A/N: Hey everyone! This is a new story written in collaboration with Dash master 48, who I currently work with on her X-Factor Investigation stories. This new story series, set in the same universe as X-Factor Investigations, will focus on my two absolute favorite Marvel superheroes: Spider-Man and Ms. Marvel! These two will get into all sorts of situations and will both have to balance out their superhero life with their real life. With action, humor, drama, and heart, I hope you enjoy reading along on their adventures!

Dash master 48's AN: Hello! Most of what AJ said above is true. This is a collab based on more of AJ's idea, but with input from me still, and it's connected to XFI as well. Like he said, it's going to be full of all kinds of different situations for our two heroes. Now on with the show. None of the characters belong to us except for originals.

PROLOGUE

One night, in the bustling Jersey City, at the Circle Q Deli, a young woman was sitting at a small table. She had brown hair and skin, and wore a blue hoodie emblazoned with a yellow lightning bolt. Under that, she wore a red shirt, and she also wore red sweatpants and blue sneakers. Her costume was completed by a cheap looking, elastic strapped blue domino mask. On her plate was a large grilled sub sandwich, filled with lettuce, roast beef, pickles and honey mustard sauce.

This girl's name was Kamala Khan. Or, as she liked to call herself, Ms. Marvel.

"Mm-mm! You are lovely! But now...I have to destroy you!" She said to her sandwich, picking it up and preparing to take a huge bite. But just then...

"Don't make a move!" A man in a ski mask, clearly a robber, shouted as he held a gun up to the store owner. "Empty the register, right now!"

Kamala let out an arrogant sigh and put down the sandwich.

"Soon, my love." She said to it, before facing the robber. "Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" She shouted at him.

While at first the robber was surprised at Ms. Marvel's shouting, he soon had an expression of laughter and let out a chuckle. "What? Like you? You better stay out of this little girl!"

"Little girl? I'm 16!" Ms. Marvel sighed. "Ah forget it!"

As she suddenly enlarged her right hand, she shot it at the robber. The punch socked him in the gut, and was so forceful it pushed him right through the glass door of the deli.

"Whoops! Sorry!" Ms. Marvel cried, now very concerned over the fact she might've gone a little too far. Grabbing the robber with her outstretched hand, she yanked him back inside the deli. However, the momentum must've been very high, for the robber was flying right towards her!

Kamala sidestepped to avoid the impact, but the robber slammed into the table and sent her sandwich crashing to the ground.

"NO!" She howled in despair, crumbling to the ground and gathering the remains of her destroyed sandwich. "Oh, you were so perfect!"

Dazed, the robber attempted to get up. But he instead got a bop to the head from Ms. Marvel, who at this point was just fed up.

"Woah, now there's a sad sight." A voice said. By what remained of the glass door, was Spider-Man himself.

"Spu, spu, spu, Spider-Man?" Kamala said in surprise, with her expression also looking rather star-struck. Spidey walked into the deli, looking at the mess and then at the unconscious robber.

"You did all this? Huh, not bad. First time I ever stopped a deli robbery I accidentally blew it up!" Spidey said in an impressed voice, before shooting a web-net over the robber's body and walking up to the counter.

"Can I get a number 5 but with extra pickles and smushed real fast, and also whatever she was having?" He asked the owner, who was still a little bit dazed from the attack and soon got to work on the sandwiches.

In a matter of minutes, the owner came back and handed Spidey two plastic bags which contained the sandwiches. "Here. No payment necessary."

"Thanks!" Spidey thanked the owner, then turned to Kamala. "I know a nice spot. You coming?"

On the deli's roof, Spider-Man and Ms. Marvel sat side by side, eating their sandwiches together. In three gigantic bites, Kamala finished off her sandwich.

"Woah! Easy kid! You'll get a stomach ache!" Spidey advised as Kamala let out a quick burp.

"Sorry. My powers take up a lot of energy, so I need to eat a lot." She apologised.

"Fair point." Spidey nodded. After around a minute of silence, Kamala spoke up again.

"Uh, sorry! I should have said thank you! For earlier, you honestly didn't need to do that." She told Spidey.

"Hey, what's the point of being the Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man if I can't be a friendly neighbor?" The webslinger replied. "So, I take it based on your outfit you're new to the whole superhero thing right?"

"Yeah, you could say that." Kamala answered.

"How long?" Spidey asked.

"Uh, three months." Kamala responded. Spidey was slightly agape.

"Three months? That's REALLY new!" He stated.

"Yeah, I know, and uh, superheroes like you make it look really easy! I guess you can say I'm a bit of a fangirl!" Ms. Marvel beamed.

"I'm flattered! So is that why you do this? Because you wanna be like your favorite superheroes?" Spidey questioned.

"No. I mean, yes! I mean, kind of. See uh, I've grown up hearing stories about you and the Avengers and the X-Men, about how you risk life and limb to make the world a better place. Honestly? When I first got these powers a couple months ago I was scared, but then I saved Zoe and suddenly I realized that if you're given a gift and you can help people with that gift, why not? You know?" Kamala explained.

"With great power, comes great responsibility." Spidey told her.

"Exactly!" Kamala nodded.

"Well, I can tell you that superheroing is not an easy thing to learn. I mean, when I was your age, I made a lot of mistakes and really struggled to learn all that I know about being a superhero. Looking back, I kind of wish I had a mentor who could understand what I went through and guided me towards becoming the best hero I could possibly be." Spidey explained.

Kamala looked at Spidey closely. "Are you...offering to train me?"

"Am I? I mean, if I was, I would warn you that this path won't be easy. It'll be long hours of patrol, fighting basic crime, honing your skills. It'll probably take months, even years, to be as good as me." Spidey warned.

"So...are you offering to train me?" Kamala asked.

"I guess I am. So what do you say?" Spidey replied. Taking a little time to think, Kamala mulled over this offer. In the end, her choice was easy.

"Yes! I mean, yeah! I'm in!" She said excitedly. "When do we start?"