The Avengers infiltrate a Hydra base, and a young hostage named Macey manages to escape. Because of their experimentation, Macey learns she's gained abilities similar to Spider-Man's and becomes determined to learn from him - all while the Avengers want to hunt them down.

The main cast will include all of the Avengers and Spider-Man. This takes place before Civil War, and I've pictured Andrew Garfield's Spider-Man in the role. However, feel free to interpret the character as you wish.

My main original character is Macey Warren, who gains the same abilities as Spider-Man after Hydra manages to obtain a blood sample from him. All of this will be further explained in later chapters. Macey is caucasian, about 5'4 with shoulder-length hair that is dark brown and wavy. She is rather skinny and has bright green eyes. She is nineteen, the same age as Peter.

I do not own anything except my original characters.

I appreciate you all giving this story a chance and hope that you enjoy it!


Cold. And dark.

That's all Macey can think about at the moment, locked up and chained to the floor in her tiny cell. She wasn't even sure of where she was, but she knew she'd been there for sixteen days. Keeping track was one of the few things she could do.

Macey knew who had taken her - men from Hydra. She had heard about them many times on the news but never, ever thought that they'd somehow get ahold of her. While she didn't know a whole lot about them, she knew they were into human experimentation and that they were violent. Earlier that day they had injected her with something; she didn't know what. Whatever it was, its effects hadn't become apparent yet.

Suddenly she could hear alarms going off left and right. She could see guards running past the observation window of her cell, but no one made a move to get her. They were all yelling, and through the commotion she managed to make out one word.

Avengers.


Peter Parker stared up at his ceiling, hanging off the side of his bed. Blood was starting to rush to his head but he paid no mind to it. He had what felt like thousands of thoughts running through his head.

Five months ago Gwen had died. He didn't cry too much about it anymore, only when he felt exceptionally lonely.

He tried not to dwell. He still needed to be there for his Aunt May, which was a lot easier now that she knew he was Spider-Man. Of course it only made her worry about him more, but she knew he wasn't going to stop. He wouldn't stop helping people, he just simply decided that he wasn't going to let anyone close to him anymore. It only ever ended badly for them.

He pushed those thoughts out of his head for the time being and went to sit at his desk. The other night he had been perched on top of building, one that he typically goes to when patrolling, when something extra strange had happened. A man approached him calmly, and at first Peter had thought he needed his help in some way. Next thing he knew, the man was attacking him.

He was skilled and definitely put up a fight, as Peter couldn't land a shot with his web shooters. He was skilled enough to manage to swipe Peter's arm with a knife, not too deep but enough to draw blood. As soon as he had done that the man retreated, diving off the side of the building faster than Peter could blink. When Peter peered over the edge he saw nothing.

He did however, manage to catch a glimpse of a symbol on the man's jacket during their fight - it seemed familiar to him but he was going to make sure. He opened Google and proceeded to type "HYDRA" into the search box. As soon as he hit enter, his suspicions were confirmed as the symbol stared back at him.

Hydra. Peter knew about them, but had never actually dealt with them. He stuck around New York City, while Hydra was based outside of the country. So what prompted them to find him? It surely couldn't have been a coincidence.

He decided there really wasn't anything he could do about it at that moment. He would continue to patrol, and stay extra vigilant.

Another target on my back. Peter thought. Great.


"Friday," Tony began. "what exactly do we know about this Hydra base?"

"It appears to be a smaller one, sir. Yet just as heavily guarded."

"So nothing new." Natasha stated.

"Any hostages?" Steve asked.

"My scanners indicate that there may be one - I've detected a lone presence in the basement of the building, with no apparent movement."

"Okay," Steve continued. "Clint and Wanda, focus on finding that hostage and call for back-up if you need it. The rest of us will focus on shutting the base down."

Everyone nodded but Wanda turned to Clint. "Be extra careful." She said. "We do not know what this hostage may be capable of."

Clint nodded. "Let's do this."


Macey jumped up, getting as close to the window as the chain would allow. She was able to touch, and placed both of her hands on the glass as she peered out. The alarm was still blaring and it illuminated the hallway, but no one was around.

She'd heard them yelling about the Avengers. Maybe they were there, and maybe they could save her. Maybe.

She sighed, not wanting to get her hopes up too much. She was going to sit back down, but when she went to take her hands off the glass, she found that they wouldn't move. It felt as if they were stuck.

"What the hell?" She whispered to herself. She continued to pull but her hands wouldn't budge. Eventually she gave one final, forceful tug and was free, but sent herself flying backwards. As she crashed into the end of the bed she expected to just fall - but instead she sent the bed crashing into the wall, leaving a crack.

She stared at it with wide eyes. The bed wasn't bolted to the ground but it was usually too heavy to move, as she had tried before. Did I get stronger? It couldn't have been from nourishment and physical activity. Then she remembered the injection - maybe this was its purpose.

Her eyes moved from the bed to the chain attached to her ankle. If I can move the bed, then surely...

Her thoughts trailed off as she grabbed a hold of the part of the chain attached to the ground. Using both hands she pulled as hard as she could, and sure enough, the ground crumbled a bit and the chain came loose.

"Holy shit." A smile came across her face for the first time in weeks. It turned to a look of confusion however, when she lifted the chain and found it stuck to her left hand. With a few forceful shakes it fell off, but she was very confused as to why she was suddenly sticking to everything.

Not important at the moment, you need to get out. She turned to the door, obviously locked. She couldn't exactly run at it with the heavy chain still around her ankle, and she didn't think she was strong enough to tear it off its hinges.

Worth a shot though. She decided to try and kick it down with her free leg. If it didn't work she may end up with a broken bone, but she really didn't have another choice. So, she focused on the door and gave it a strong, powerful kick. Sure enough, the door screeched and landed on the ground with a loud bang.

Finally! She ran out of the room as quickly as she could and immediately spotted they key to her ankle lock. She wasted no time using it to free herself and promptly shook the chain off, and the key as an object once again stuck to her hand.

Following the alarm lights, she began making her way down the hall.


A screech followed by a loud banging noise stopped Wanda and Clint in their tracks - they were almost to the basement when they heard the sound. The two didn't say anything, but proceeded more cautiously.

"Look at that." Clint said, motioning to the fallen door. The two walked further and peered into the now empty cell.

"It looks as if the door was kicked down." Wanda observed. "And look at this." She picked up the broken chain.

Clint spoke over the intercom. "It looks like there was a hostage here, but whoever it is escaped."

"Enhanced?" Steve responded.

"Don't know for sure, but it looks like they managed to kick the cell door down."

"Meaning we should be on the lookout." Sam said. "Got it."

"If anyone sees anything, let everyone else know."


It looked as if the entire building had been deserted, but Macey kept running; she didn't want to take any chances. She knew she was in the basement, so she had been moving upwards. When she finally reached a main floor, she gasped and stopped in her tracks when she saw several guards lying motionless on the ground.

She assumed they were dead, and she didn't want her fate to be the same. If the Avengers were truly there, she didn't think they'd want to help her now that she'd been some sort of experiment. She needed to get out undetected.

Stepping quietly around bodies, she headed towards an open door that led to the outside. When she finally got out, she appeared to be in the middle of nowhere, but she could faintly hear the sounds of a busy city. She assumed she was just outside of it.

Having no other choice, she headed into the woods. She had literally no idea where she was but she certainly wasn't going to stick around the Hydra base. She walked, trying to figure out which direction to take, when she suddenly felt a tingling feeling at the base of her skull.

Whatever it was, it possessed her to immediately whip around, and she came face to face with none other than the Black Widow herself. The Avenger had a gun pointed at her.

"You heard me?" Natasha raised an eyebrow.

Macey didn't really believe it herself. "Something like that."

Natasha took in Macey's appearance. "You're not one of Hydra." It was a statement, not a question.

Macey was apprehensive, but shook her head slowly. Bringing a hand to her ear, Natasha said, "I've found the hostage." She appeared to listen for a bit before ending, "Copy."

"You can come with us." She put her weapon away. "We'll get you somewhere safe."

Macey was torn. She wasn't going to stay where she was, but she didn't want to stay with the Avengers. Then again she didn't exactly know where she was. She quickly figured that if they could get her to civilization, she could probably escape from there.

So she nodded. "Okay."


Natasha had led her to some sort of jet, and Macey was suddenly in front all of the Avengers instead of just one. It made her extremely apprehensive for some reason, so she remained mostly quiet, only telling them her first name and how long she'd been prisoner.

She knew that they probably knew she managed to escape her cell, and she couldn't have done it with her regular strength. She saw the nervous glances several of them were giving her, and figured they were just as nervous about her as she was about them.

However, they didn't prod her with too many questions right away, only asking if she was alright every now and again. The ride was short, taking under an hour, before they were landing on top of a tall building in a city.

"Are we in New York?"

"That we are." Steve said. "Are you familiar with the area?"

Macey nodded. "My home is here."

Once landed, she followed the team off the jet and into the large tower. She quickly recognized it as Avengers tower, never thinking she'd ever set foot into it.

"I'm sure you're tired, Macey." Tony turned to her. "I had Friday prepare a room for you, if you'll stay. We can discuss everything else tomorrow."

Macey nodded. "That would be nice, thank you."

The team split, going to their separate areas of the tower, and Tony motioned for Macey to follow him. They had to get on an elevator and down several floors, but he eventually stopped in front of doorway.

"You'll find everything you need in there, including a change of clothes." Macey looked down, remembering she had been wearing the battered grey sweats and shirt Hydra had given her. "Just ask for Friday if you need anything else and she'll assist you."

"Okay. Thank you." Tony nodded, then headed down the hallway out of sight. Macey then entered her room, surprised to find a rather nice suite.

As nice as it was, she couldn't stay. She felt somewhat bad since they appeared to all be rather nice, but she couldn't shake the nagging feeling that was telling her to get out of there. Glancing at a clock, she noted that it was nine in the evening.

She made a plan. First, she showered, taking some extra time to clean herself up after not being able to do so for a while. Searching around the bathroom, she managed to find some hair tools and some new makeup. She dried her shoulder-length, dark brown hair, parting it to the side as she usually did. Her natural waves returned, and she was pleased with the way it looked. Then she put on a little bit of makeup, simply because it made her feel a bit better.

She found the clothes they had left for her. Undergarments of course, and black leggings with a grey t-shirt and a black jacket. She found socks and sneakers as well. It would all certainly make her blend in with the crowd, which is exactly what she wanted.

Macey noted that an hour or so had passed, and she figured she should get going. The only problem was that she wasn't sure how to get out without being detected, as she couldn't exactly just walk out the front door. She placed a hand on the wall nearest to her, not really thinking about it, when she suddenly remembered she had a problem with sticking to things.

She didn't remove her hand, but as she stared at it a thought crossed her mind. Slowly, she placed her other hand on the wall and used her feet to begin climbing it. She continued to climb until she was hanging upside down from the ceiling.

"This is crazy." Something seemed familiar to her, as if she'd seen this before. She racked her brain trying to figure it out when it suddenly hit her. Spider-Man.

He could do everything she'd done, and more. And better. If she'd somehow gained similar abilities, the best person to help her figure it out was him.

Finding him is going to be difficult. He was known for alluding the police frequently, but she had to try.

"Friday?" Macey asked for the AI, while walking over to the window and sliding it open.

"Yes mam, how can I assist you?"

"I'm heading out. Don't tell anyone, but when they figure it out themselves tell them thank you."

The AI didn't immediately respond, but as Macey began scaling down the side of the tower she could hear, "As you wish, mam. Good luck."


That concludes the first chapter! Thank you all for reading, and I hope you'll consider reviewing.

Chapter two will be here soon!