Broken Web

Roof Top Encounter

Peter Parker,

I looked at my cracked phone screen. 8:25 pm. I had 20 minutes before I had to be back.

I had been watching the city from above, my feet hanging over the ledge. I watched it become bustling from home rush hour, complete switch around from earlier where everything was seeming 'still', to the almost sleepy streets of now. Nothing major had happened but for some reason, my gut was telling me to watch and wait. I was half expecting a robbery or a fight to break out but nothing was happening.

I sighed standing up. I started balancing along the edge very easily. Proceedings to do a handstand that turned into me walking on my hands. I listened to the city going to bed.

Then I heard it.

I heard him!

His suites' telltale engine and motor going, hovering off the ground. The air shifted around us to accommodate him and his suite.

I continued to walk away from him. On my hands. He always hated when I did this in the lab or anywhere up high. It uses to make me laugh when I would look up and see his face filled with slight unease, annoyance and a very small glint of impressed. 'Impressed yeah right, like anyone would be impressed with you, Parker.' I thought to myself.

"Stop that kid!" He asserted. I smirked under my mask at the generic way he would address me. I slowly let myself down to make it look like I was flowing his direction. "Than-" before he could finish I through myself into a back handspring and a flip to finish. "PETER!" He yelled as I landed right on the edge of the building.

I turn to him and cock my head to one side. He was still in his suit. I refused to make a gesture or noise that seemed to be any more of an acknowledgement towards his. So instead I busied myself by checking my web-shooters I hand made from scratch. He made me through away my old-old one's.

He was quiet for a while before starting "what do you think you're doing? Your grades a terrible!" Here we go. "Your attendance has fallen dramatically! How could you let this happen? You had such a bright future and you let this happen? You know I can't be even more disappointed!!" And there it was.

I took a very sharp in taking of breath and looked away from him even more. "Disappointed' that's all I'll ever make someone.

" look at me when I'm talking to you!" He scolded.

I looked up at him. He didn't even open his mask to talk to me. How could I know that he was actually here?

I took my mask off and stepped closer to him.

"How could you let this happen? And for your well being... Look the point is Peter,  I care about you! And-" I cut him off before he could say anymore.

"Care about me? If you actually cared about me you would be here. Not your suite!" I yelled, stepping towards him,  the last bit desperately trying to hold back the storm of emotions this encounter had ready churned up.

His Suite suddenly opened and he stepped out. He came out with such a force that I had to retreat the steps I just took.

"I am here Peter!" I looked at him disbelief. "Why didn't you say something? I would have done something. If you'd of explained I would have understood!" He explained. I felt the rage bubble inside me again.

"I tried to explain! You wouldn't listen. Hell, I even tried to apologize yet you wouldn't hear it. I was just trying my best. But I guess my best isn't good enough"
I turned back around and walked to the edge of the building.

"Peter!" He pleaded
"I have to go," I said with no emotion, putting my mask back on I swing away.

Tony Stark.

I watched as the kid leapt off to the building and swang away. The so-called "suite" was an old onesie from a PJ line. It was covered in dirt and rips. He must of had a lot of bad run-ins.

I felt the guilt run over me again. He looked... Broken. The light from his eyes that held mischief and laughter had dimmed down, near-extinct. His eyes had dulled to a darker colour than they were. Bags were visible from under his eyes and life seemed to be drained from him.

I needed to fix what I had broken.

I flew back home.

When I arrived home I headed straight to my computer. I needed to know more about the hospital Peter was in. Private but not Private didn't sit well with me.

Maybe I should do a little investigating... I mean I can't go their myself without it being to obvious why I'm there. I mean. I'm the head of avengers.

Rubbing my eyes I looked at Natasha and Bruce... Maybe? Yes!

I walk over to the two.

"Can I ask a favour from you two?" I ask they both look away from the tv.

Bruce looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. "Depends, will you pay me back for those tacos?"

I narrowed my eyes back at him and pulled twenty dollars from my pocket.

Natasha looked at my and cocked her head to the side. " what favour and why us two?" She asked.

"I need you to go into the hospital Peter is at and do some investigating. " I looked at both of them

"Okay... Now why us" Natasha asked

I turned to Bruce. "You because your a doctor, and you, " I turned to Natasha "because your bearly recognised as an avenger." Bruce coughed out a chuckle.

Natasha looked at me with harsh eyes. "I'm trying my best to not be offended." I gave her a sarcastic smile.

"I'll get you access to the buildings but other than that your on your own. Report back everything. "

"Everything?" Natasha gave me a strange look. "Yes everything." I replied.

"Everything, everything?" She repeated. "Okay" she smiled. I gave her a wired look. Strange child.

"Fine. I'll go get your packs ready. See you tomorrow around midday." I finally said leaving the room to go back to my office.

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Sorry it's late. Thanks for reading!