Lies- A Spider-Man fanfic

Summary: Sometimes, Peter feels as though his whole life revolves around lies, and he can't help but wonder how much longer he will be able to keep lying. Sort of Spectacular Spider-Man universe. Possibly a revelation fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own the witty, charming, brilliant character known as Spider-Man, for I am not Stan Lee, just a teenage girl who writes stories about him for the fun of it. I do not mean to infringe on anything.

Peter was tired of lying to everyone. Aunt May, Captain Stacy, Gwen, Harry, Mary Jane, the Bugle, and the teachers at his school. He was even tired of having to lie to Flash (though he has been decent lately) and his friends. It was hard to make excuses about his cuts and bruises, and his unexplained absences. About half the villainous population of New York knew who he was anyway, so why did he keep lying? Peter could vaguely hear J.J. Jameson ranting about how Spider-Man was a menace and he was a danger to the city blah-blah-blah. Oh that's right, Peter muses, half of this city hates me, I would never get any privacy, and the villains who don't know my identity will be able to kidnap my friends and family, since for some reason the ones who do know don't bother. On the other hand, there won't be any more Venom fiascos. A humorless chuckle escapes Peter's mouth at his inner monologue. Peter grimaces at the seriousness of his thoughts. I spend way too much time around Daredevil, Wolverine, and the other superheroes with no apparent sense of humor. I thought I was the joker of the vigilantes. Come on Webhead; get your head back in the-spider sense!

Peter moves instinctively, listening to his uncanny sixth sense as he ducks down and the tips of the Vultures razor sharp wings slice through the air where, just a nanosecond ago, his head was. Peter shakes his head slightly as if trying to clear it of cobwebs, which makes a small smirk flit across his mask covered face at his unintentional pun.

"Watch it Toomes! Those wings of yours could hurt somebody, ever thought of that?" the teenager quips.

"Can't you stay still and let me finish you off, insolent brat!" Peter leaps to the roof of another building and put his hands in the air as though taking a photo. A moment later he strokes an invisible beard as though deep in thought.

"Hmm. You're really channeling your inner Snape, Toomsey. You even have the bird nose! If you add some greasy black hair and turn thirty to forty years younger, I doubt even Dumbledore would tell the difference!" Peter jokes, making an obvious Harry Potter reference as well. Got to hand it to J.K. Rowling, she sure know how to write a riveting wizard book, the human-spider hybrid muses as he narrowly avoids the Vultures deadly dive. Spider-Man lunges forward and throws a punch at the elderly man-not that you could tell that he was old by the way he moved, for your information- but misses and hits a chimney instead as the villain moves to the left with split second precision.

"When will you learn that you will never win insect?"

"When I start to lose to you Vulchy! Oh and FYI you are like such an ignoramus for not knowing spiders are arachnids old man! It's, like, totes hilar!" Peter adopts a falsetto for the last sentence, although he ruins the ditzy airhead impersonation with his usage of words most real airheads would never know. Of course, this only infuriates the beak-nosed man as he furiously slashes at the brunette in an attempt to decapitate him. The genius avoids the lethal part of the blow but Adrian manages to make a medium sized cut on the hero's forehead.

Peter sighs as he starts to think of excuses for his aunt, while at the same time avoiding the Vulture. Midtown High's brightest student quickly webs up the criminals eyes. Toomes is now temporarily blinded by the synthetic webbing and he starts to fly through the air wildly. Peter thanks his lucky stars he hit the villain, and quickly starts to first form a giant net into which the Vulture flies into, and then webs him up securely, making sure the razor sharp wing tips are at an angle that would cause the Vulture to harm himself if he attempts to escapes, and knowing how self-centered most villains are, he doubts the man will try anything. Peter decides to knock the villain out for good measure since he's evil and might try something anyway.

Dangling the villain from a web-line for the police-along with a card saying from your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man- the young super hero starts to make the journey home. Unfortunately for our hero, his aunt is in the kitchen and there is no way to avoid her.

May Parker gasps at the sight of the gash on her nephew's forehead. "What happened to you, Peter?" The boy grins sheepishly at his aunt as he ponders whether or not to tell the truth. Finally, he opens his mouth to speak, sealing his current decision.

"Sorry Aunt May. I tripped and cut myself on a sharp rock that was on the sidewalk. It looks worse than it is and I promise it'll be gone by tomorrow." Peter declares as he walks upstairs. Peter Benjamin Parker might hate lying, but seeing the look on his aunt's face makes him hesitate to tell and silently, the boy makes another promise. I'll stop lying soon. Just…not yet. But one day I will tell you the truth Aunt May, you and everyone else. And so our young hero makes a new resolution as he worries himself to sleep.

Authors note: R&R please! First fanfic on Fan Fiction, so go a bit easy on me if I mess up. Please review if you want me to continue or if you want me to leave it as a one-shot. Because I purposely wrote it that way, so it could be read like that. Sorry if the fight scene is bad because I'm not very good at writing them yet. Constructive criticism is appreciated, since I try to become a better writer, but no flames please. Unless I take forever to make an update because I'm like that, but take into account I have school, martial arts and other stuff to do that fills my schedule, but if you like it I'll try to update semi-regularly. (Unnecessary flames will be used to stoke the fire under my cauldron of doom, bet you don't want that^. ^)