This is my first story that I am sure I will finish. (Please enjoy.)

I do not own any of these people except Ebony.


My name is Ebony Violet Kent, 17 year old daughter of Clark Kent or also known as Superman. I'm just a normal girl with no powers living in New York with my father. My father told me my mother died in an explosion in Oscorp when I was 3. She used to work there I guess, he said that she loved science so much that she would bring her work home sometimes. I wish that I knew her more, I never believed my father when he told me the story about her dieing. It seemed like there was more to a the story.

My best friend is Peter Parker and my only friend. My dad usually creeps out the people I bring home so I just stopped. Peter is different, I've known him ever since elementary school. He's different from the others, smarter, not judgmental, he's just always been so nice to me. Were the outsiders in Midton High. We stopped talking after his Uncle's funeral. I don't know what I had done wrong but it just make me more frustrated that he acts like im invisible all the time. In Science he used to be my lab partner but he's been hanging out with Gwen Stacy.

October 31, 2000
I sat on my window ciel looking outside watching all the kids running around enjoying Halloween. My dad was down stairs passing out candy like every year. Every year I would sit in my room just watching others have fun while I sat back and watched. Usually I would go out with Peter to a cemetery for sit on top of a building but not after what happened.

I heard a tap on my window like if someone hit it with a rock. I thought it was in my mind until I heard it again. I looked down to see someone in a a black hoodie waving. I slid the window open and poked my head out. " Hello,'' I questioned.

" Hey Ebony its Peter let me in,'' He yelled.

What the hell was he doing here? He hasn't talked to me in months and now he wants me to just let him in the house like nothing had happened?

" No,'' I yelled back.

" Please it's important you're the only one I can talk to.''

What's so important that he can't tell him beautiful Gwen? Why did he have to talk to me?
I thought for a second wondering if I should tell him to get lost.
I closed the window and grabbed a a hoodie. Ran down stairs, my dad was passed out on the couch so I just carefully slipped out the front door. Peter sat at the curb, I walked over and tapped his shoulder. He looked up and smiled at me with his goofy little smile. I just rolled my eyes at him.

" Okay what do you want," I asked.

" It's not safe to talk about it here we need to go somewhere safe," He said,

"Cemetery.?"

He nodded then took my arm and started walking. I followed behind him. We took a different route then usual to the cemetery . He took me threw alley ways in the city and avoided the streets. He acted like someone was after him, but he was so calm which made my nerves worse. What the hell did he do, was he untroubled with the police or what? It wasn't like him to be walking so fast and gripping onto my arm so hard, I tried to ignore the pain and try thinking about the positive. The positive thing was that he was talking to me and he wasn't hurt… He wasn't hurt right please tell me he wasn't hurt.

We made it to the cemetery and hid behind a large grave stone. He walked back and forth with his head down not saying anything, he would stop and look at me then shake his head and kept doing what he was doing.

I let out an annoyed sigh , "Did you just drag me out here to say nothing?"

He let out a long breath, " I'm Spider man."


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