Marvel and Spider-man Oneshots

Captain Americas Shield Part Two

Peter was sitting atop the Avengers compound, his legs dangling off the edge as he stared at the shield in his hands. He flipped it as he silently waited for the Captain to approach him. He let out a bothered sigh, lifting his head up he stared out at the tress.

Hearing the soft padding of footsteps he moved to his feet, his head moving to the side. He could hear the sound of two others behind the Captain. He called out, "I said to come alone Mr. America!" 

The footsteps stopped and he could make out small pieces of the conversation, "-ould hear us from here?" That's a female, probably Natasha. 

"Yeah, he has been able to hear even the softest blow of the wind." Annoyed male, Tony.

"Guys, he won't talk unless it's just me. Besides, he has my shield." Patriotic male, Steve.

Peter rolled his eyes, putting the shield on his back, he moved into a crouching position. "Karen, activate thermal scanners." He whispered, hearing a soft hum and then seeing into the building. He smiled and mumbled a soft "Thanks." 

The tall one, Steve, was flailing his arms, "trust me guys! If he tries anything you can come up, just watch on the cameras!" The female, Natasha, lifted an accusing finger at Steve. "We could barely take him on with our entire team!"

Steve just shook his head, "C'mon guys!"

The other male, Tony, seemed to be contemplating something. "We can have eyes and ears on him the entire time. It'll be alright Natasha, Steves a good boy." Tony snickered as Steve let out a grunt of annoyance.

Natasha sighed, "Alright, but make sure you know what you're doing." Steve nodded and turned to face the roof door. "I know what I'm doing, go to Starks lab and watch us." The two figures retreated down the hall as Steve moved towards the door.

Peter stood, his eyesight going back to normal. He watched the door, as he slowly opened.

"I'm not gonna attack you on your own soil, Mr Captain America Sir." Peter spoke softly, leanign back against the Avengers logo. He crossed his arms and his ankles, watching America Man. He mad sure his face was away from any cameras.

Steve walked in, letting a small smile fall on his face. He wasn't dressed in uniform, he looked around scanning for others. Peter rolled his eyes, "I work alone, easier to keep my identity a secret Mr. Rogers."

Steve seemed to freeze as he looked at Peter, he'd been caught. 

Peter pulled the shield from his back, tossing it over to Mr. America. "Thanks for letting me borrow it, crazy cool by the way."

Steve hesitantly picked it up, scanning over it to make sure it's the real thing. "Thanks.."

"You want a name, or a face? Choose one, I spent all night gaining the courage to show you. I need to know if i have to cut the audio or not." He squeezed his upper arm against the palms of his hands to stop them from shaking. He was super nervous.

Steve nodded, "Face, preferably."

Peter took in a shaky breathe, lifting his hand up to the bottom of the mask. "Karen cut any cameras that can view my face." 

"Done, Peter." She responded.

Peter nodded softly, pulling the mask off. His soft brown curls falling over his large, bambi eyes. He kept his head angled down, he was told it could make you look older. "I can't see your face, you're gonna have to look up."

Peter took in another shaky breathe, looking up and making eye contact with Steve. They stayed in silence for several seconds, Steve seemed to just be taking it all in. "Y-you're just a kid. You look no older then 12, why are you doing this?"

Peter broke eye contact looking away, "I lost everyone, well, almost. I can't let others go through the same thing when i can stop it-" he looked at Steve again"-When you can do the things I can, and you don't, then bad things happen. They happen because of you." He licked his lips looking at his feet. "I don't have any blood family left, because horrible people did horrible things." He shook his head sadly.

Steve nodded, "Kid, you- you've never killed someone, have you? The people that hurt you, you didn't do that back to them, right?"

Peter looked up at Steve, his eyebrows furrowed. "N-no never, I don't kill. I don't do horrible things, i stop the horrible so people don't have to hurt." He explained, running a hand through his hair. "I-i should go, this was a horrible idea."

Before Steve could respond, Peter had his mask on and he had jumped from the roof; webbing away.

So in the end, Steve got his shield back, learned the person they'd been hunting was a kid. They called off the hunt, deciding the kid was alright, even teamed up with him. Eventually, the kid revealed himself to the entire team, who became his surrogate family.