In a dark warehouse, a group of gangsters were gathered together amongst some motorcycles and cars and trucks in a garage. In another room, some gangsters were in some kind of drug lab with vibranium nearby.

Gang Member #1: "Hey, good job on stealin' that vibranium, Miguel."

Miguel: "Thanks, I guess. It wasn't that hard, surprisingly."

Gang Member #2: "Well, the boss is gonna be real happy with ya."

The sound of doors opening echoes through the warehouse. Miguel, a Wankandan, flinched a bit as heavy footsteps fill his ears.

Gang Member #2: "And here he comes."

A muscular man walks forward, the leader of the gang inside the warehouse. He was a terrifying gang boss that could never break.

Gang Boss: "How is production for the drug going?"

Gang Member #3: "Really good, sir. It'll take a few months to get enough going for mass production, but it'll be worth the wait."

Miguel couldn't help but gulp at the sight of the man as a bead of sweat rolls down his forehead. He had betrayed his own country for this criminal.

Gang Boss: "Good. I want as many men as you can get to get on the drug manufacturing. Everyone else will be working on our vehicles."

Gang Member #3: "You got it, Boss."

The gang member walks off to rally the troops as the boss continues walking forward.

Gang Boss: "It's time for us to show New York who we are."

"We are through with hiding."

Avengers Compound...

You stir awake with a groan escaping your lips. Your eyes flutter open and you look around, finding yourself on your bedroom floor.

FRIDAY: "Good morning, Y/n. I hope you slept well."

Y/n: "I guess I did..."

You say as you stand, discarding your blanket and not noticing the claw tears on it. You begin waving your hand around to find your glasses.

FRIDAY: "Bio-scan complete. You seem to be doing better than yesterday, Y/n. Your temperature of one hundred thirty-two degrees to ninety-eight."

Y/n: "Huh...? Oh, right. I got bit by something..."

You couldn't really remember. Your head felt fuzzy. Maybe it will pass.

You finally find your glasses and bring them up to your face. However, when you put them on, everything suddenly became incredibly blurry. You were confused and took your glasses off, only for everything to become crystal clear. You put your glasses on and take them off a few more times before setting them back down on your nightstand.

Y/n: "This is weird..."

It got weirder. When you saw yourself in your bedroom mirror, you were completely shocked. You were hella muscular. Well, you've always been fit since you've exercised and trained with Natasha, but this was completely different. Your muscles weren't just defined, they had grown and swelled in size. And when you felt your abs...

Y/n: "Holy shit, you can grind meat on these!"

Your attention was suddenly taken from your body to your phone. It was buzzing rapidly, indicating that someone was calling you. You check the caller ID to see that it was Natasha calling. You hesitantly answer and put the phone on speaker.

Y/n: "Uh... Доброе утро, тетя Наташа (Good morning, Aunt Natasha). How are you?"

Natasha: *over the phone* "Доброе утро, Т/И. I'm fine, but what about you? FRIDAY contacted me last night and told me you had passed out. You had a bad fever. Are you okay?"

Y/n: "Uh, yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just... some kind of bug, I guess?"

Natasha: *over the phone* "Well, if you say so."

Y/n: "What about you? What's up in Wakanda?"

Natasha: *over the phone* "We've made a breakthrough. The thief was Wakandan. We think that's why the vibranium was taken so easily."

Y/n: "Wait, so the thief just betrayed their own people?"

Natasha: *over the phone* "Yeah. Это ужасно. But enough about my problems. What's going on with you? How's everything going?"

Y/n: "Uh, good, good. Things have been... good."

Natasha: *over the phone* "Good, good. How's Harry? And Gwen?"

Y/n: "They're fine. Gwen's awesome."

Natasha: *over the phone* "You should ask her on a date. She's a nice girl."

Y/n: "Uuggh... Aunt Nat, please! Don't get on me about this. I already have Harry teasing me, I don't need you, too."

You can hear your aunt laughing on the other side of the phone.

Natasha: *over the phone* "You're just too easy to tease. But you should try. Who knows, maybe something could change."

Y/n: "Yeah... Change."

You repeat and look at yourself in the mirror.

Natasha: *over the phone* "Well, I have to get going. Call me if you need anything. Я люблю тебя, маленький паучок (I love you, little spider)."

Y/n: "Я тоже тебя люблю, тетя Наташа (I love you, too, Aunt Natasha)."

You two bid goodbye and the call ended. You sighed and turned back to look at yourself in the mirror, and you poke a muscle.

Y/n: "FRIDAY, do you have any idea what's going on with me?"

FRIDAY: "It seems you have underwent a rapid muscular acceleration. Would you like me to contact your school and tell them you won't be attending today?"

Y/n: "Nah, it's fine. I'll go. What time is it anyway?"

FRIDAY: "It's currently 8:30 AM."

Y/n: "Shit! I'm late!"

You immediately ran around your room as you scrambled to get dressed. As you did, you didn't realize that you were walking on the walls and roof. Then you ran to the bathroom to brush your teeth, not caring to eat breakfast first. However, you didn't realize that you tore off the doorknob and accidently tore the door off its hinges. You grabbed your toothbrush and went to squirt toothpast on it, but it all flies onto the bathroom mirror. You look at it in shock and confusion before rubbing your toothbrush on the toothpaste. Then you went to turn on the sink, but you accidently tear off the knob and water sprays everywhere.

Y/n: "Goddamnit!"

Timeskip...

You ran into class with sweat pouring down your face. You're teacher immediately berated you for being late and then told you to sit down so he could get back to the lesson. You did as told and sat down in front of Harry who took notice of your soaked clothes.

Harry: *whispering* "You good, man? You're soaking wet."

Y/n: *whispering* "Just had a bad morning, that's all."

Harry: *whispering* "Well, at least you look better. You looked like shit since we left Alchemax."

You immediately sat up straight at this.

Harry: *whispering* "Also, what happened to your glasses, man?"

Everything suddenly came back to you. The field trip, Gwen, Alchemax, the bite... everything. Then you remembered what Peter had told you.

Peter: "There was this spider. I didn't realize it was crawling up my neck until it was too late. It bit me, but it gave me these powers."

Y/n: "Oh, fuck..."

Timeskip...

It was three periods and a whole lunch later. You were now in PE and were sitting on the bleachers talking with Harry. Gwen was playing some volleyball with some of her friends on one side of the gym, and the other side had others playing basketball.

Harry: "So let me get this straight... A spider bit you at Alchemax, you woke up with perfect eyesight and you had the body of a pro athlete?"

Y/n: "I kid you not. I broke, like, three door handles and busted four doors. I broke a knob on my sink, and I even walked on the walls and roof of my room."

Harry: "This is insane. You're ending up like Peter. You have Spider-Man's powers. But why? Why did Alchemax have that spider?"

Y/n: "I don't know. Maybe... Maybe they wanted to recreate him. They wanted to make a new Spider-Man."

You remembered what Gwen had said yesterday.

"Or maybe an army..."

Harry: "An army? Of Spider-Men? Imagine what that could do..."

Y/n: "It'd be crazy."

You tensed a bit at this and grip the bleacher under you. You didn't crush it up, but you left claw marks across the wood as if your fingernails were razor sharp.

Your senses suddenly went wild and you leaned back to avoid a volleyball bouncing by. It would've hit you in the face if you didn't move.

Harry: "Whoa..."

The ball bounces down to you and you grab it.

Gwen: "Yo, Y/n! Mind giving me back the ball?"

You turn to see Gwen walking up to you and Harry. You nod and step off the bleachers, heading to your crush and handing the ball to her. She thanks you before your senses go off again and your hair stands on end, and you stretch your hand out to grab a basketball. You didn't even realize what happened until Gwen spoke up.

Gwen: "Whoa. Nice moves, bug boy."

Y/n: "Uh... yeah. They were."

You stared at the ball in your hand before Nathaniel gains your attention.

Nathaniel: "Hey, Puny Parker! Mind giving the ball back? Or do you need some help from your boyfriend?"

He and his friends laugh at this comment, but it only filled you with more anger. You clenched the basketball tightly in your hand, surprisingly not popping it with your new spider strength. You turn to Harry and Gwen, their faces telling you not to do anything. However, your anger gets the best of you and you get an idea.

You walk up to Rodriguez, the ball in hand. He looks at you with a confusion, ignoring your sudden growth in height as you only smirk at the athlete.

Y/n: "Why don't you take it from me?"

Nathaniel: "Heheheh. What?"

Y/n: "You heard me. Take it."

You hold the ball out to the side and some of Rodriguez's friends told him to take it back. So he went to grab it, but you only changed the hands that held the ball. Instead if being in your right, it was in your left hand.

Y/n: "Ooh, too slow, Nate. Wanna try again?"

Harty looks at Gwen.

Harry: "The hell's he doing?"

Gwen: "I don't know."

With a growl, Nathaniel goes to grab the ball again again you only switch it to your right hand. He reaches for it once again, and you spin it around his head which makes him spin around. You then throw the ball at his back and catch it again, making everyone gasp and laugh as the bully turns to you with a scowl.

You only playfully smirk at him and pretend to throw the ball. He flinches back, but the basketball stays in your hand. You couldn't believe you were doing this. You felt exhilarated!

Y/n: "You know what? Here. Take it."

You offer the ball to Nathaniel who just looked at you. You then tell him you won't look and you cover your eyes with your hand and even turn away. Nathaniel scoffs and grabs the ball, but he couldn't pull it from your hold. It was as if the ball was stuck to your hands. You couldn't help but smile as you turn back to look at Nathaniel who was pulling at the ball with both hands.

Y/n: "Come on, Nathaniel. Take it. I know you can. Or do you want help from your little man posse?"

Letting out a breath, Nathaniel lets go of the basketball and backs away. You smirk as you dribble the ball a bit, and the star basketball player begins to antagonize you.

Nathaniel: "Come on! Bring it, Puny Parker!"

You couldn't help what you did next. You ran full sprint at Nathaniel as yoru friends call out to you to stop. You push right past Nathaniel, knocking him to the floor and you leap high into the air. Everyone watched in shock and awe as you slammed the ball into the hoop, slam dunking it as the glass on the plane shatters to pieces.

You fall to the ground and land on your feet, the basketball hoop in your hand. You looked up at your work, seeing the broken hoop above you. You couldn't help but laugh a little.

Timeskip...

You sat in a chair outside the office. After knocking Nathaniel on his ass and breaking the basketball hoop, you were called to the office and was told that you suspended for the rest of the week. You weren't surprised. You did break school property, after all. But oh, well. Gave you more time to practice your new powers.

"Afternoon, Y/n. Mind telling me why Natasha had called me to come pick you up?"

You looked up to see Steve Rogers standing in front of you with hands on his hips and an upset look on his face.

Yay. The fun police.

Y/n: *sighs* "Hi, Steve."

Steve: "Come on, I'm taking you home. We'll talk about what happened when we get there."

You nod nod stand up from your seat. You follow the WWII veteran through the hallway. As you do, you pass a class and someone knocks on the window. You turn to see Gwen who held a piece of paper up to it.

GOOD LUCK
I'LL ATTEND YOUR FUNERAL

You chuckle before smiling at this and nod to her in thanks. She smiles and nods back before with a small giggle before going back to class. You look back towards Steve who had saw what happened.

Steve: "So... that's the famous Gwen Stacy I've heard so much about?"

Y/n: "Shut up..."

Steve couldn't help but chuckle as he leads you out of the school.

Avengers Compound...

After a long, and quiet, car drive, you walked into the Compound with Rogers right behind you. FRIDAY greeted both of you as you toss your backpack by the door and walk over to the kitchen to get a snack. Steve just followed you and leaned on the counter as you opened the pantry.

Steve: "So mind telling me what happened?"

Y/n: "I got suspended. Pretty much it."

You say as you take a cereal bar from the pantry and close the door.

Steve: "Really? I couldn't guess."

Y/n: "Shut up."

Steve: "You don't talk to Nat like that, do you?"

Y/n: "Unlike you, I like Natasha."

Steve only sighs as you rip open the wrapper and bite into the cereal bar.

Steve: "What happened?"

Y/n: "I don't have to tell you anything."

Steve: "You're right. You don't. But you should."

Y/n: "Well, I don't want to. So you might as well leave."

Steve sighs and pushes himself off the counter. He looks right at you as you finish eating your cereal bar.

Steve: "I know you still blame me for what happened, but it's not my fault. We couldn't have stopped Thanos, no matter how hard we tried. I realized it, and you have to as well. You have to let go."

Y/n: "And what if I don't want to? What if I want to remember Peter being dead? Because that's what drives me every fucking day. Because I'm trying to do what Peter would."

Steve: "You're not Spider-Man, Y/n. You're not your cousin."

Y/n: "I can be."

Steve: "What?"

Without saying another word, you look up at the roof before flipping up to the roof. You perfectly replicate a pose mixed between your cousin's and Natasha's as you cling to the ceiling. You look down at Steve who looked at you in complete shock.

Steve: "How did you...?"

Y/n: "Like I'd tell you."

Steve sighs yet again and looks at you as you simply drop down and land on your feet.

Steve: "Alright. I'm gonna go since you obviously don't want me here. Have a good day, Y/n."

He turns around and walks back towards the front door. However, before he leaves, he turns back to look at you.

Steve: "You're part of this family, too, Y/n. I know you don't like me, but if you ever need to talk, you'll know where to find me."

He takes a card out of his pocket and tosses it at you. You easily catch it and flip around it to look at it. It was an invitation card to some group therapy session Steve leads. You look back at him, only to see he was already leaving.

You sighed and pocketed the card before walking to the gathering room. It was basically a living room, but at least twice the size. You sat down on the couch and tell FRIDAY to turn on the TV. She listens and the TV turns on, showing the news. You didn't want to watch that, so you went to tell FRIDAY to change the channel. However, you hear something that grabs your attention.

News Reporter: *on TV* "Earlier today, a local jewelry store in downtown Manhattan was robbed by a gang of men. They were led by none other than the notorious thief and murderer Flint Marko."

Your eyes go wide as you turn to the TV screen. An image of a bald man wearing a green shirt and khakis. You couldn't help but remember him from years ago when the police came in telling you, May, and Peter that your father had been killed by a man named Flint Marko. They hadn't caught him since.

Rage and anger filled your veins as you clenched your pants tightly. You grit your teeth, growling at the sight of the man. This was the same man who had killed your father, Ben Parker. You wanted him dead. You wanted justice. And you were going to get that justice yourself.

Y/n: *standing up* "FRIDAY, I need you to get the workshop ready."

FRIDAY: "For what, Y/n?"

Y/n: "Vengeance."