Warning: Girl!Clint, Girl!Thor, Boy!Natasha, Girl!Peter, Loki (Because he needs his own warning like Gabriel), Superhusbands, Superfamily, ThunderFrost, BlackHawk, Science Bros (None sexual), CAPCOM refrenses, Bullying, Homosexual relationships, Hetrosexual relationships, me screwing with Marvel's storylines completely.
Languages: English.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Marvel, Capcom, the educational systems of the country, or anything else I refrense.
Petra fell into a routine and she was pleased with that. She was as normal as someone with superpowers, superhero parents who are gay, all AP courses in high school, and a job as a news paper photographer could be. Gwen came over to the Tower and gaped at everything before looking at Petra and stating they were so going to have a super awesome slumber party. Thor instantly asked to be allowed to come. Clint joined them and Tony refused to be outside of any party of any kind that was held on his property. It ended with the teenagers watching the adults, and Steve freaking out over the fact that Petra was having a girl over for a sleep over. He wanted her to have lots of friends. It had been amusing and funny.
"Good morning." Steve said making them pancakes. It was one of the few things that he knew how to make in the advanced kitchen. Gwen grumbled as she sat at the large bar and Petra smiled sleepily at her Pop.
"Mornin' Pop." She muttered and yawned. She stretched and Gwen fell asleep with her head on the bar. Petra blinked and laughed before padding over to the fridge and getting some chocolate milk. She set her glass down and looked at her friend amused. "She can sleep anywhere." She smiled softly and took a drink of her chocolate milk. The rest of the weekend passed by in a blur of missions and world saving.
Petra sighed softly and collapsed into her fifth period class. It was Sociology and right before lunch. None of her friends were in the class but Flash was. And he sat behind her most of the time. She felt a piece of balled up paper bounce of her fluffy mess of brown hair. She bit back a growl. She was stronger then him and would seriously hurt Flash if she confronted him. And she didn't want to listen to Steve yell at her about managing her strength again.
"Okay class! I think you're going to like today's lesson." Mr. Foley said grinning brightly at them. "Now what does New York Have more then any other city?" He picked up his marker. Petra honestly didn't understand why they had to have a Psychology or Sociology credit to graduate from High School. People started shouting out things and Foley kept shaking his head.
"Superheroes!" Flash finally called out. Petra was a bit shocked. Who knew he was actually intelligent?
"Correct Flash. So name us some Superheroes."
"Spider-Man!" "The X-Men!" "The Fantastic Four!" "Johnny Storm!" "Iron Man!" "The Avengers!" "Black Widow!" "Thor!" "Daredevil!"
"Very good. So looking at the list here there are two Heroes that stand out the most. Can anyone guess who and who?" Petra looked at the board as silence reigned through the classroom. She sighed and raised her hand.
"Spider-Man and Daredevil are the only two that wear masks." Foley grinned at her and nodded.
"Correct, nice to know that science isn't the only thing you're good at Stark." He muttered and she glared at him slightly. He just grinned wider. "Petra's right. Now these two are the most interesting of the bunch. Sure Thor's a God and Iron Man is probably one of the richest men in the world but we know who they are. We see who they are. They're adults and they watch over us. They protect us."
"Not all the time. And not from street crimes." Someone scoffed.
"That's were Spider-Man and Daredevil come in isn't it? The people we don't know save and protect us where they can't. Daredevil wears a mask. Spider-Man wears a mask. Why is that?" He asked and Petra frowned.
"So what don't know who they are?" Rebecca Chambers asked softly. The fourteen year old genius was in Petra's graduating class. She was going into the medical field and showed a lot of promise.
"Yep! So what do you think the reason for them not to want us to know who they are?"
"They're ugly?"
"No way man! They get all the chicks." Petra fought to keep the blush off her face. The downsides of being known as Spider-Man she supposed. She had girls trying to kiss her all the time while she was in uniform. It got out of hand sometimes and she 'accidently' then the criminals go just to get away.
"Maybe they don't want their loved ones in danger?"
"Spider-Man has been seen working with the Avengers. Don't you think they'd protect eachother's loved ones?"
"So that they can have a personal life?" Rebecca asked again. "I mean I don't think I would want everyone in the world to know who I was if I was a Superhero." She muttered blushing and ducking her head.
"Me either. I mean what if they're our age? They'd never make it through school." Petra said and Rebecca shot her a grateful smile. Even in Midtown Science High School she got picked on for being extremely smart.
"That's it exactly! Okay so since they could be anyone why do we assume they're men?" Petra choked on air and so did several other students. "What if they're really women who are in disguise?"
"Dude that's so hot." Flash muttered and Foley shot him a dull look.
"That's the assignment for Friday. I want a two page paper, typed and double spaced, on our presumptions of people in masks. Give an argument for why you think they're men or if you think it could be a woman give reasons why." He said and allowed them to start drafting. Petra sat frozen solid in her seat. She swallowed the thick lump in her throat.
'I haven't done anything that would suggest I'm a girl as Spider-Man, have I?' She thought frantically as she started to write down her argument on why Daredevil was a man. She'd met him a few times. And she could practically see the 'Alpha Male' vibes coming off him. Petra noticed that her wrist itched oddly. She scratched it as she paused in her writing. She felt Flash flicked pieces of paper at her. She brushed them out of her hair and glowered at him. He smirked at her nastily. Just because she had a B-cup and wasn't as pretty as MJ or Gwen didn't mean he could just pick on her.
"You got somethin' to say Flash?" She asked dangerously. She was towing the line of 'I'm going to beat the shit out of you' and 'I'm going to digitally destroy your life.'
"It's a shame mommy and daddy took that drive when there weren't Superheroes isn't it?" He sneered. She felt her hand clench around her pencil and distantly she heard it snap. The bell, which was really just a loud and obnoxious tone, sounded rescuing the jock for a horrible fate. Petra took a few calming breaths. Her Uncle Ben had always said that he teases her because he likes her. Petra gathered her things and sighed softly thinking of her beloved uncle. It was her fault he was dead. She had a responsibility to protect others with her powers. She walked out of the school building. She had the afternoon off of both her AP Free blocks were usually in the morning but they were going to do something special on Friday and it required three days to set up in both classes, five for Chemistry, so no one had to go to the classes. She couldn't handle being around her friends right then. They would ask what was wrong. And she might spill and tell them she had gotten her uncle killed. And she had been the one to defeat not only the Green Goblin but also Doc Ock and that last year a Symbiote known as Venom wanted to merge with her and ended up inside Eddie Brock, a rival of hers for the News paper's best Photographer, and the man that had killed her uncle had battled with her and she killed them both. She had blood on her hands. She shuddered. She was grateful that she'd managed to catch the glider when she fought with Norman and that she'd been able to talk some sense into Dr. Octavius. She was sad that he was lost at the bottom of the Sound but at least he had peace in death.
Petra was so wrapped up in her thoughts she slammed into someone and didn't even realize it for a moment. She blinked and looked at the man who was sprawled out below her and blushed darkly.
"I'm so sorry!" She muttered staring into his red sunglasses. "I wasn't paying any attention." She got off him and noticed the walking cane and mentally scolded herself.
'Seriously! Super-Spidey-Senses failing to sense a blind guy?'
"Hey it's cool to be honest I wasn't paying attention either." He said softly with a smile. She gently took his arm and helped him up. "Normally people just shove their hand in my face."
"I saw the cane. I'm so sorry." She muttered again.
"It's fine. So uh can I get your name?"
"Huh? Oh I'm Petra."
"Petra huh? Got a last name?"
"Several." She replied with a grin. "And who are you?"
"I'm Matt." He said and brushed himself off. "Are you heading somewhere important?" He asked softly.
"No. I was on my way home since I have the afternoon off." She said and he smiled a bit more.
"Well would you mind getting coffee with me? I've got no classes this afternoon either." He looked like a college student. She was tempted to correct him but decided against it. He didn't look that much older then her.
"Sure. Know any good Cafés?" She asked adjusting her messenger bag.
"Yeah, there's this little place down the street. I was heading there to grab some coffee myself."
"I don't wanna impose on your time."
"Coffee and a cinnamon roll are always better with the company of a beautiful lady."
"Who says I'm beautiful?"
"Your voice." He said and she blushed darkly.
"Well thanks. You're no slouch yourself." She said casually using the tricks of her Dad.
They were sitting across from eachother and chatting softly about the most random of subjects when her phone rang. It was the song 'Hey Mami' by 'Fannypack' signaling that Steve was calling her. She blinked. It was barely half an hour into lunch.
"Ah sorry that's my Pops."
"Interesting song choice." Petra bit her lip blushing before she sobered up and straightened her back.
"My Dad picked it out and now I can't change it." She said and didn't wait for a reply. She left the table and went outside answering her call. "Hey Pop what's up?"
"Where are you? Harry called and said you didn't show up at lunch!" He sounded frantic. She smiled and laughed softly.
"Don't freak out Pop. I've got the afternoon off and figured I'd run around the city for a bit."
"Why didn't you tell your friends?"
"I was thinking some depressing thoughts and didn't wanna be around anyone." She muttered and he dropped that subject almost instantly.
"Where are you right now?" He asked.
"A Café." She answered.
"I thought you said you didn't wanna be around anyone."
"I didn't then I bowled over this guy and he asked me out to coffee." She said rubbing the back of her neck.
"What Café?" Tony asked butting into the conversation.
"Chill Dad. It's only coffee."
"That's how it always starts!"
"I gotta go." She hung up and turned off the phone before taking it apart and disabling the tracker in it. She really didn't need this guy knowing who she was right now. She walked back in and saw he was still in the booth and she sat down.
"Your dad worried about you?" He asked.
"Well I kinda skipped on my friends because I started thinking about my uncle. He died a few years ago in a mugging gone wrong. Then I ran you over." She said sheepishly.
"I'm sorry about your uncle."
"Thanks." She muttered robotically.
"I mean it… My father was murdered."
"Oh. Oh I'm so sorry it's just…"
"Everyone says it?" He asked with a grin and she nodded before biting her lower lip.
"Um would you mind answering me something?"
"Was I born blind or was it an accident?"
"I'm sorry it's just I'm curious if you were born blind have you ever wondered what colours are and if it was an accident is there anyway for you to still see? Like echo location?" He glanced out the window and it started to rain. He smiled slightly.
"It was an accident with toxic waste. I can see in the rain. Come on." He threw down money for the bill and she moved to pay but he shook his head. "I got it. I did ask you out."
"I ran you over." She countered.
"A real man always pays for the lady." He said and she smirked at him as they moved out of the coffee shop.
"Who says I'm a lady?" She asked laughing. He chuckled took off his sunglasses closing his eyes and tilting his head up. Petra admired him and he suddenly looked down at her. She smiled at him. "What colours do you see in?" She asked softly.
"Blue." He replied. "By the way you are pretty." She blushed and smiled a bit wider at him.
"Thanks Matt." She kissed his cheek. They started to walk in the rain. "So what do you study?" She asked as they waited for a walk sign.
"I'm going to be a lawyer."
"Ah. My Dad really wouldn't like you then. He hates lawyers."
"And you?"
"I'm a Sciencey person mostly genetic stuff and physics." She replied softly and they crossed the street. "So since you live here what do you think of Spider-Man?" She asked hoping to get a wider feel on her alter ego. Maybe she was just being paranoid and Mr. Foley was doing that 'don't even think of a box' thing again.
"He's alright I suppose. I mean he's better then Daredevil, he doesn't beat people senseless."
"Daredevil has a tough crowd to deal with." She said and he shrugged.
"He's a vigilantly and will have to pay for his crimes."
"Spider-Man too."
"He doesn't really hurt people, just strings 'em up in webs."
"So that's still interfering with a police investigation." She recalled what Captain Stacy had said back when she first started out and he been hell bent on finding her uncle's killer.
"Maybe but I think they're both doing a little good for us." He said with a light shrug of his shoulders. "This is where we have to part ways I'm afraid." He murmured and she smiled and took his hand.
"Thanks for coffee and a cinnamon roll." She murmured softly.
"Um here." He handed her a card. "It's my phone number. Incase you wanna meet again." She blushed darkly and took it.
"Sure I'll give you a call." She kissed his cheek before darting off in the direction of the Tower. She sighed with a stupid smile on her face that wouldn't go away. "Matt Murdock future lawyer eh?" She giggled and held the card close feeling giddy. Someone who didn't know who she was and liked her and bought her coffee and a cinnamon roll.
"What's with the face?" Nathaniel asked. Petra looked over at the redheaded Russian.
"Well I think I've got a potential date coming soon."
"Really? And he doesn't know who you are?"
"He doesn't know my last name or who my parents are but he knows I've got two male parents."
"And he's still going to go out with you?"
"He gave me his number."
"Go you. Your parents are in the lounge waiting to pounce on you."
"Thanks Uncle Thaniel." She smiled and jumped up to the ceiling. "Clint's running around in the ventilation again."
"Thanks for the update." He said. It was how they worked. They traded information and went about their lives. He didn't coddle or sugarcoat things. He also didn't like being around children, it dragged painful memories to the surface. So he was the distant Uncle to Petra. He watched as she snuck up on her parents and surprised them both. Tony and Steve jumped and then scolded her, half smiling as they did so. He smiled wanly before heading off to find his Angel. Not many people were aware of exactly what 'Clint Barton' was. Petra had stumbled onto it because she was a genetics major.
