Start of Story Disclaimer: Before we start this, I'd like to make the traditional and non-surprising disclaimer that I do not, in fact, own anything. If I did, I most certainly wouldn't be hunched over my iPad writing Fanfic in the dark... Eh, knowing me, I probably would be. Anyway, enjoy!

15 years ago

"Congratulations Mr. Stark, a baby boy, weighing a very small 5.2 pounds"

Tony looked down at his son, his pride and joy, his greatest creation. Right then at that very moment, Tony was the happiest man he could be. He was practically crying with joy. Sure, he wasn't crying as much his son was—who was practically shrieking at the top of his very, very small lungs—but Tony Stark made sure that no one would ever see him cry. Ever.

"Quit hogging him, Tony, don't you have a friend to call?" Pepper said, in a very tired voice. Tony handed the tiny, fragile human being that was his son to his mother.

Right now, Pepper was the strongest woman in the world to Tony. He was sure that in an hour she would want to be up and about, refusing any much-needed rest and not even Hulk would be able to keep her down. Which Tony found a bit ironic, given that that was usually going the other way around.

"Don't you have someone to call?" Pepper asked, a mischievous grin on her face.

Shit.

Tony slid his phone out of his pocket and dialed. Sure he would want to tell the other Avengers as soon as possible, but they would get their turn when they got to the hospital. His son's namesake, however, was down in Washington, and wasn't coming back for another month.

"Richard Parker speaking"

Richard Parker had been Tony's best friend since fifth grade, they had caused mischief together, they graduated together, they worked in the lab together, they were practically brothers. Richard had been in Washington attending a meeting on behalf of Stark Industries, otherwise Tony knew that he would be standing right beside him at that moment.

Tony was practically jumping with excitement, "He's a 5.2 pound, screaming little runt, and the cutest thing I've ever seen."

"He? I thought they said it would be a girl!" Richard chuckled, "Oh god he's going to be exactly like you."

"If by like me you mean witty and smarter than you, then yes, he is."

"Ha, Ha, I'm laughing so hard" Richard quipped sarcastically "while I'd loved to hear more about Stark Junior, the meeting is in 10 minutes so I gotta run. I'll call soon."

With that, Richard hung up. Leaving Tony to himself, his wife and his now sleeping son. Today was a good day.

2 hours later

Tony woke up to a knock at the door, which meant one of two things. One, a nurse was coming in, again, to check on how Pepper was doing. Or two, the Earths Mightiest Heroes had made it to the hospital.

Tony whispered the loudly, trying to make sure his son stayed asleep, "Come in."

In walked in the five other members of the Avengers, who automatically swarmed Pepper, trying to get a look at the baby. They marveled at how tiny he was, definitely smaller the other newborns. Natasha automatically started pointing out which features of the baby resembled which parent. After ten minutes of the teams endless gushing over the baby, to Tony's dismay, the kid woke up crying.

It took a while for Pepper to shush him back to sleep, but she insisted the team stayed in the room. A long silence ran after the baby fell asleep, Clint was the first to speak up.

"So Iron-Dad, thought of a name for the runt?" Clint asked, with his usual lopsided grin.

Tony looked towards his son and smiled, he and Pepper had had to quickly think up a new name, they had wanted to name their baby Penelope May, Pepper had thought it would be adorable to refer their daughter as Penny, and Tony had wanted to take the name of Richard's sister as their daughters maiden name. Of course, now they had a boy, and Pepper had been the first to suggest the name, and looking at the kid, it seemed to fit him.

Tony looked back up, "His name is Peter," he announced, "Peter Richard Stark." At this point, Tony had a stupidly wide grin on his face, today was the best day ever.

11 years later

Peter's eye cracked open when he heard the doorbell ring, his first mistake of the day, he groaned as the morning sunlight poured in through the window, blinding him. After his eyes had finally gotten into focus, he looked over at his alarm clock. The glowing red digits shone bright, clearly reading—

7:12 AM.

It's Saturday, who visits at this hour? Who's even awake at this hour!

Outside his room, he heard endless bickering, even a bit of yelling. He heard footsteps, shuffling around outside. Peter grew more and more concerned by the second, it was when he was seven he had learned his families line of work. He hadn't really ever felt safe when his dad went on one of his 'business trips' and Peter couldn't come along. Just then, the roar of engines could be heard from the roof.

'WWWHHHRRRRRRRR'

Peter sped to the window of his room, and that's when it clicked.

Oh.

The Quinjet was on its way, soaring into the sunrise, off to who knows where. The Avengers were on their way to save the world, again. Peter couldn't help feeling annoyed, annoyed at the field of work his family was in, annoyed that they couldn't spend as much time as he had wanted to. This was what, the third time this week? These days it seemed that chaos was the norm every morning.

Though, he still had to give props to them all. Ever since he was little, regardless of their job, they had always tried their best to give Peter the all the attention they could. It just seemed that ever since the start of this year, the stakes had been higher than before. Everyone had been on their toes lately.

Just then, the doorknob clicked, letting in a grinning Richard Parker, "Good Morning Peter! Jarvis told me you were awake."

Peter jumped in surprise, "Uncle Rick!"

Uncle Rick was the best, funniest, most amazing uncle in the world! Ever since Peter could remember, Uncle Rick would be there whenever the Avengers were busy. Together they would play catch, throw a Frisbee, eat ice cream, and do things that made him feel a bit more normal. Uncle Rick hasn't visited for four months, ever since his sister passed away. Though, now he was here, and this day wasn't going to be as bad as Peter thought it would be.

On the way to the kitchen, Peter filled Uncle Rick in with everything he had done since they last met. It was their little tradition, whether it had been months since they last met or just a night, they would tell each other everything and anything. Peter had won first place in the science fair with a watch that could hold 19 feet of a grappling hook, which could hold up to 300 pounds. Peter had also gotten straight A's in all of his subjects, well, all but history, which he claimed was a stupid subject that doesn't test anything but memory.

By the end of Peters yammering of all he had done in the past four months, Uncle Rick sad served up some scrambled eggs and bacon. Peter's dad had never understood why Peter liked them, when he was eating fancy foods every week at fancy restaurants, how could he possibly like simple scrambled eggs with three strips of bacon. Perhaps it was Uncle Ricks recipes, maybe it was just the fact that it was made by Uncle Rick himself, Peter didn't really know, all he knew was that these goddamn eggs were delicious.

There was silence while they both ate, but one question had been spiraling around Peters mind ever since he saw the Quinjet leave. It had been nagging him again and again as the silence continued. Finally, Peter asked,

"Uncle Rick, what have the Avengers been busy with these days?"

Richard put down his fork, with a sigh, he opened his mouth, about to give a reply.

"But don't just say 'saving the world' because they do that every day. Something's different this time, this time it's something big and I want in on what's going on." Peter added, if he had a nickel for every time he was answered with 'they're doing their job' or 'they've just been very busy lately', he would have enough money to buy Stark Industries.

Richard closed his mouth, rethinking his answer, and looked down. He chuckled, Peter was so much like Tony, he had trouble realizing that he isn't in fact, a clone of Tony altogether. Whenever he looked at Peter he saw the kid grew up with. His partner in crime, pranking the teachers left and right, but being too innocent to be a suspect. He saw his partner in the lab, Peter was just nine when he had been working day and night with the kids chemistry set Richard had gotten him as a birthday present. He saw his best friend.

Richard looked up at Peter, "Well, there isn't much I can do to hide these type of things from you can I. Because I do know for a fact that Jarvis didn't let you into your father's private lab the other day, so I'm sure if I don't tell you, you'll find out yourself."

Peter looked down at the floor, grinning. He had thought he'd gotten in and out of his dad's lab flawlessly. He didn't leave a scratch on the counters, he checked Jarvis' code to make sure the alarms would go off. He turned off the cameras. How did Uncle Rick find out!

"If you're done with your breakfast, follow me to the common room" Richard had now gotten out of his seat, making his way down the hallway, "And Peter, it seems your father is oblivious to the fact that he himself added motion sensors to his own lab."

Oh, that's how

Peter got up from his seat and dashed down the hallway, and made his way to the common room with Uncle Rick. Uncle Rick had pulled up a hologram of a man—who looked a bit older than his dad—wearing a lab coat and thickly framed glasses.

"His name is Justin Hammer" Richard started, "He's one of the greatest minds on the earth, some say he's an equal match to your father. He's an inventor, a scientist, trying to expand the boundaries of technology for his own needs."

At this point, Peter was confused, "But dad is an inventor too, he has like, at least ten different Iron Man suits in his lab, what is this guy doing that's any different to what dad is doing?"

Richard thought for a minute, trying to choose his words correctly, "You see, Peter, the mind, the brain, knowledge itself, it's a power. With it, you can create armies, lead wars and bring down the enemy with it. Justin Hammer abused this power." Richard looked down for one second, two seconds, "Justin Hammer was the one who caused your Auntie May's death"

Peter looked at the hologram, he was angry. Auntie May had done nothing wrong! Why did Justin Hammer have to kill her! Auntie May had been one of the sweetest, kindest women Peter had ever met, and now she was gone! Because of this freak! Peter could feel hot tears make their way down his face.

"You have the same gift Justin Hammer and your father have, Peter," Richard explained, "you are one of the smartest minds I've come across for the child of your age. Which is why you must remember, your knowledge is a power, and with great power, comes great responsibility."

With that, Richard knelt down and embraced Peter, hugging him close and tight. He saw how much potential Peter had, his father saw him as a defenseless young boy. Though, Richard knew that if Peter put his mind to it, and learned to use his brilliant brain for the greater good, he could become the brightest thinker of his era. No, he would become the brightest thinker of his era, and when he did, Richard would be there to see it.

A/N: I DID A THING GUYS! I DID A THING!

This is my first, EVER, fanfiction. I've had like a thousand swirling my head for years, different fandoms, theories, and head cannons, but this is my first time putting it down on paper! Or in this case, online, I guess.

I was inspired by the unique portrayal of a literal child Spiderman in Civil War, and to be honest, I loved it! I feel that Tobey Maguire, Andrew Garfield, and Tom Holland all represent a certain aspect of everyday Spiderman. Maguire's portrayal of Peter's everyday awkwardness, Garfield's Spiderman wit, and Holland's overall childish nature, being a 15-year-old after all. So expect to see different aspects and maybe even different scenes from each of the Spiders!

I hate to leave the first chapter as a Prologue, so I'll probably upload the first chapter of current times tomorrow, but from there, I'll try my best to update on a weekly basis.

R/R everybody, hope you enjoy!