Spider-Man One Shots!

Just a scratch

He continued to web his way through the busy, dark nights of Queens, the wind pushing by him making him feel comfort. The dark night barely holding any more than a few stars, like an empty pit of blackness. Peter was always on high alert but coincidentally enough, he was less alert while on patrol. Nevertheless, Peter was one of the most recognised superheroes about the area and was highly praised despite being masked and a secret identity. He knew of very little people that weren't familiar with Spider-Man, his alter ego. He also knew very little people who didn't know who he was, Peter Stark, the next heir of Stark Industries and Tony Stark's son.

He hadn't met his mother before, the woman leaving him on the doorstep of the mansion in Malibu with not much more than a note. The old crinkled paper was still in Peter's room, the only thing he had left of her. He would stare at it sometimes, the discoloured paper, with her neat but scribbled handwriting on it, how it was from an old restaurant that he thought she must've went to on a daily basis, he treasured the small restaurant, the elderly man that owned the place, Mr Lee, being very nice and helpful towards Peter the days he went to go visit. No matter how much he missed his mother, despite not even remembering her face, her voice nor her name, it was all just a blurry memory, he was thankful that his dad had took him in and under his wing, bringing him up with the help of his now stepmother, Pepper.

The small smile appeared on his face as he continued to sling through Queens, reliving the small memories of his dad and himself, like the time where he first took him into the lab, the time they went to Disney world together, despite having to wait in some long ques and people coming up to Tony and Peter asking for autographs just after Peter had come out as Peter Stark. That day was one of the biggest of his life, the press conference. Peter was extremely nervous that day, the sweat beading along his hairline and down the side of his forehead as he pathetically rubbed his hands together, messing around with his tailored suit as he waited to be introduced to the world as Peter Stark. All in all it had been a great day, despite the fact that everyone was bombarding him with questions like a train hitting him at full speed, his eyes darting around the room as he tried to clam himself down.

Peter felt his spider sense blare at him, alerting him of danger as he landed in the alleyway where Karen had alerted him to go to. When he got there the shadows covered him well, as he darted around the alley in attempt to spot the people, getting Karen to turn on his night vision. He stayed perched on the graffiti covered wall as the shadows hid him pretty well, allowing him to observe the issue at hand. He seen a man with a very muscular build, dressed in full black apart from his army green cargo jacket slowly walking towards someone cowered in the corner of the alleyway, they're feet scrambling against the concrete as their back hit off of the brick wall.

"I told you to have the money by Friday." The man growled as he continued to walk towards the cowered figure like an animal would do to their prey.

When the person didn't reply as they kept shaking, having trouble catching their breath, their heart pounding ferociously the man stepped forward quickly. He held the cowered figure up against the wall by the collar of their gray colored jacket.

He got right up in the person's face, growling out, "Reply to me when I talk to you."

The person squeaked in response, gulping down the fear before spluttering out nervously, "I-I don't kn-know w-what you're talking a-about."

"Well then, maybe I can make you remember." The man growled out, lifting his fist up and clenching it before going to punch the cowering person.

That's when Peter chose to attack, webs flying towards the man at an inhumane speed, hitting against his fist as Peter yanked it back, making the guy stumble away from the small figure, "Run! Go!" Peter shouted out to the figure as he jumped out of the shadows to continue to fight the man.