❝ What is the connection between your mission and watching a movie? We literally have a home theater down here. ❞

✧ CAUGHT IN WEBS ✧

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A WEEK HAS PASSED AND THE FEMALE CONTINUED TO STUDY THIS SO-CALLED 'SPIDER-MAN' FROM A DISTANCE. Every time she would find something suspicious of him, something distracting will get in the way thus, refraining her from going on about learning more information about him. It was a truly hard task for a teenager like her to do.

Though, she knew where he lives now.

Forest Hills, Queens. She knew what floor, and how many windows pass through before him. But that was about it.

With his swinging powers and enhanced ability to feel someone's presence, it was difficult.

They did have small interactions at school like any other student in the classroom but those kinds of human contact weren't enough to be marked as significant to her notes.

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(Y/N) (L/N)

4:00 PM. Finally. It's dismissal time. After weeks of reading and watching how-to socialize things are finally getting together and I was gaining some friends. But going to school, I realized how much I hated hanging out with people. It's not their personality or anything I just genuinely think I'm better off on my own.

With this kind of job of the spy thing, I need to build up my reputation and be less suspicious to Peter Parker's eyes.

But there was this very odd girl that caught my eye though. She refers to herself as MJ. I know her because she caught me doing a sketch of Peter Parker in my equation paper. And ever since that she thought I had a crush on him when in reality he was just part of my mission.

"Shit. Where is that boy?" I muttered while I was stuck in a flock of a student who was going to the opposite direction.

As I managed to find my way out of the exit door. I saw him skipping happily. "Oh, I'm not gonna lose you again this time," I murmured.

I never knew where my powers came from. Stark never told me anything about it. All I knew was that he found me somewhere and adopted me. Before that happened I had no memory except the fact that I knew how to use my powers.

I have also technopathy and a bit of manipulating sound waves but my empathy powers is weak which is a good thing.

Empathy is basically feeling or hearing other people's emotions. Sadness was the loudest one.

Regardless, with cyberkinesis ability, I could transform my body to any technology equipment that circles to having for-battle-like tendencies.

Oh, how I wish I could watch Netflix on my arm. But no, that doesn't happen.

I jumped over a wired fence and it's territory that maintained my alignment and anonymous state with the boy who was also running.

'Man, he's fast.'

As we went on with our laps, no people were around inside here of course. With trees covering me and grown weeds by the side and vines on the fence I transformed.

With the power of biotech, my glass mask helmet occupied my face in the blink of an eye. I activated my boosters on my feet, one of its advantages is running fast or jumping high. I'm working on the flying thing. My powers aren't strong enough to support themselves so I'm working on the lab for some jet boots to help me simulate levitation.

I jumped and landed on a 30 feet building. I stumbled a bit as I landed. I crawled over the edges to watch the boy enter the forsaken alleyway just below.

'Now to take notes of his suit and—Holy shit, that body could kill me, push me to Niagra falls, drown me in the Pacific, and throw me to Mount Fuji.'

Peter Parker. Looked friendly enough to let you think he wouldn't hurt an ant but damn that body is from a Greek god. Made me feel like it was a sin to even watch him change but I just couldn't look away.

'Ah shit, snap out of it. He's still the credulous man to you.'

After he was done changing he cobwebs to another nearby building and slingshots himself in the air.

'Oh boy, this'll be tiring.'

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Not gonna lie. I applaud him for this. We have geometry homework but he still chose to spend his day in his spiderman suit to look out for the city. What's so good about it?

'Shit. He's fast.'

I was losing my breath. According to Maria we have been traveling and going around circles of the city for almost 30 minutes. 600 calories are equivalent to 10 kilometers.

Peter has been doing all sorts of stunts which I found impressive. I doubt he feels dizzy about what he was doing considering how energetic he was swinging to the city and constantly yells like he was on a rollercoaster ride. Watching him is making me nauseous.

I stole his backpack and found that his webs were actually artificial and that he made it up based on his notes.

With all the running and jumping for me, I was burned out by now. And he's not even doing anything, there was no crime to stop. I don't even know if he has noticed me yet.

"WOOOO! HELLO NEW YORK CITY!" He screamed as he tossed himself into the air.

'Guess not.'

Finally, he landed on one of the front areas of a building. An old woman seems to be in need of help. It was my chance to take a rest and catch my breath.

I tripped on my own foot after taking a long hop to land on that particular structure's roof. "S-Shit."

I was too tired to get up anymore. I continued to lay down, then suddenly a certain red-figure flies up to my view from a far distance. He was getting away.

"There he goes... J-Just a little m-more..."

Then everything went black.

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"Mama ! arrête ! Je n'en peux plus ! S'il vous plaît!"

"Maintenant, sois gentille ma chère (Y/N) ça va bientôt finir."

"Papa ! J'ai peur, je n'en veux pas!"

"Aghh!!"

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"Arrêt!!"

"Not that dream again..." I mumbled as I felt tightness on my chest. I didn't even know what language that was but why was it so familiar?

A fake cough came out of nowhere from the other side of the wall. I didn't realize I was back in my room.

"Would you mind explaining why Happy found you on a party club's building?" We all know who that man is. None other than Tony Stark, who only seems to appear when I ever make a mistake.

"I was studying Spider-Man's move."

"Doesn't seem like 'studying' if you ask me." Tony raises a brow, the kind of expression a parent would give when they seem to sense a lie on their child's words even though I was telling the truth. "Come on now. Just tell me."

"Tell you what?"

"That you accepted the job so you could 'explore' some things you shouldn't even be doing." He continued placing down my favorite Iron-Man action figure back to its shelf full of other figurines that I have collected throughout the years.

"What?! No! Why would you think of that?"

"Oh, please. I've seen your search history of 'how to buy a ticket movie' or 'which is better Burger King or Subway.' don't try to fool me." He plainly lets out while I wanted to delete myself.

"I mean, duh. Who else is gonna tell me? I'm still new to the outside thing y'know?"

"What is the connection between your mission and watching a movie? We literally have a home theater down here."

"I'm just curious." I defended even though I know it was the wrong response to sound more believable.

"A week already passed and you have made no progress at all. You're a mistake for this job."

'That hurt... Because I knew I was weak.'

I sucked my bottom lip and looked down. Feeling guilty of something I didn't even do in the first place. It wasn't guilt actually, it was just the fear of dissatisfaction and sadness at the same time. He'd often pressured me in many things, I know he didn't mean it, he probably doesn't realize that he does and that's the worst part.

"I will ask somebody else to do it."

"What? I did nothing wrong! I literally have his backpack on my floor!"

"I need reports and observation because I'm making his suit." He revealed and knew he slipped.

"A suit? Why didn't I get a suit?" For a boy, he never met he spent his important time making a suit.

"Irrelevant." He turned his heel and was prepared to leave my room with nothing more to say. "You could forget about the deal we have." He added which made my body jolt up.

"Dad, please... I knew I should've tried harder but please trust me on this one." I got out of bed and walked towards him with an anxious heart. This is my one chance of proving myself to him. He would now let me join in the Avengers now! I don't wanna waste that chance.

He cleared his throat and faces me. It took him a moment to decide. "I'm giving you three more weeks. Reports and notes should be delivered to me as soon as possible. Or if you can snatch some of his stuff so I'll have a sample."

My muscle tensed down as I feel relief spreading through my entire body.

"I won't disappoint you, Dad," I said sternly trying to sound strong.

Tony already reached the elevator that can only be accessed and used by him only. "You almost did, kid." He responded before the gates closed.

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Fun Fact: Peter would adore (Y/N) from afar.

A/N: yes stark is not good at parenting but that doesn't mean he's bad, he just doesn't know how to treat a child considering the fact that he grew up with a father who had high expectations so maybe by words he can be a bit harsh but by action he really loves (y/n) just like any other parent.

BUT ur relationship with him will get better as this book progresses. he loves pepper potts as his lover but he lacks love from a family so that is where (y/n) fits in with the picture.

QOTD: What is something you wish your parents could understand?

It was not a phase mom it's a lifestyle 😩