"I'm- I can't remember. I don't know my full name!" Peter panicked.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just, try to calm down a bit. Don't freak out, we'll sort that out." His mother tried to comfort him.
"What is happening?" Another male voice asked. Peter recognized the man, it was the Hawkeye! One of his favorite Avengers.
"W-why is Hawkeye in my room?" Peter asked confused, but still excited. He's favorite superhero was in his freakin room!
"Peter, i-it's me, your father, Clint." Hawkeye announced sadly.
"Okay, what the hell is going on?! First, some random man, which I probably saw in TV -so that means his famous-says that he's my uncle. Second, Hawkeye came to my room and he says that he's my father and I have no idea what happened or what's happening." Peter almost screamed.
"Calm down!" Natasha yelled.
"I'm sorry, but it's too much." Peter admitted.
"Peter, you really do not remember who are they?" Natasha asked.
"I-I don't, I'm sorry."
"And… er, you know you're Spider-Man, right?"
"Yeah, I think I do." Peter answered. "I've got this pj's suit, that's what I remember." He added.
"No, I made you new spandex suit, you-you don't remember?" Tony asked. He clicked something on his phone and then hologram of Peter's spandex suit showed up.
"That's, that's mine?" Peter asked confused. "Wait, I-I remember. Somebody told me that he made me new suit, but I didn't want it." Peter explained something what only Tony knew.
"Wait, when?" Clint asked from behind.
"Don't know exactly. I don't even know if it was this...man, or someone else. I'm so confused." Peter sighed.
"It's alright, honey. We'll give you some rest and we'll start tomorrow." Natasha rubbed his hand.
"Start what?" Tony asked curiously.
"Trying to get his memories back." Natasha said and with that, she left. So did Clint and Tony and left Peter alone.
"It's definitely memory loss." Tony signed as they arrived living room.
"What? What are you talking about?" Steve asked with lifted eyebrows.
"Peter," Natasha announced quietly. "He, he lost his memories because some moron led him fall onto the ground, head first." She explained, louder and more angry.
"So, what he doesn't remember?" Sam, who was sitting on couch, asked.
"We only know that he remembers me, but doesn't remember Clint, like, he only knows that his Hawkeye, but doesn't know that he's his father. And," Natasha paused. Looking at Tony, she continued, "but he doesn't even know that Tony ever existed in his life or ever in this case."
Peter was lying on his bed-I mean, on his bed in med bay-and was thinking. He thought about the man, maybe he really knows him. His name was Tony. This name was repeating in Peter's head since he heard it. Tony S, that was his name, or, part of his name. His last name starts on S, Peter thought.
Peter sighed flustered, "it useless!" He yelled angrily.
"What's useless?" Soms voice asked.
"Who are you!?" Peter asked firmly.
"I'm Rhodey, your another uncle. Do you remember me?"
"I guess, you're friend of Tony Stark." Peter said and then he realized it. He knows the man's name! "Wait, Tony Stark. He's-is he famous or something?"
"Yeah, he's an Avenger billionaire and other things, for example IronMan." Rhodey laughed.
"I'm starting to remember him. There was another man, Hawkeye." Peter started. "He said he's my father, but my father is dead."
"He's your adoptive father."
"No, no, no! My… Father, he's-he's dead!" Peter yelled, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"That's the reason. But it's okay, bud." Rhodey said as he came to him and hugged him.
"What is going on?" Another voice asked. Before Peter knew it, someone else was hugging him.
Peter somehow enjoyed it. It felt like ages since he hugged someone. He remembered the last hug, or he thought it was his last hug, and it was from Mj. Mj was his first and one friend, but she was perfect from him. He was happy to have her, she was kind and nice and pretty and-what? We're just friends! Peter thought before they pulled away from the hug.
"What about we show you some photos we shot, huh?" Natasha asked. Of course it was Natasha who hugged him, who else.
"T-that sounds like a-like a good idea." Peter agreed.
"Okay, Rhodey, will you stay here with him? I'll get Clint, Tony and pictures." Natasha asked, Rhodey nodded while smiling at Peter.
"Do you remember me?" Rhodey suddenly asked him.
"I don't know, maybe? I mean, I know you from somewhere, but it could be from TV or newspaper. I'm sorry, but I'm not sure." Peter answered.
"It's okay." Rhodey smiled again, but then some people stormed into the room. It was his mother, Tony Stark and Hawkeye, or his father. He's not sure how to call him.
"Peter, here are some pictures of us together. This is your new family, do you remember somebody?" Natasha asked after she explained the first picture.
"This is Tony Stark, you, um… R-Rhodey? Yeah and that is Steve, I guess. And that's Pietro and Wanda-" Peter named, but his mother cut him off.
"Wait, Wanda can help! You know, with the thing she can do." Natasha explained. Peter seemed to be kinda confused, because he kinda forgot that Wanda has superpowers.
"Wanda? Can you come here?" Natasha said to her phone.
They stayed in silence for awhile. After Wanda came, Peter felt uncomfortable. She looked different. New hair, makeup and other things.
"Is Peter alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, I am." Peter answered before anyone else could.
"Peter!" She said before she ran to him and hugged him.
"Can't breathe." Peter whispered.
"Sorry, why did you call me?" Wanda faced Natasha.
"He lost his memories. Not all of them, but still. Do you think you can show him everything somehow?" Natasha asked shyly.
"I'll do my best." Wanda smiled softly, then came to Peter, ready to do her best.
A/N: sorry for not updating, but you know. I was busy being lazy. Anyway, I know this chapter suck, but I had to write something and I think it wasn't that bad idea, huh.
~Sayonara!
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That orphan kid
FanfictionPeter Parker was a normal kid... But ever since he lost his family, he wasn't normal anymore. He lives in Orphanage in Queens, goes to Midtown Tech and he's Spider-Man, the city hero. Peter never gave up hope, he always believed that somebody will e...