At the age of 504, a boy named Peter was placed in the arms of his fathers friends Richard Parker. In human years, he was four. That didn't mean he didn't have the memory of his time with his true father. Two Midgard years later, the Parker's died and Peter was sent to the house of May and Ben, who thought he was their blood.  They raised him from there, and Peter tried his hardest to forget about his life as Pétr Lokison. After they lost Ben, Peter decided to use his magic for good. After the spider bit him, his God-like metabolism let the enhancements pass like a common cold. He used that as his way to become Spider-Man. A few years later, May got cancer. He told her he could use his magic to save her. He told her the truth and May denied the offer. 

"Peter," she had whispered, her voice rough. "Let me see the real you." Peter's hand went to the bracelet his father gave him to conceal his looks. He slipped off the green braided bracelet that had a silver knife charm. His light brown curls became black as night and his doe brown eyes turned a shining emerald green. "May, I can help you. I can cure you. I could transfer my life force to you. I've lived for long enough. You deserve more time. This shouldn't be your end." May grabbed Peter's arm. "It's alright. It's okay. Let me go." She began to whisper to him. "I love you Peter." Her heart line went flat and Peter called for a nurse. He pulled the bracelet back on as a nurse pushed him out of the room. Peter began pacing the waiting room. A few minutes later, the same nurse that had pushed him from the room came over to him.

"Peter Parker?" She asked. "I'm sorry." Peter let out a loud ugly sob. He crumpled into a seat. "There are some social security workers on the way." Peter pulled out his phone, sobs racking his body. He clicked on the contact he never expected to need in a time like this. "Peter? What's up I've got a meeting right now, wait are you okay?" He heard Peter's sobs and cut himself off.  "May's had heart cancer a while." He said in between his sobs. "She flat lined 10 minutes ago. They couldn't save her. The Social Workers are on their way. I guess I wanted to say goodbye." The call went dead and Peter sighed. He didn't know what he had expected. Tony Stark was a busy man.

Peter continued to sob. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. He flinched and turned to see the billionaire in a black suit.  "Hey kid. I talked to the social workers. Your'e coming to the tower with me." Peter gasped. The rest of the night was a blur, and the next thing he could remember he was lying down in a comfortable bed. It was a few hours later and Peter couldn't sleep. So Peter got up and wandered around until he found the kitchen. Upon his arrival, he froze. 

Peter met the eyes of the god, who smiled at him. "Ah, you must be Starkson. I'm Thor!" Peter had yet to move. "Um, Uncle Thor?" Peter said. Then he caught what he said. "Sorry, uh, Mr. Odinson, sir." Peter fiddled with his bracelet. "What is causing your distress Young Starkson?" Peter met Thor's eyes and slipped off his bracelet. Thor gasped. "Pétr." Thor grabbed him and pulled him into a bear hug. They began talking about what had happened in the years they hadn't seen each other in. "Uncle Thor?" Pétr asked a few hours after the ncounter began. "Yes Pétr?" Thor pat the boy on the back. "Do you know when I can see dad, Harlé, Míshell, and Gwín?" Peter was fiddling with the charm on his bracelet even if he wasn't wearing it. "Oh, soon. You can see your siblings soon. When the war waged, my brother sent all four of you to houses along the United States with Midgardian names to match your godly ones. Harlé is a kown as Harley Keener, Míshell is Michelle Jones, and Gwín is Gwen Stacy. Your father found them and brought them to go to a nearby school, Midtown. But he couldn't find you because your bracelet concealed your magic from even him, and the two Parkers he gave you too had died.""Wait, they go to Midtown?" 

~At School The Next Day~

Peter sat at his lunch the table with Mj, Ned, Harley, and Gwen his friends. Peter was still livid he was best friends with his siblings and never knew. "Okay, so Ned. Sorry and everything but we need to talk so go make out with Betty or something." Ned groaned. "For the last time, I do not like Betty!" He stood up and walked away. 

"Okay, now that he's gone, fuck this shit. I talked to Uncle Thor last night and you guys are who I think you are. So, like... hello?" Peter smiled at them. At Uncle Thor they all immediately got it and jumped to begin talking about everything. "Peter, Last time I talked to dad, he told me you tried to kill Thomas Jefferson." Harley looked at him exasperatedly. "Yeah. Alex and I were bros, I had to. It's code."

Part 2 where they all are reunited with Loki, and the Avngers find out thier precious spider is decended from the dude who tried to kill them all