A few months ago, Peter had realized he needed money because his aunt didn't earn enough to pay all the household expenses so he had started to look for a job. His high grades in Science facilitated him the task and soon he got a job as Dr. Barrimore's assistant. Peter made an exhaustive investigation (after Dr. Connors, it was better to take precautions) but he didn't find anything strange so he accepted it. Dr. Barrimore's laboratory was in the State Empire University where she taught biology. Peter had to go twice a week in the afternoons and do easy tasks such as cleaning, note the results of her investigations, etc.

That day he was tidying the laboratory. Dr. Barrimore wasn't there since she had to teach a class but had asked Peter to come and tidy her vials. The teenager just wanted to lay in his bed and sleep all the afternoon because he was very tired due to his nocturnal activities. But life is not fair he thought while he washed the floor. Then he heard a knock on the door and a man came in.

-Hi!-he said.-Dr. Barrimore said I could use her laboratory today. I hope you don't mind.

-I'm just the assistant. If the doctor says you can use her laboratory, it's yours.

-Thanks.

The man looked to be in his forties, with black hair and eyes of the same color. Peter stared at the big red bag he carried in one hand. The man put the bag on one of the tables and opened it. Peter's eyes widened when he saw its content. It was the giant machine gun. The man must have seen his expression because he said:

-Don't worry, I'm not a psycho. I'm just investigating this.

-That's not comforting, precisely. Carrying a weapon through New York is not very safe.

-I know, I wouldn't have done it if I'd had other choice. Do you know Tony Stark?

If you only knew...Peter thought.

-I've watched him on TV, like everybody-he answered instead.

-Yeah, well. I work in his laboratory.

-That must be pretty awesome. I've heard his laboratory is great-Peter said as if he hadn't been there the night before.

-It is-the man said.-Working with Tony is exasperating, though. This morning he wanted to make some proofs with his new armor and he almost destroyed the laboratory. "A little mistake" he called it. Of course, I asked him to leave but he said it was his laboratory and he did what he wanted with it. So I was the one who left and that's why I'm here.

From what Peter had learnt about Tony, he totally believed the story. He supposed that living with that eccentric billionaire had to be difficult.

-I promise I won't shoot you-the man said.

Peter chuckled and replied:

-Ok, I'll trust you.

Peter kept cleaning. Every now and then he threw a glance to the scientist and the giant machine gun. After a few minutes he couldn't help himself and asked him:

-Have you figured out how that weapon works?

-Well, it's made of vibranium. But I haven't discovered its internal mecanism yet.

-Can I help?

Peter knew he was acting like a kid in a candy store but he didn't care. The scientist smiled and said:

-Sure. You look too young to be in college.

-Actually, it's my senior year of high school.

-And what do you want to do after that?

-Biogenetics.

-You like the easy things, right?

-I do-Peter said laughing.-But I love science, though that sounds very lame.

-Don't worry. I was the same when I was your age. We are not the most popular guys in high school but trust me, things are better when you get older.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door (again). Peter was surprised when he saw Gwen standing in the doorway.

-Hi! What are you doing here?

-I wanted to give you a surprise.

-You're the best-he said kissing her.-But I have to stay here another hour.

-Why don't you go?-the scientist said.-If Barrimore asks, I'll tell her I kicked you out because I needed space.

-Really? Thanks...-in that moment Peter realised he didn't know his name.

-Bruce.

-Thanks Bruce. I'm Peter.

-Nice to meet you, Peter. Good luck with the high school.

After going out the laboratory Peter wished he could work with Bruce rather than with Dr. Barrimore.


Tony, Steve, Natasha and Clinton were sat around the table in Nick Fury's office. The owner of the room was standing, visibly angry.

-Where is Bruce?-Natasha asked.

-He's busy with a scientific proyect-Tony answered.-He told me he wasn't coming.

-He should be here- Fury said.- This mess is also his fault. I asked you for one thing: to find out how Oscorp is helping HYDRA. I wrongly thought Earth's Mightiest Heroes could do a simple task like that!

-What did you expect? These two-Tony said pointing at Natasha and Clinton-were doing a mission for you and Thor is in Asgard so we were just Steve and I.

-Bruce was also there-Natasha said.

-Yes, but turning into a green beast who smashs everything wasn't helpful in this case.

-You weren't very discreet either, Tony-Steve intervened.-I should have come in instead of you.

-Really? And since when wearing a white blue and red suit with stars is considered discreet?

Steve opened his mouth to answer Tony (and not kindly), but was interrupted by Fury who banged his fist on the table and shouted:

-Enough! We have a serious problem, there's no time for your bickering. We have to find out what's happening at that company and, thanks to you, the security has been doubled.

-I have the perfect solution-answered Tony with a smile.-Spider-Man.

-Who?-Clinton asked without understanding.

-It's that freak who wears a red and blue suit and shoots webs to people-Natasha explained.

-Ok, his methods are a little strange, but he knows Oscorp better than any of us. He has fought two Oscorp biological experiments: the Lizard and the Green Goblin who was Harry Osborn, the CEO of the company.

-Maybe he doesn't want to help us-Clinton said.

-He said he did.

-You've already talked to him without telling me, right?-Fury intervened.-I hope you haven't told him what our plans are.

-Now that you mention it...

-Damn, Stark!-Fury shouted banging on the table again-We don't even know who he is.

-We met him when we were breaking into Oscorp. He was doing the same thing so it's obvious we have the same objective.

-We can't trust him-Natasha said.-Yes, he was breaking into Oscorp but he could've had totally different reasons. We don't know him.

-Cap-Clinton intervened,-you are in charge, what's your opinion?

They remember I'm the boss just when there are problems Steve thought.

-It's true that we need Spider-Man's help...

-I told you!-Tony shouted.

-...but it is also true that we can't trust him since we don't know his real identity. If we have any doubt about Oscorp, we'll ask him but we need to be careful.

-Listen to me-Fury said with a threatening voice,-the only reason SHIELD hasn't gone after Spider-Man yet is because he hasn't interfered with our interests.

-And SHIELD interests are the most important thing, right?

-Shut up, Tony! I'm warning you: if Spider-Man screws it up, I will make all of you responsible and that bug will wish he hadn't been born!


Peter was swinging from building to building. When he wore his suit every night he felt free, like he was invulnerable. Being Spider-Man was something as necessary to him as breathe and he couldn't imagine how he had lived so long without it. And all this started because a spider bit me. Peter looked down to the street. Some people waved at him him when he passed although others didn't even look at him. I'm sure the ones waving at me are tourists. New Yorkers are used to see me so much that they are not even impressed anymore he thought.

In that moment he saw a great number of NYDP cars around one building. He landed on the floor next to one of the cops and asked:

-What's going on?

-Someone has pressed the silent alarm of that bank.

-I'll go in-Peter said without thinking it twice.

-No way, Spider-Man! We don't know how many robbers there are and it's probable they have hostages.

-Then it's even more urgent to end this situation.

-If you go in there, I'll arrest you. Am I clear?

-NYPD has tried to arrest me a thousand times. That threat lost its value a long time ago.

Peter turned around and started walking towards the bank. He didn't want the cop to carry out his warning. It wasn't because he was afraid to be caught (he practically was an expert at distract the police) but if he had to run away from the police, he couldn't help those people in the bank. The luck seemed to be on his side because, when the cop was about to give the order to arrest Spider-Man, another cop stopped him.

-Leave him, Lenny-he said.

-But Captain...-tried to protest Lenny.

-We can't do anything in this situation, maybe he'll have more success than us.

Peter came in before the cops changed their minds. He didn't want the robbers to see him since they could get scared and hurt the hostages so he crawled to the ceiling. Inside the bank a group of people were sat in a corner, obviously terrorized. To Peter's surprise, there was just one robber. And what a robber. He was a bald man in his fifties wearing a green costume with big wings. He was pointing at the hostages with a gun while one of the employees put the money in a bag.

-Hurry up before I put a hole through your head!-he shouted.

The employee, who was a young woman, started sobbing. Peter decided that he'd had enough. He shot a web to the robber's gun, sending it away, and lowered to the ground

-What's wrong with the classic black pants and sweater? If robbers are gonna start dressing like that, I'm gonna have problems taking you seriously.

-Spider-Man, the hero of the city-said the robber mockingly.-I was wondering when you would appear.

-If you wanted to see me you could've sent me an email. You didn't have to rob a bank and dress like an elf.

-I'm not an elf!-the robber shouted enraged.-I am the Vulture and you should be afraid of me.

Peter bursted out laughing.

-How can I be afraid of a man past his fifties who wears a ridiculous costume and calls himself the Vulture? Look, don't make things worse and give up. There haven't been any mortal victims so you won't be long in prison.

-Do you think you can defeat me?

-I've taken your weapon. I've already defeated you.

-That gun? That was just decorative.

Suddenly, Peter's Spider-sense went crazy and he bent over just in time to dodge the darts that came out from the tips of the Vulture's wings. Then the villain threw himself against Peter but the masked hero kicked him hard in the stomach, making him fall to the ground.

-And this is 2-0. Let me give you an advice: don't ever work as a wrestler.

The Vulture just smiled, stood up and, before Peter could stop him, took off flying through the window.

-I hoped the wings were decorative too-he murmured.

He shot his webs and swung from building to building. The Vulture was several meters ahead of him and was increasing his speed. The guy is fast Peter thought. I have to find a way of slowing him down. He aimed and shot a ball of web to the Vulture which hit him on the right wing, making the villain lose his balance and crash against the rooftop of a building. Peter landed on the ground swiflty and looked at the villain who was lying unconscious.

-3-0. And now you're going to prison for a very long time and I hope I won't ever see your face again.

His Spider-Sense warned him again but this time Peter wasn't fast enough. The Vulture used his wings to hit him in the legs and Peter fell. Then the villain stood up and kicked him in the stomach like Peter had done to him inside the bank.

-It hurts, doesn't it?-the Vulture said with a vicious smile.-And I'm just the beginning. I would start praying if I were you because your days are counted, Spider-Man.

The sirens of the police could be heard so the Vulture took off flying while Peter lay there, recovering from the pain. He had a bad feeling and that time his Spider-sense had nothing to do with it.


Hi! I´m sorry for the wait. I'm posting two chapters at once because I haven't been able to post them until now. I think I'll have chapter 5 ready by next week now that I've finally finished my classes. Thanks for the follows, it's a lot of people! You're awesome guys! And if you've liked the chapters,leave a review.