Hey everybody! I just wanted to say, I'm really nervous about this, haha. This is my very first fanfiction ever, so I decided to make it about my favourite superhero, Spider-Man :) This fanfic uses stories and characters from the Ultimate Spider-Man & Avengers Assemble show. I'll also be adding some characters from comic canon as well. This is basically what I think will happen in season 3 of the show, so I'll be posting the chapters in "episodes" which will take place over 2-4 chapters. So here's the first chapter, I hope you enjoy it!
"Hello...? Earth to Spidey..." Iron Man gestures, waving his hand in front of Spider-Man's face.
Okay Peter. I know what you can do this. Just say yes! Peter thinks. But I can't. The truth is, I want to... but at the same time, I don't. Well, I mean, it's not that I don't, I just have a team of my own right now and joining the Avengers would mean I would need to leave my team and join that team but my friends are awesome and the Avengers are awesome too! Geez. That was a long run-on sentence, wasn't it? I should say yes. I should say no. I should stop talking to myself.
"Is the Man of Spiders well?" Thor asks, tilting his head slightly.
Captain America walks in between Iron Man and Spider-Man and puts his hand on the masked teens' shoulder. "How about we just give him some space? Give him some time to process this. It is a huge decision, after all." Captain America says, with a smile.
"God bless America..." Peter whispers with a relief.
"What was that, son?"
"U-Uh, thanks sir!" Peter stutters. "Don't worry; I'll have an answer for you by tonight!" He turns and salutes.
"Uhh... okay. Thank you, Spider-Man," Captain America says, puzzled. "By the way, you salute with your right hand, not your left." The three Avengers walk out of the room, leaving Peter to drown in his embarrassment.
"Saluting?! Ugh, why did I do that?! I'm such an idiot!" Peter says, slapping himself upside the head.
Peter buries his face in his hands when he hears four figures walk into the room.
"Hey Pete, what happened? Why were the Avengers here?" asks Luke, followed by his four other friends.
I can't believe I just embarrassed myself in front of the Avengers! Peter thinks. Ugh, I bet Captain America thinks I'm a total spaz. Heh, spaz. That's such a weird word. Spaz. Spaz. Spa-
"Peter, are you even listening?" Ava's voice snaps Peter back to reality.
"Oh, yeah, totally! Sorry, I'm just kinda... stressed, I guess. Hehe, rhyme."
"Why? What did the Avengers say?" Danny asks.
"Well... they sorta kinda asked me to be on their team." Peter shrugs. "But-"
"Really? They asked you to be on their team?" Sam replies, shocked.
"Hey!"
"Sorry. Didn't mean to sound so surprised."
"As your handsome team leader was saying before he was so rudely interrupted-" he glares at Sam. "-The Avengers asked me to be on their team. But I don't know what to say! I don't want to leave you guys! But it's the Avengers! You can't say no to the Avengers! Uugh! This is going to kill me!" Peter sprawls out on the table, clearly exasperated.
"Why don't you just be on both teams?"
The four teens stare at Sam.
"Well, it works for Wolverine! He's on like, twenty teams."
They continue to stare at him.
"Okay, I don't think my idea was that bad. You can stop staring at me now." Sam exclaims with an annoyed look on his face.
"No, Sam, your idea was great! It's just... I think that's the first intelligent idea you've ever had!" Peter exclaims, his mouth agape.
"Shut it, webhead." Sam rolls his eyes.
The five teens laugh.
"I don't want to leave you guys..." Peter whispers to himself, staring at his friends.
"So, what did you say?"
"Well, Nick, I-"
Director Fury shoots Peter a glare.
Peter clears his throat. "Well, Director Fury, I don't know yet. Sam told me to just stay on this team and join that one. Do a double team kinda thing, y'know? Like Wolverine. He's on eight teams. But I think it would be too stressful for me. I've got school, and exams are coming up, plus I want to get a job to earn some extra money... I don't think being on two superhero teams would help." Peter explains, scratching the back of his head. "Plus, y'know, teenage hormones and stuff."
"Hmm. Well, kid, if it were up to me, I'd tell you to join the Avengers. You've earned it. You've grown so much from when I first recruited you. Although you kids have caused a lot of property damage, made some reckless decisions, disobeyed my orders, and-" Nick starts.
"I get it, Fury."
"-You've done well, kid. But remember, this is up to you. You choose what you like best." Fury finishes.
Peter feels all warm inside. "Aww, shucks! Thanks Nick, I didn't know you could be so sweet under that gruff exterior." He extends his arms for a hug.
"No."
"Yeah, yeah... I get it." Peter grins.
"Ahh, New York. I've always loved the smell of cigarettes, coffee, and-"
"SPIDER-MAN IS A MENACE!"
The masked hero nearly crashes into a billboard when J Jonah Jameson's booming voice startles him. "Geez, good morning to you too, Jonah..." he mutters.
The teen raises his voice. "Thanks a lot, Jonah! I was just in the middle of a really funny quip!" he exclaims towards the electric screen in front of him.
"SPIDER-MAN! JUST ADMIT IT! YOU'VE BEEN WORKING WITH THE GOBLIN THIS ENTIRE TIME! YOU'RE A MENACE!" Jameson spews, his face red.
Spider-Man feigns wiping spit from his face. "Okay JJJ, calm yourself. We can hear you. Listen-" Peter starts, but is interrupted by an ear-piercing shriek. "Aww, man, interrupted for the second time today? I guess New York isn't a fan of my quips, huh?" he exclaims, disappointing. "Well, as you know, ear-piercing shrieks are essentially my Bat signal. You do know who Batman is, right?" he quips. "I've gotta go now, okay? Text me!" he blows an imaginary kiss at Jameson and swings away.
Spider-Man swings past multiple buildings, away from Jameson, who is still screaming at him. "Man, that guy needs a new hobby," he says. "I'd better hurry. I don't think Iron Man would appreciate it if I were late to the meeting."
"Everybody put your hands behind your head, and get down, NOW!" says a masked criminal as analyzes his surroundings, making sure listens to him. "Good."
"Now you..." he turns to the banker. "Hand me everything you've got," he says. He pulls two guns out of his holster. "And make it quick."
The banker complies and begins to get money from behind the the masked man reaches out to grab the wad of cash, he realizes his arm is stuck. "What the...?" He looks up to see that it has been stopped by some strange rope-like substance. "Oh, great. Just great," he sighs.
"Hey dude, don't you know it's not very nice to take things that aren't yours?" asks Spider-Man, hanging upside down on a web line.
"No, no, NO!" yells the masked man, clearly angered.
"Well, don't worry then. I can teach you a lot about morals," says Spider-Man, much to the masked man's chagrin.
"This wasn't supposed to happen! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!" roars the masked man. "I just got out of jail TWO DAYS AGO!"
"Just got out of jail, huh...?" Spider-Man aims a web at the masked man, and pulls off his mask. "Oh geez... not you again."
The man covers his face , although it doesn't do a very good job at hiding his identity from Spider-Man. "Herman Schultz again... what a shocker," he quips.
I've fought him once before... he thinks. I was wondering where he went. But I'm confused. He doesn't look very, well, Shocker-y.
"Did your battle suit shrink in the dryer or something?" asks Spider-Man. "Because I'm not gonna lie...not bringing your suit to a battle? That's dumb."
"Who needs a battle suit when you can just use these?!" He aims his guns at Spider-Man.
"You do, apparently." He simply webs the guns away from Herman's grip. "Dude, come on, I was hoping for more of a fight. I don't want Jameson shouting at me to be the highlight of my day!" He sighs. "I guess we can't all have good days, huh? Especially not you."
Spider-Man points to something behind Herman, and once he looks, he sees that a group of policeman has formed behind him.
"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND, NOW! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!" yells a police officer.
"Stupid bug..." Herman mutters, as he gets on the ground.
"FYI, spiders aren't bugs. They're arachnids! Geez, nobody can get that right!" whines the masked teen. "Well, I'll be seeing you, Hermie, I've got a really important meeting to go to, and I don't want to be-"
A deafening boom can be heard outside as a car crashes to the ground. "NOTHING STOPS THE JUGGERNAUT!" roars a large figure from outside the bank.
"-late." He sighs. Great... that old Parker luck again. Now I am going to be late.
Fifty minutes later, Spider-Man has finally reached his destination. "Oh man..." he pants. "Ohmanohmanohman... I am so late! I could've gotten here earlier on my Spider-Mobile, but it got damaged in my last battle with the Goblin. I should probably ask Dr. Connors to fix that for me."
He walks towards the mansion and looks up. "Wow. That is one tall mansion. But the question is... how do I get in..?" he ponders. "They never told me how to get in. Maybe through the side? Or-"
"Boo."
Spider-Man nearly jumps out of his suit. "Aaah!"
"Oops, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I thought your Spider-Sense would alert you, but I guess that only works in cases of danger, huh? Although, I am dangerously handsome." Tony says with a smirk. "By the way, you can come down now."
Tony stares at Spider-Man, who is clenching the nearest lamp post he could find. "Oh... yeah... right." He drops down and dusts himself off. "I was just... uh, testing you."
"Yeah, yeah, sure you were. You're late."
"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry," the masked hero stammers. "There was a bank robbery, Juggernaut tried to destroy Times Square, I had to pick up some eggs for my Aunt, and-"
"Don't worry, I get it. ...So, did you make up your mind yet, kiddo?" Tony asks.
"Well, yeah... I've decided...I want to be an Avenger!" he exclaims.
Okay, that's the end of the first chapter, please tell me what you guys thought of it. I'm also open to any tips on how to improve! :)
-ThatOneGirl32