I'll be honest, I was expecting the formal and nice greetings from the Avengers when I told them I was Phantom. What I wasn't expecting was a hug from Peter as he released a breath he didn't know he was holding.

It felt better, knowing that two of my friends knew who I really was.

Holy shit I haven't talked to Sarah, Valarie, OR Harry in almost a week.

I can text them later. It will be fine.

I practically melted into Peter's warm embrace, hugging him back as I shoved my face into his shoulder. "This makes a lot more sense than what I had originally thought, Felicity." Peter whispered into my ear, a small shiver running up my spine.

Jesus, what the hell is happening to me? Why do I always get butterflies when he smiles, or a shiver up my spine when he whispers into my ear like that. Or blush like crazy when he compliments me, or-

Oh no. No no no no no.

I can NOT have a crush on Peter Parker.

It's because I kissed him, isn't it? Most likely.

My last two remaining braincells quarreled as Peter removed himself from our hug. We sat down next to each other on the private jet, and as it took off, I felt my hand snatching to grab Peter's gloved one.

I slowly turned to face his beet red face, a nervous look on both of our faces.

"S-sorry... I've never really been on a plane..." I muttered, removing my hand from his. It was somewhat of a lie. I had been on planes before, helping my father pick out which one he should buy. But I've never flown in one before.

Why did it make me nervous, though? I fly all the time.

I felt my cheeks burn, quickly turning away as something -- or rather someone -- laughed in my head. I looked out the window, taking in a deep breath as I closed my glowing eyes, waiting for them to return to normal.

"Felicity? You alright?" I turned my head to face Peter, a fake grin on my face as I nodded.

"Peachy." I said, going to turn back. I felt him lean closer, whispering into my ear again.

"Can we talk? In private..." I looked around, noticing everyone was preoccupied trying to sleep, read, or talk to one another. I sighed, nodding as me and Peter stood up, walking into the jet's bathroom.

And may I say, it is MUCH smaller than the one's my dad buy. I can probably take two steps back before I hit the wall, meaning Peter is practically a baby away from me.

Wait not like that.

I threw the thoughts out of the windows I call my ears, turning around to face Peter, a confused look on my face. "So? What did you want to talk about?"

"I uh- How did you know I was Spider-Man? When did you find out?" He said, staring into my eyes.

"I found out right after school. You ran into the alleyway between the field house and the actual school. Also, you are just really bad at hiding things and keeping secrets. I mean, you didn't even notice Ned was in your room and your bed is right next to the window."

"It was dark out!" He protested, crossing his arms as he scrunched his nose. I felt a small blush rise to my cheeks as he did so.

Why on Earth is he so-

HEY WOAH. NO. BAD MIND BAD.

I couldn't help myself, feeling my hand rise up and boop Peter's nose, causing him to unscrunch it and just stare at me in shock, his face yet again turning as red as his suit. I bit back a smile, shrugging.

"Whatever you say, Bug-Boy." I backed up, my back no flat against the wall. Peter scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Arachnid." He said, smirking slightly.

"Whatever."

"For a girl as smart as Tony Stark you are really dumb." I let out a fake offended and exaggerated gasp, slapping a hand to my chest.

"Peter Parker how dare you I prefer "Educatedly uneducated." I said, coughing back a snort.

"'Educatedly' isn't even an actual word." Peter said, frowning.

"Is too!" I fought back, frowning as much as he was.

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is no-!" The plane gained a little bit of turbulence, causing Peter to become unbalanced. He slapped his hands next to my head, my whole body now back against the wall.

Peter slowly looked into my eyes, and for a moment I saw a flash of hope.

He leaned in, his breath hot against my lips once more as I sat there, completely still. Unsure of what to do.

Saved by a knock, but you wish you weren't.

Peter and I heard a knock on the bathroom door, and I could have sworn he let out an annoyed sigh.

"You guys done with your talk or what?! I need to pee!" Steve said, getting a small laugh out of me and Peter. He opened the door, both of us walking out as Steve gave us weird looks before shrugging, walking into the bathroom.

I sat back down next to Peter, a smirk on my face after feeling a shock as I "accidentally" shocked the tips of his fingers. He snapped his hand back, hissing in pain. I giggled, holding my hands in defense.

"Sorry Peter!" I said, laughing quietly as he playing pushed me.

"You did that on purpose!" He yelled, frowning as I continued to laugh, pushing him back, soon turning it into a pushing war.

And, although he didn't think I could see it, I could tell that Mr. Stark had been smiling, as I saw a crinkle in his eyes from behind the magazine he was reading.

Although I had only truly known them for around 30 minutes, some over the course of a single day, I had the strange feeling that this was meant to happen.

That I was meant to be apart of their small family.

Like I was meant to be an Avenger.

***

"Uh... R.A.Y..." I whispered, looking out the window. My A.I. friend beeped into my ear, indicating they were awake,

"Yes, Felicity?" R.A.Y said, and for some reason they sounded tired, like I had woken them up from a year's long nap.

To be honest, that's exactly what I just did.

"One, good to hear your voice again. Two, where the fuck am I?" I asked, looking out the window. I knew exactly where I was: The Avenger's Compound. But I needed someone else to say it so I knew it was real.

"You're at the Avenger's Compound, Felicity." R.A.Y said, his voice now calming and relaxed instead of crisp and tired.

"Alright. Now I need to hear it from Peter." I said, turning to face him.

"Peter? You mean the boy you've had a crush on since the 3rd grade? As in Peter Parker?" I sighed, turning R.A.Y off, knowing I would turn ray back on eventually.

"Hey Peter. Can you pinch me?" I asked, leaning on the arm of my chair. He turned to face me, a confused smile on his face as he laughed.

"What? You want me to pinch you?" I nodded as he sighed, leaning over and giving me a hard pinch on the bicep. I winced, forgetting how painful they can get sometimes.

"Thanks. At least I know what's happening right now is real." I laughed, turning to face out the window again.

"Felicity. You do realize you have superpowers, right?" He asked as we landed, both of us standing up. I giggled, nodding as we walked out of the plane.

"Felicity, welcome to the Avenger's Compound." Mr. Stark said, a wide smile on my face as we entered the building in Upstate New York.

"I can't believe I'm actually here. It's like a dream come true." I said with as much force to not burst into excitement as I possibly could. Mr. Stark and Peter showed me everywhere they could while the rest of the Avenger's trailed off, never to be seen from again.

Except Natasha, who weirdly started acting like an overprotective sister.

"So I would advise you stay clear of this sword. It's killed one to many people." She said, winking at me.

"Yeah... so have I..." I whispered the last part, Natasha giving me a "What did you say?" look.

"If you would like, I can show you the room that Peter keeps his stuff. It's where you will be keeping your backup suit anyway." Natasha said with a smirk. "Or did Tony not tell you?"

I tilted my head, frowning. "Tell me what?"

"Oh how silly of him. He's built you a new suit!" She said. I couldn't help but show my excitement this time as I jumped up and down. Natasha laughed, taking my hand as we walked to where Peter and I's suits would be.

And sure enough, standing in sealed containers, were me and Spider-Man's suits.

I couldn't believe my eyes. My suit was intricately created. My suit looked like it was made out of some type of flexible and stretchy rubber (Picture Peter Parker's suit from 2002). The mask was a black and white split, one half was black and the other was white and only covered my eyes and part of my mouth. There were lens where my eyes would be, probably for me to detect anything. And the suit.

My god the suit.

It was mainly black, the boots were thigh high and white, I guess you could say it was a tight turtle neck. The top part of it was white, and mixed into an ombre before going black. All I could really say that it was definitely more advanced than the suit I have now and definitely will look better on me.

But I felt myself shake my head.

I have super powers, yet every time I put on that mask, I feel more powerless than ever. I have super powers, yet I can't stop but get distracted but the slightest inconvenience, and fail to help somebody. I have super strength, yet I feel so weak when I put on the suit.

I have super powers, yet I can't even tell someone I like them. I have super hearing, yet all I can hear is the voice in my head putting me down. I have the power to control lightning like Thor, yet I can do nothing but shock myself when I fail to save someone because it was my fault.

"Felicity?" Natasha said. I turned, looking in the mirror next to her to see my eyes were puffy and red. "Are you that surprised?" She said. I forced out a laugh, before I shook my head.

"I-I can't do it." She frowned, tilting her head. "I have all of these amazing powers, yet I feel so powerless and I can never do anything right. I always get in the way when me and Peter try to fight someone, and I always get hurt. I have super healing, yet even my powers can heal the wounds my past has given me." I said, falling to the ground.

Natasha sat besides me, rubbing my back. "Felicity. I have only known you for 2 hours, but I can already tell that you are the strongest girl I know. You have been through so much in the past year, and who has been there for you every step of the way, even though he's going through just as much? What do you think Everyone here thought when we first started? When we first became who we are today? I for one was terrified, I felt like I was doing everything wrong, and blamed myself when something bad happened. But it wasn't my fault, none of it was. Well.. Except for every time it actually was." She said, snickering quietly.

"But that's besides the point. I believe that these powers chose you, just like that spider chose to bite Peter. Imagine if you and Peter were in different areas at the time of your incidents, you wouldn't see your masked face plastered everywhere while people cheer your superhero name. You wouldn't hear the blessings of the people you saved, despite the fact you barely being able to do so. You still managing to get in the way has helped those people. You may have gotten in the way, but you helped. That's all that matters. You were given these extraordinary powers that I can only imagine must terrify you." I nodded quickly, wiping my nose.

She wasn't wrong. I was terrified of these powers. I felt like I was going to kill someone if I wasn't careful with how hard I punch, or how much energy I put into a single bolt of lightning.

Hell, I was afraid to even touch people sometimes.

"Felicity." Natasha said, positioning herself in front of me. "Your powers are amazing. And I know you know that too. You can't let your silly thoughts consume who you are meant to be. You were given these powers because it knew you would use those powers for good. Just like Peter. You both were chosen to save this disaster of a city, and you know it. You can do this, Felicity." She said with a smile.

"You can be Phantom."

***

I question if that motivational speech was good or not.

<3 A.