Avengers + their Spiderson | Book 1

Archer-Assassin /2/

/This is an original oneshot by yours truly~ This will be a clintasha ship with Peter as the son, But to make the ship actually alright Clint doesn't have a family- better?/

Summary:
                  Peter is the biological son of
                  Natasha and Clint, that was a
                  secret from the Avengers
                  however. Peter was with the
                  alias of Peter Parker when
                  they forged a fake profile for
                  him... even though he was
                  really Peter Barton. What will
                  his parents say about him
                  being a vigilante?

...

Peter analysed the paper and hitched his breath while answering it. The most of it were equations, health and safety, situations and so on... for the most part it was a paper which involved analysis and carefully reading question, however Peter stared at a few of the questions and corrected them since they weren't right, along with putting a note for the people to mark it.

He made a sigh of relief as he completed the paper, Ned was done as well meaning that he too was also going to be in the slot.

Due time passed and the tests were given in, all students walked through to the next area which was the lunch room. Empty stomachs and complaining students about how starved they were, echoed through the room.

They went into their group of friends and muttered on who would get the internship.

Ned and Peter did their usual handshake without looking, knowing they got this in the bag. "Bet we both got high scores, You know I won't be by myself without my guy in the chair Ned." The two began to talk about Star Wars and legos, Peter felt an apple get thrown at him and by instinct he raised his hand up and caught it without looking. The students who were in the STEM week stared at awe at the boy while Peter just ate the apple non-chantaly... "Thanks for that!"

/'Thanks for that' one of my favourite Macbeth quotes/

...

"Huh... Look at these two, pretty smart I would say." The billionaire leaned back in a casual posture on the chair he was sitting in.

Pepper peered over Tony's shoulder and cocked her eyebrow, the man remembered these two kids were the ones who made the prosthetic arm and leg.

"Hey Pep-" Tony looked up at the lady and with a stern expression he exclaimed in confidence: "I want one." He pointed at Peter's papers and the female just sighed. "No."

To say that Peter and Ned just scraped an 85% score was an understatement, both of them were at least 95 or 98% in score... "Well I know who would be more than just an intern now." He got up with a slight chuckle and shook his head.

"Since they are close I won't let them be too seperated, but this-" Tony flailed Peter's test paper infront of Pepper who smiled and rolled her eyes.

"--But this kid. I'm keeping him. Dibs!"

"Then what about his friend Tones?" she hummed and crossed her arms at the now grinning Tony Stark.

"Banner can have him" The man waved his hand dismissively although it really meant a happt gesture, the man thought highly of these two... "Tell puny banner about it-"

Pepper's heels clicked as she walked out the lab doors to visit the other doctor and talk about it.

...

In the lunchroom the students attentions were averted to Pepper Potts in her full glory...

"Now, I have the results for the internship... and the two who have taken the spots are..."

It was silent in the room, thoughts in the air filled with high anticipation with heightened tension to what the CEO would say, and when she opened her mouth the shocked gasps escaped the other's lips.

"Peter Parker and Ned Leeds."

Peter could feel the glare that Flash wanted to prod at him from behind. "The scores are 98% for Peter Parker and 95% for Ned Leeds. If both of you could please stand up and follow me." She stood proud and tall while the two shocked boys followed behind

Peter and Ned didn't expect their luck to turn this well in their enrichment doing STEM at Stark Industries.

The CEO seemed to relax and give a gentle smile to the two, unlike her proud posture. "Peter you will work with Tony Stark, Ned you will work under Bruce Banner." The two gave each other a high five at the achievement and gave each other support.

"When will we begin?" Peter asked as Pepper gave a bright smile, she held her black file in her arms in a tender way before replying: "Tomorrow, if possible. Now hurry on because you will be going to the training room."

Peter nodded and ran ahead with Ned following behind.

...

"Today we will be splitting you up into groups, but don't worry you'll rotate" Clint leaned on the wall while the awe-struck students were in the training room. "Natasha will teach you the hand-to-hand combat. While moi? I will teach you archery" Natasha rolled her eyes at the antics of her husband.

The students split up and Peter was with Clint, Ned was split away from him while Flash was with Natasha which would hurt.

"Oh hey there buddy!" Clint looked at Peter and ruffled his hair without the other students looking, Natasha gave a playful glare at Clint in which the man stuck his tounge out at her in return.

When Clint regained his composure he grabbed his bow and threw basic beginner ones to the others in which some caught with ease, while others stumbled.

He muttered the steps on how to ready your bow and steady yourself to the students in which Peter tuned out, he ignored the orders, eyeing the target and just wishing he could graze the bow... finally he grabbed the bow with an arrow in his hand delicately...

A small intake of breath and a steady eye on both the target and the arrow itself, the position of Peter's arm was locked in place while his feet were in a steady stance, and with a balance he pulled the string back and fired the arrow at the target... He noticed another familiar arrow twirling to the target as well, and then... they both hit.

Dead center.

The sound started to bubble around Peter again, he turned around and noticed that all the people in his part of the group stared at him in awe.

"And that is the basics of archery." Clint said pointing to Peter in which he looked confused but just stayed silent. "Now all of you have a go" The group excitedly wanted to have a go after a demonstration, leaving Peter with Clint himself.

"Good job, you got the bullseye." His father smirked and crouched down to him. "Now your mother seems to be a little bit jealous of me"

"Don't get killed dad" He hugged the archer and the other wrapped his arms around the smaller one as well before letting go. "How was the mission?" Peter looked up and asked his father, it was always the interesting stories of their missions that entertained him.

"Good as usual"

"Was it the same as in Budapest?" Clint put his finger up and chuckled, "Now that Petya, is another story since your mother and I don't seem to see things differently."

[Part 2]