Peter Parker's Family

Friday the 13th

A/N: Sorry for all the grammar/spelling mistakes! I promise I'll start using a text or grammar check! Enjoy! <3

Trigger Warnings:

A few graphic details/mention of death

[Third Person's POV]

A loud scream woke up Peter, terror evident on his face as his eyes wildly looked around the room.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Peter calmed his pounding heartbeat as he noticed he was at the Tower in the living room.

Just as he was about to go back to sleep, Peter heard the piercing scream again.

His eyes were wide as he noticed what was playing on the tv.

A young girl came into the scene before letting a scream of terror as a eerily smiling man with a large butcher knife sliced her head off.

Peter slightly cringed before turning off the tv, staring aimlessly at the black screen.

Blinking out of a small trance, he stood up from the couch before turning around, ready to head to bed.

Suddenly, the tv turned on, the image of the same creepy smiling man looking down at a girl's mutilated body.

Staring in horror, Peter ran to turn off the tv once again and let out a sigh of relief before turning back around and resuming his journey to his bedroom.

Seconds away from the door, the tv turned back on, as the smiling man sliced a young man's hand off, giggling softly as the man yelled an ear piercing scream.

Peter's heart pounded in his chest as he took in small breaths, quickly he made his way to the tv.

Unplugging the tv, his heart pounded harder as it became a bit harder to breath.

Swallowing hard, he backed away slowly from the tv as tears pricked his eyes.

As soon as he was about to bolt out of the room, the tv flashed back on.

However, instead of the man killing another person, the man looked up from the ground before staring Peter straight in the eye.

His creepy smile widened as his head titled slightly, his black eyes staring straight into his.

Moving to the side, the creepy guy's eyes followed.

It become harder to breath, bile rose up his throat as tears escaped his eyes.

He let out an ear piercing scream as he turned around only to be met with a black haired woman, greasy hair covering her face however he could make out her black eyes and black veins decorating her face.

Dropping to the floor, he stared at the woman, completely terrified, before his face morphed into a look of confusion as he noticed the woman...laughing?

The woman moved her hair to the side to reveal a red faced Natasha, laughing loudly.

Peter stared up at Natasha, shocked and slightly betrayed, before glaring playfully, "Aunt Tasha!!!"

Her laugh slowly died down to a small giggle as she struggled to say, "I-I'm s-sorry! I-I couldn't h-help it!"

As Peter was still in a moment of shock, Natasha smiled brightly, "Happy Friday the 13th!"

Peter blinked a few times before his face morphed into a look of understanding.

He rolled his eyes before smiling mischievously, "I'll get you back, I swear."

Natasha stopped chuckling and raised an eyebrow before smirking, "Lets see you try маленький паук."

Peter chuckled softly before noticing from the corner of his eye that the tv was off, the smiling man no where to be seen.

Shrugging his shoulders, Peter walked towards his bedroom as Natasha began to take off the wig and wipe off the makeup.

Curiously, Peter turned around and smiled brightly, "Hey auntie Tasha?"

"Yeah маленький паук" Nat answered.

"How were you able to control the tv like that? Last time the tv glitched like that was when uncle Clint and uncle Sam dropped milk on the tv" Peter asked, giggling slightly as he remembered Tony's gobsmacked expression and Steve's eyes widening.

Nat's eyebrows furrowed, "What?"

"The tv? The creepy smiley man? Oh come on, I'm not gonna fall for another one of your jokes" Peter said, glaring playfully at her.

However Natasha stayed still, staring worriedly at Peter, "What man?"

His heart hammered in his chest as he bit his lip softly, "You know, the man with the creepy smile? The man that was killing all those people?"

"Peter, I never did any of that. Me and Clint were busy all afternoon working on the costume and no one has access to the tv like that besides Tony and Friday. Tony was at a meeting and Friday would never put something on without someone asking" Nat answered, her eyes slightly wide.

It was like his heart had stop, Peter couldn't breath.

"W-What?"

Before either could say anything, the tv turned on by itself.

Thankfully it wasn't the creepy man, but it was something much worse,

"Serial Killer Jeremy Scot has been arrested. He is being charged with the murders of Chelsea Johnson, Jordan Summer, Lucy Frank and 15 others. He has been on the run for almost 3 years and his other victims are yet to be identified. We can thankfully say goodbye to this dangerous serial killer, Jermey Scot also known as the Smiley Man."

- - - -

A/N: Happy Friday the 13th peeps!! Hope you guys haven't gotten any bad luck today :) What did you guys think of this chapter?? And oh my dear lord Jesus up above! We reached 3k reads!!!! My heart is bursting with joy and I screamed so loud that my next door neighbors just yelled at me to shut up, but I don't care!!! Thank you, you lovely, amazing, fantastic, wonderful people!! You have made my day, truly you guys have! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! ILL TRY TO UPDATE SOON!! HAVE AN AMAZING DAY/NIGHT!!

- xoxo,
the author

P.S. Today is such a stacked day!! It's Friday the 13th, a full moon, supernatural day and the 50th anniversary of Scooby Doo!! Holy damn!