AN: This is probably a three-shot
Chapter 1
Peter Parker is the nephew of May and Ben Parker. When he was five, his parents, Richard and Mary Parker dropped him off at his aunt and uncle's house before leaving for somewhere across the Atlantic. A year later, on the return flight, the plane crashed into the ocean, and they perished.
For a time, Peter was sad and upset. He missed his parents and his old life. But he was not alone. Paul Parker, the son of May and Ben Parker, his cousin that was a few months older than him, sat beside him one day, and told Peter that no matter what, they were always brothers.
From that day on, they referred to each other as brothers, and a year after the accident, Peter started to call his Aunt and Uncle, Mom and Dad.
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It was 2015 when it happened. Bio-Chem class took a field trip to Oscorp. There, Paul and Peter were bitten by genetically altered, super soldier serum carrying radioactive spiders.
They got super strength, became faster, more agile, could walk on walls, had a precog ability known as spidey-sense (really Peter?), and could shoot webs out of their wrists. Admittedly, that last ability of theirs was redundant due to their web shooters, but it was handy in emergencies.
(Using natural webs increased their food intake, which was already increased due to the other abilities)
After about a month, Ben caught them on the ceiling of their room. Paul was wearing a red mask with web designs on it, while Peter wore the shirt that went with it.
"Something you want to explain boys?"
"Uh…" Two simultaneous voices said.
"It's not what it looks like?"
"Well, come down from there, take off that outfit, and meet me and your mother in the living room." Ben said this in a stern voice, unsurprised by their abilities.
The two kids sat on the couch facing their parents with cringes on their faces. May and Ben both looked stern and upset, but not angry.
"Spill." May demanded.
And so they did. Everything came out, from how they got their abilities, what they were, and what they did with them.
The two looked proud and disappointed in their children after they finished.
Ben said a little more sternly than necessary, "Ground rules. One, you cannot not go out again until you two have two identical suits that are more protective than just spandex. If we catch a hint of 'Spiderman' on the news at all, we will take away your laptops and phones. Two, once you can go out again, you can only go out for three days a week, and only one of you out at a time. Figure out that schedule. Anyways, whoever isn't 'Spider Man' for that day is helping through a comm by intelligence gathering. Three, you are not to slack off school work. If you want to quit some of your extracurricular activities to focus on crime-fighting, that's your choice, but I still want you to use your brains and go to college. And four, if, somehow, your identity is compromised, you are to come to us immediately. We will play it by ear from there."
"Yes Dad."
"Good. Now I have some contacts from my marine days, I'll get in touch with them and tell them you two are 'gifted' and want training."
After that, Peter and Paul came up with a new suit design. They focused on mixing materials until they created a light but strong fabric from their webbing that could withstand multiple gunshots. They then reinforced this by weaving it together with itself and other protective materials until they created a thing they called spider steel (they wanted to call it spider silk, but that would get the wrong impression to their Dad).
From this, their new suits were made and looked identical to their old spandex suits.
During this two month period of suit building, the two trained by first taking up martial arts. Soon after, the boys took up boxing. And it spiraled from there. Because of their bodies and minds, they were able to pick up a good portion of the skills within a few weeks.
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Ben sighed, looking a little guilty as he sat at the dinner table with his family. "I know I told you both that you could go out when the suits were done, but hear me out on why I want you to wait to do so."
Peter, a little angry, "Why? I mean we're ready now!"
His dad responded, "Yeah, I know. That's why I won't punish you if you go out. Just listen to me about my concerns."
Sighing again, he continued, "I've been hearing things about an off the books agency by a few of those marine contacts I have. Apparently, they deal with protecting the world from the natural and supernatural threats. They're called the S.H.I.E.L.D. Most of the time they deal with espionage and surveillance, but I'm worried once 'Spiderman' is seen as a real entity and not some city myth. They might try to bring one or both of you in for questioning. I need some assurance that you have a backup plan if that happens. If you get that assurance, then I'll be more at peace at what you want to do."
Looking at each other, Peter and Paul knew exactly what to do.
"We'll work on something."
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A month after that conversation, the Key Assistant for Research, Espionage and Numerical purposes was created. Karen for short. She (because she identifies as a woman thank you very much) was an AI built with an emotional center as well as ethics modulator for a sense of right and wrong. The first thing she did was send a virus through the internet that destroyed all evidence of Spiderman, from YouTube to news outlets. The next thing she did was hack those same news outlets to erase any digital copy of a Spiderman article from their database. Spider Man became a ghost overnight.
The NYPD was also a target of hers. After that, she dived into the government's local database, hacked the NSA and found contacts to SHIELD. Through perfectly normal emails, she was able to breach the firewalls and security surrounding SHIELD's digital intelligence and did a complete wipe of Spiderman and unusual activities from the Parkers, including not only a virus destroying any information on Spider Man that was uploaded, but also one that refused DNA testing of her boys and the online communications of capturing them. She then made it practically impossible to find out what happened by faking documents that kept referring to other places, which would then refer to other places, and so on and so forth till it said to refer to a physical file, which coincidentally, was shredded and burned by a young agent who thought they were ordered to do it from upstairs and then replaced with utter nonsense.
She wasn't taking any chances.
Mind you, this all occurred within roughly an hour of her birth, but time was a different concept to an AI.
Soon after her first mission, she investigated Norman Osborn and Oscorp and anonymously sent tips to various police stations, CIA, IRS, and FBI concerning his various crimes, including tax evasion and unsanctioned experimenting.
A day later, Norman Osborn was in prison and his company was selling all his shares. Oscorp was not in a good position at all.
Some might question why Karen didn't just buy out Oscorp for the Parkers, but she chose not to because it was unethical and would be illegal. The Parkers didn't have the money, so if majority shares were listed under their name, then investigations would happen. That would be a big problem.
When Ben was presented to Karen, he asked her to invest his money and buy out a warehouse and their home itself. At least this way was legal, even it might be seen as unethical. Karen did so, and a week later the warehouse was bought and fully equipped for two upcoming geniuses.
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In spring of 2016, Tony Stark knocked on their front door.
May opened the door, saw who it was, and closed the door immediately.
Knocking again with a scowl on his face, this time the door staying closed.
"Leave!" May shouted out to him.
"I just want to offer your son and nephew internships!"
Opening the door reluctantly, she said, "If you wanted to do that, you wouldn't have come in person. No I know why you came Stark, and I will have none of it."
Stark look flabbergasted. "You know?! But they hid themselves so well! I would have thought that they'd hide it from you."
May smirked. "They tried. Come in Mr. Stark, I'll get the boys out and call my husband. You may sit and wait."
About thirty minutes later, Ben came home to the odd scene of Tony Stark watching the news and sitting on the couch while May, Peter, and Paul talked in the kitchen.
"Why did you come Mr. Stark?" Ben finally asked.
"I need some help from those two-"
"No."
"But, they could have internships at Stark Industries-"
"No."
"Fine. Fine! Why I even bothered. I'm sure SHIELD and the public will love to know about who Spider Man is."
"What kind of hero are you Stark? You want my kids, my sons to fight your battles! They're not old enough for that. I will not let them, not because I don't think they aren't capable, but because children aren't meant to handle the stresses of battle. Child soldiers are condemned for a reason. Not only that, but when I refuse, you threaten them! What sort of hero endangers kids!"
"I'm not threatening them, I'm only motivating them…"
"Bullshit. Stark, you are a monster. Always have been, always will be. You endanger yourself, and others around you. Ultron was your doing. Sokovia was your doing. You can wear your iron man suit and fly around calling yourself a hero, but your suit is a disguise, a distraction. Without your suit, you're not a hero, you're a monster."
Tony Stark was silent while he frowned. "I want to change that though, I want to be better."
"Then leave and don't come back."
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