweat going down my back, 'I have been dealing with these stupid nightmares since I first learnt of my powers...' My dad wrapped a protective arm around my shoulders hugging me and kissing the top of my head, "dont worry... If they were that bad you dont have to tell me... Just no waking up scream" he said smiling a bit making me smile as I remembered Thor waking up screaming a war cry while he was napping on the couch.

"I am just nervous about starting high school... I will know no one..." I sighed sadly but my dad smiled making me look at him confused, "you will be the smartest though" and I smiled happily and hugged him "thanks dad, I think I will just get up and sketch" I have a natural hand at drawing and I am a really good singer. I grabbed my sketch book, pencils, a blanket from my closet, I followed my dad down the stairs the nightmare still fresh and I decided to draw.

I got out a good pencil and opened my sketch book the first page was of dad working on Mark 45 I smiled and traced the lines with my finger tip, the second was of my dad and Bruce fighting wether who was better at Chemistry, the third page was Clint and Natasha sitting in the living room watching Finding Nemo I smiled and flipped to a new page altogther which was like the 20th page in and this is a new sketch book. I began to draw the boy from my nightmare, his dark brown hair and piercing brown eyes stuck to my mind. I drew for about 45 minutes and glanced at the time, 5:35 "shi-" I was cut off as Steve walked in "language" he said and I jumped out of my skin "holy cheese Steve!" I said holding my chest in fear. "What ya got there Sammy?" Natasha asked as she glanced at my book "a new drawing from one of my nightmares..." I said carefully and looked at the person and quickly switched pages when Natasha tried looking at the picture. "Oh come on why cant I see it?" Natasha asked and I gave her a death glare, "fiiinnee" I said and handed her my book she flipped back as I turned to eat the rest of my granola bar. I had not noticed Natashas eyes widen then she composed herself when I turned back, I smiled thinly and stole my book back I never let anyone get a hold of my sketchs ever.

I went up to my room to get changed, I put on a white tabk top a pair of black ripped jeans a leather jacket, Akila earrings. And my dads sunglasses that he gave me, I walked into the bathroom and let my hair out of the braid. "Akila can you put on some music?" I heard a hum and my musuc started to play, Play with Fire started and I smiled. I brushed my hair out and put it into a high pony tail, I walked into my room again and stuffed my sketchbook into my shoulder bag. "Time to go Sammy, Happys waiting!" My dad yelled from downstairs I got my bag on and walked down the stairs, "here money for lunch" dad handed me two hundred dollar bills and my eyes narrowed "no I only need like $50" I said and dad laughed "no you can go to the mall after school" I sighed "okay bye dad love you" he nodded and grabbed my arm, "remember what we discussed were from Chicago and I am a mechanic" I nodded and smiled.