Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Amazing Spider Man' or 'The Avengers'

I know i have many obligations to like, 6 stories? Some of them i don't even know worth continuing.

This story has been itching to be uploaded for ages. I hope you enjoy it. It will be frequently updated every week if my studies don't get in the way.

Peter glared at the scene before him. There was his family, the Avengers, and his new little sister. Mika. He hated her, she was stealing his parents away from him. All what they did now was care for her. Did they adopt her because he wasn't enough? Did he do something wrong?

Clint, who was throwing her about with glee, hurt him. That was his uncle, and Mika was steeling him away like everything else. Natasha, who barely even shows any emotion was smiling at the sight, oh he was fuming with rage. Yes, he sounds like a spoilt teenager who doesn't want anybody to touch his stuff but, this was personal.

His parents even moved him out of his room so Mika could have more space for her toys and pictured. Peter didn't even know what his parents were happy about, the pictures looked like the paint vomited everywhere. That spoilt little brat, oh, how he just wants to wring his hands around her puny neck and squeeze the living daylights out of her. But that would lead to consequences he doesn't want.

Steve, his dad was currently talking to Tony, his other dad, about how to 'spoil' Mika more. He never got this kind of attention when he was adopted. Sure, he was spoiled, but he stopped it. He didn't want to be spoiled or people to think it, but of course the little brat, Mika, wanted to be. She brags to Peter about her new dolls and makes him play dress up. Dress up! He's a fifteen year old boy who is being made by, the living devil for all he knows, to play dress up. Its humiliating.

But the real kicker is Bruce. He, for some unknowing reason, can be around Mika. Where areas, with Peter when he was little, couldn't. It just send more fire to Peter's brain. He glared at how the scientist was smiling and chuckling when Mika said a word which wasn't right. He didn't care if he verbally growled, he just wanted the demon brat to be gone.

"Come on Pete! Lets play dress up!" the five year old girl squealed as she tugged the hem of his blue plaid top. Rage built up inside the fifteen year old boy. He smiled sweetly at her. A glint of darkness hidden in his hazel eyes.

"No Mika, not today. Peter is busy doing homework" she frowned, not a good look on her, Peter thought as he just wanted to smash her face in. She was small and very annoying. Kinda like Hitler.

"But I want to play NOW!" She shouted in a high pitched voice which rung in his head. His parents were currently out on a date which left him alone with somebody who he could not tolerate. How could they do this to him? Of course they thought he loved his little sister. He made them think and believe it.

Lately he could lie better, which kept the suspicion of him hating her away from him. His family saw the caring, older brother, which was perfect. If anything happened to the little annoying brat, Peter would get away, scot-free.

"Mika, what had daddy said about ordering people around?" She glared at him through her grey eyes.

"That it's wrong. But I want to play now" she moaned and pushed his homework essay off the table, with in doing so, his drink toppled over onto the paper and dowsed it with water. Peter stared wide eyed and open mouthed. Mika squealed with happiness "Now you don't have to do it and spend time with me!" Peter glared daggers at her, his chestnut brown eyes staring straight into her soul.

"You little son of a-" before he could finish, a loud explosion came from a room nearby, pushing Peter onto the floor and Mika to the ground. His ears ringed, the faint squeals of Mika in the background. Looking up in a daze he saw Loki standing high and mighty in the doorway.

"Peter!" he shouted with joy and arms wide open, but the smile soon wiped off his face as he heard the ear-piercing whales of Mika. The teenager looked over at her, to his delight a piece of glass was impaled in her stomach. He got up and limped over to Mika, she looked at her brother with fear and panic.

"Petey, help!" she cried and whined. Smiling sadly he put on a concerned fascade.

"Hold still now. This will hurt" he said and slowly pulled out the glass, Mika cried in pain and whacked and clawed at Peter's hand. Peter Hissed and pulled back when she scratched him, causing a cut to appear.

"You bitch!" he shouted and back handed the toddler. Loki who was watching from the far, eyes widened at the display of emotion.

Peter suddenly had a very dark thought. This explosion could give Peter the best reason for why Mika died. A very sickening cold smile graced Peter's lips, causing Mika to shy away from him in fear.

"Petey-"

"Shut up!" he shouted and grabbed a shard of glass near him "I have had enough of you and your idiocy. You have stolen my family, and made my life a living hell!" he said and stabbed Mika in the stomach. She cried out in pain, tears falling down her rosy cheeks. Peter smiled and excitement shined in his eyes "No more will I have to put up with you. Goodbye" he said and stabbed again, this time in the heart. Blood overflowed the tiny form of the toddler. It was eerily quiet "And good riddance" Clapping sounded in the background, causing Peter to quickly turn around and stare at Loki in panic.

"Very nice, very nice indeed" the God said as he walked foreword. Peter narrowed his eyes in suspicion. Usually Loki would have kidnapped him by now, God knows how many times that's happened.

"You aren't surprised" Peter said slowly as he evaluated Loki's face. He just looked happy and pleased.

"Oh no, I am very surprised at that display of emotion. The anger, hatred and evil that was radiating from you was, well, moving" he said and smiled his signature smile "I am offering you a proposition" Peter suddenly felt no panic or fear for the God. He only felt, welcoming. As if he couldn't hide his true nature, his psychopathic tendencies.

"What is it?"

"I am offering you, to join me" There was silence before all what Peter could do was smile and hold his hand out.

"You got yourself a deal"

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