Worth It

Two

(Y/N)'s POV
TW: mention of su*cide

So, you're probably wondering who I am and what my deal is. My name is (Y/N) (L/N) and I am nowhere near normal. My dad is some stuck up billionaire who doesn't know I exist but even if he did I doubt he'd want anything to do with some malnourished, suicidal, abused, freak like me. My mom raised me up until I was six, that's when the accident happened. Nothing odd, nothing suspicious, just a young child and a distracted driver. I've blamed myself for years and why shouldn't I? It was my fault. That day has haunted my whole life, unfortunately it's been an unexpectedly long one. Turns out the truck we crashed into was carrying some weird collection of chemicals because after the accident, things started changing. I got stronger, faster, smarter, and just all around better than I was before. But what's the point of having all these powers if you've got nothing to live for? The first time I tried to off myself was when I stole my foster dads gun and put a bullet in my skull. Little did I know that a few hours of dreamless sleep later, I'd wake up with a bullet in my mouth and a wicked headache. I don't know why I can't seem to die but I'm thankful for it I guess? I can't sleep normally without getting nightmares so the only way to get a peaceful night's rest is to go through something that would kill a normal person. I have yet to find something that can kill me but I'm hoping that I can die, living forever watching everyone you care about die while you have to keep living sounds like a horrible life, good thing I don't care about anyone. Except Peter of course. Peter and I have been friends since I don't know when but I know he's always been there for me. He knows my secrets and I know his. We make a pretty good team considering we're both children. Anyway, enough of my backstory. Let's get back to the here and now.

"Ugh." I groan hoarsely as I prop myself up against the wall. Sure I can heal myself faster than anyone in the world, but that doesn't mean I don't feel pain.

I concentrate on my breathing for a second and feel my cracked rib start to mend itself. Slowly, the cuts and bruises disappear. Quietly, I slip out of my window and pull out my phone to let Peter know I'm coming over.

I end up having to take the long way to peter's apartment because some creepy dude in a baseball cap and sunglasses was staring at me while talking to himself. Weird, right?

It takes me about forty minutes to get to Peter's place, I walk at the speed of a normal person because I can't help but get the feeling like I'm being watched.

"(Y/N)!" May greets me as I open the door. Peters aunt may is like family, she's been there for me through everything and I am eternally grateful for her.

"Hey, May. Is Peter here? I texted him but he has yet to respond."

"He's on his way home now. Ned is already here and waiting in his room so you are welcome to wait with him." May smiles warmly at me.

"I'll go wait with Ned"

"Oh, and (Y/N)!" May calls out.

"Yeah?"

"He brought a new lego set"

Sweet

AVENGERS TOWER (Tony's POV)

"She totally saw us" Clint announces to the group.

"Correction," I object "she totally saw you."

Before we can start arguing again, Bucky walks in dressed in all black. "I've got an address."

"Yeah, no shit Sherlock,"!I respond "that was the first thing we found on her."

"No, not her address. Her friend, Peter Parker. I recognized his name from the list of possible candidates."

"Spider-boy, right?" Bruce asks.

"Yeah, something like that"

"Wait, Buck. How did you find out they knew each other?" Steve questions.

"I followed her."

We all stare at him, amazed.

"What? It's not my fault that I'm the only one of us actually capable of spying on people."

Nat and Clint-the only people who were actual spies- look hurt.

Nat shakes off her hurt and speaks up "I think we should drop by Parker's place and kill two birds with one stone, get both of them at one place." makes sense.

PETER'S APARTMENT ((Y/N)'s POV)

"Hey, (Y/N)" Ned greets me as I walk into Peter's room "what are you doing here?"

"I was just in the neighborhood and needed something to do" I lied. "Nice lego set"

He looks down at the box and smiles at me "wanna build it with me? I brought it for Peter and I to do but he's not here and you are so..."

I smile back at him "sounds good"

~fast forward~

"And, done!" I announce as I place the last brick into the lego Death Star

"Wow, that looks great" Ned says

Just then, we hear shuffling as Peter sneaks through the window. He walks into his room in his full Spider-Man suit. He walks to the middle of his room and starts taking it off. Smooth, Peter, real smooth. It's not until Ned drops the Death Star onto the floor that Peter notices the two of us sitting on his bed. I give him a 'really Peter?' look as Ned just stares in shock.

"You're the Spider-Man!" Ned manages to form a statement as he keeps that astonished look on his face. "From YouTube!"

"No!" Peter whisper-yells as he changes out of his suit and into a t-shirt and sweatpants.

"Yeah" I say, nonchalantly.

Peter glares at me. "Oh!" I exclaim "I was supposed to lie. Then no, Peter is not Spider-Man."

Peter facepalms as I mouth 'sorry'. Before we can have a real conversation the doorbell rings. Peter yells "I'll get it! Stay here." Ned and I stay in the bed, he still looks shocked.

"Hello?" I hear Peter say to whoever is at the door.

Before I can listen in to their conversation, Peter sends me a text in all caps.

Peter-man🕷
ITS STARK!!!! SNEAK OUT THE WINDOW!!!

"Sorry, Ned. I've got places to be and daddy issues to avoid!"

Just like that, I slip off into the night without a sound. I've successfully evaded by capture. Look at me go.