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****spoilers for Spiderman homecoming!

"WHAT THE-"

I didn't hear aunt May finish the sentence, I could only feel the icy panic rising inside me. I quickly turned around, prepared with every, or any excuse to make her believe otherwise. But I didnt. We both sat there and stared at each other.

"Aunt May, I-"

"No." She cut me off, her voice was serious and curt. "Call Tony, and when he gets here, both of you meet me in the front room."

Edalyn. That's all I knew back then. Well, I should say that's all I remember, all that I was left with.

Then there was Natasha, she helped me. Raised me and trained me, gave meaning to the powers that I couldn't escape.

And though I thought I was doing fine with the quick online classes, a plan was devised. A partnership.

I am to protect Peter Parker and he is to protect

me. Pretty simple... right?

My tongue felt thick in my mouth as I sat with aunt May and Mr. Stark in the front room. Aunt Mays eyes were red and swollen, her hair a mess and her lips were pursed in a thin line. This was the day that I had never imagined to happen, the day I wasn't prepared for.

This was no game to May.

Even though that's how Tony decided treated it as. He was wearing his kitten shirt with casual jeans, and though they were inside, he had yet to remove his sunglasses. He was slouching into the couch and reading a magazine that any guardian would disapprove of.

After a solid 5 minutes of uncomfortable silence, Tony broke the ice, sitting up and slapping the magazine of the coffee table.

"Wow. Knew this day would come but not this soon, guess the kid isn't too bright when it comes to keeping identity under the radar; y'know, he's not really the quiet, discre-"

Then aunt May exploded

"Shut up. Do not go there with me right now!" May pointed to her chest angrily, "I am his Aunt, I deserve to know when he's in trouble, where he's at, how safe he is! And you! You knew this all along, and not a word to me about it! How-how.. how am I supposed to take care of him when he's flying around, blowing up buildings! Diving headfirst into danger bigger than him! Tony, these things are bigger than him! He's just a kid, Tony! A fifteen year old kid! And this 'internship' thing with him?! Behind my back?! I could've lost him so many times! I-I.."

Aunt Mays voice started getting shakier, and tears started forming in her eyes. She stood up and walked a couple feet away, her back towards Tony and I. I could hear her sobs as she whispered

"Haven't I lost enough?"

My stomach was in knots with guilt, I looked away from her, ashamed. She deserved better than this.

Tony's face was much more serious, his eyebrows knitted in thought. He glanced at me and then glanced back at Aunt May. He whipped off his sunglasses and patiently waited.

I started to say something, but Tony placed a hand on my shoulder and while looking at May, he shook his head.

We sat there for what seemed like hours. Then finally, aunt May walked back over and sat down, her face stained in tears but her eyes softer.

She looked at me and reached for my hand with both of hers, "Peter, I want you to be completely honest with me, no more lies and no more excuses." I looked reluctantly into her eyes and nodded.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, only to open them again and look dead into mine.

"Why are you doing this. Was it all Mr. Starks idea, has he set you up? Was this all his plan? Is it for money? Fame? ... or is this something more?"

Her questions left me speechless, my mouth went dry and I glanced at Tony. He looked pretty offended, and seemed preoccupied with his own thoughts. I looked back at May. The last thing I wasted to tell her was the truth. The truth about uncle Ben and how I was involved when he died. We never talked about him anymore. We didn't even keep his pictures up, it just hurt her too much.

I took in a deep breath and opened my mouth, closed it again, and looked down. Then, without warning, the words started tumbling out. They were quick and jumbled.

I told her about uncle Ben, about what he said to me and how I got angry at him. I told her how I could've saved him. How I could've stopped the man who would later shoot him. I told her how I met Mr. Stark soon after, and about how he started mentoring me. I told her about the fight with cap, I told her about Toomes, about his illegal weapons and the danger he was. I told her about beating him, about how I knew I was more without the suit than I was with it. Lastly, I told her that I wouldn't stop. I couldn't stop. Every time I tried to, uncle Bens words would come back to me, urging me to be better

"with great power, comes great responsibility"

"And every time I save someone, every time I stop a shooting, or save kids from traffic, or even help the elderly find their way around town; I feel uncle Ben, I feel connected to him in a way and I- I just..."

Aunt May reached over and wiped the tears from my face. I hadn't even realized I was crying. Embarrassed, I look down and hurriedly wipe my tears.

May pulled me into a hug and I slumped against her, happy that she knew now.

"Peter, I'm not angry, I'm just- I just get scared that this is more than you can handle. I just want you to be safe, but I know I can't take this from you..."

Mays tone of voice changed from comforting to more serious and slightly cold.

could you give me and Mr. Stark a moment? him and I need to talk"

I force a smile and walk past May and then Tony, who whispers, "pray for me, kid."

"Eddalyn! You're not going fast enough! You're using your legs as a crutch! Try to imagine them lighter! faster!"

Natasha proved her point by taking out my legs from under me. I fell to the ground, only to summer-salt back to my feet, just in time to dodge a fearsome karate kick. I smirked to myself. I was pretty proud of that dodge, however I hadn't landed a single hit on her this whole practice. My smile faded at that, and as I thought of all the bruises I'd be dealing with tonight due to this training.

Natasha's practices were always rigorous.

When she first found me, My impression of her was that she was just a kind, sweet, tender hearted woman, who happened to know a couple of cool moves.

Boy, was I wrong.

Natasha went for my legs again, but this time I sprang over them. YES! I thought, finally I have the upper hand! My thought was cut short when I felt an arm wrapping around my waist from below, and with a dainty flip, she slammed my back to the ground. I gasped, the air completely being knocked out of me.

"You need to watch for things like that," she breathed "make sure that when you're dodging, your not dodging into a trap."

I hissed in pain and made a mental note to asksfor thicker padded mats in the training room.

"Natasha, could I have a word?"

I turned my head towards the source of the familiar voice. Tony Stark strolled into the practice room with an amused look on his face, wearing his ridiculous cat shirt. "I reckon training is going well Ed?"

I wince as I lift myself off the ground "it's going better than your 'wedding' plans, Stark"

His smirk fell off his face, only to return along with a chuckle. "Solid blow kid"

Everyone knew Tony had been pretty stressed about the whole engagement thing, especially since it was in the spur of the moment and him and penny really hadn't fully mended their relationship yet.

Tony turned back to Natasha with his 'business' face, "could I borrow you for a moment?"

Natasha nodded, then looked at me, "I want you to jog the floating platforms, focus on taking lighter steps. 20 times 'round."

I let myself fall back onto the mats, groaning in disgust.

Floating platforms were the worst, for two reasons, #1: running. #2: gracefully running

If I hit the platforms with any type of a clumsy manner, they would go off balance, causing me to fall... numerous times.

I watched Natasha and Tony leave the room in a hurry, Tony seemed a lot more serious than he usually was. This caused me to itch with curiosity.

"Oh, I'll practice on being quiet and 'light-on-my-feet'" I mumbled, as I loosely followed them out the door.

Once they stopped, I slipped behind a corner, straining my ears to hear their conversation. They seemed to be talking about Natasha's next mission

..."government wants you in Italy... suspicious... stone... the address and files on the mission are locked in the... need to leave by September..."

I couldn't hear the the whole conversation, but I heard enough to know Natasha was leaving again. My heart sank in my chest, I just wanted to go with her. I could help, I could-

My train of thoughts were cut off when I stumbled from leaning to far. So much for grace.

Natasha gave me a glare and Tony just smirked and said, "perfect timing. I have something I need to discuss with you as well."

Natasha looked at him with questions in her eyes but he just motioned us both to sit.

He took a deep breath and clapped his hands together, "you both remember Peter Parker, right?"

"Oh yeah!" I chimed in, "the boy you took to go up against cap, instead of taking me? Yeah, heard he's great!" I ended bitterly.

Natasha sighed, "We did that for your own good, we don't have a control or full understanding on your powers yet." She said it said with care, but for some reason it just irked me more, but I bit my lip and kept quiet.

"Ok well, Thanks for the interruption, I'll now continue. His lovely Aunt May has recently found out about his whole spiderman fling, due to his stupidity. However, she is going to let us continue to work with him... under one condition."

Stark looked at me and sighed tiredly, "Natasha is getting lots of missions, kid, and you gotta keep training. Miss May would like someone from the tower to watch him, be his guard, be his partner in crime... well I guess against crime, all that fun stuff. In other words, she doesn't want him fighting Queens crime alone.."

My stomach flipped. Panicked, I looked to Natasha for help, I didn't want to fight petty crimes. I wanted to go on missions, I wanted to do more, this is not what I've been training so hard for.

"I think that's perfect."

I could not believe my ears

"Wait, no! I-"

Natasha countered me "you need to fight crimes before we put you anywhere else. This is a perfect opportunity for you to fully develop your powers and abilities. I also think attending a school would be good for you."

"Attending a SCHOOL?! There is no way! I refuse, completely and absolutely reject. Tell lil Peter that he'll have to find himself a different babysitter, because it will not be me."

The next morning I was in a car with Happy, headed to Queens.

Anger boiled in me through out the whole drive there. A couple who worked for Stark were to work undercover as my Mom and Dad, and I was to attend Midtown high school. Not only that but the next day after arriving in queens, I'm to be introduced to Peter Parker and his stressed out Aunt.

I sank further into my seat. I should've just done my platform jogs.

Hey guys! So this is the first chapter, hope you like the plot ok! I will be explaining more of Edalyns back story in the next chapter! Please leave feedback, advice, and what not :) super excited to continue this story

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