Marvel and Spider-man Oneshots

Captain Americas Shield

Peter Parker, the masked vigilante, the man clad in red and blue, spider-man. 

No one knows who spider-man is and Peter enjoys life that way. He also hated that he had Caps shield in his hands, he glanced around. "How am i supposed to return this??" He was freaking out, he has had it since last night.

Peter was sitting on top of a tall building near main street, he was waiting for something to happen, as he did most nights. This night in particular the 'Peter-Tingle' as May had dubbed it, was going nuts but so far nothing had happened.

The hair on Peters arm rose, he could feel the movement in the air about 10 yards off aswell as the density in the air rising 12 yards behind him. He groaned, looking down "Captain" He called, knowing he should address the soft padding of feet and swooshing of the wind below him.

The Captain looked up, shocked Peter had noticed him. He was sure he was being quiet, 'atleast they don't know how i do it' he thought to himself. Smiling happily, he dropped next to Captain making no sound, "Why are you guy's after me again?"  He queried tilting his head like a confused puppy.

The Captain analyzed Peter, Peters eyes going wide. He lifted his rights hand, his senses screaming at him. He caught Hawkeyes arrow while looking at the Captain, before he dropped it and put his foot over the blade, wincing as it exploded. It went unnoticed however as Cap swung at Peter--who had expected it-- Peter felt himself drop into the splits, rotating to knock him down as if it was second nature.

Peter scanned around, "Hey! guy in the chair?" he whispered.

"To your right, second alley way." Ned called back, the voice ringing out through his mask.

Peter smiled, moving swiftly to stay unnoticed as he slunk away. His senses blared again as he jumped up, narrowly being missed by a blade--presumably Black Widows. He sighed and stuck to a wall, glancing around him he noticed Natasha by the dumpster. He squinted at her as he picked the knife up, "woh," he mumbled, the knife was so aesthetically pleasing. 

Momentarily distracted Nat struck him upside the head, "okay, ow, uncalled for." He said raising a hand to rub the back of his head. Natasha raised an eyebrow as she began to attack, Peter screeched "holy shit nOT TODAY SATAN!" as he flipped away from her. 

He made quick work of webbing her up, surprisingly it was easy. Next was Iron Man, he was internally freaking out, "omgyou'retonystarkiloveyousomuchyourworkisamazingomgomgomg" he squealed as he jumped around dodging his repulsor blasts. Tony seemed unfazed as he continued to attack the spider boy, "Tony Stark, the man without a heart. But, you really do have heart, a lot more then the rest of us. You are amazing!" 

He continued to rant while he webbed him up, not quite registering his own movements. Tony had stayed silent until then, "who are you?" he asked, obviously confused.

Peter heard a snicker come from his comms as "I AM BATMAN" blasted outside of his suit, he smiled sheepishly even though he couldn't see and backed up.

As he was running, he got around 56 yards before something hit him. He dropped like a fly, noticing Steves shield his eyes went wide. "omgomgomgomg ned what do i do?!?!" he whisper-shouted as he picked up the shield and continued running.

"Well probably start webbing away, im 20 minutes from your location so you can come here." He responded, Peter nodded a soft pink appearing on his face as he realized he had just been running.

Webbing away he could hear the panting of Clint as he groaned, "He got away!"

"wheres my shield?" Steve screeched.

He couldn't hear the rest as he was to far off, this would be a long night.

Now he was with Ned, severally confused and upset that he took Steves shield as cool as it was. "How do i return it?" He stared at his friend for help, who in turn shrugged. "Dude how am i supposed to know?" Peter groaned.

{{Part Two?}}