A/N: I decided to get this out earlier. I hope you all loved the story. My next focus might be Back In Black so you should go check it out. Thank you for coming with my on my No Doubt Journey.
Peter was a 15-year-old orphan. Parents died in a plane crash, uncle/father figure who died in a robbery, and aunt/mother figure who died in a car crash. He moved in with the Avengers. Became Queens hero, Spiderman. Peter's life would never be the same. Never be normal. But what is normal?
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Normal is movie night with the Avengers.
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Normal is working with Tony in the workshop
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Normal is sparing with Natasha Romanoff
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Normal is going to high school
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Normal is hanging out with his friends
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But most of all normal is being Spiderman. All this time he's been finding himself, and he didn't know he was lost.
Recovery was hard. Both mentally and physically. It took a while to get his shoulder back to normal. Especially since his healing factor didn't kick in until later. Much later so he had to go through normal people therapy. It was hard for all of them.
Not soon enough he was ready to go back to being the web swinging super hero. Queens missed him a lot apparently. So did the robbers because there were more of them who wanted to see him than before his injury.
The Avengers and the New Avengers came together worked through their problems too Ross down and became the best team ever. Earths mightiest hero's overcame their biggest challenge yet…The fight, of a family. So together they became the Avengers. Just Avengers.
Now Peter Parker is 18. He finished up high school just like everyone would have wanted him too. He even became valedictorian. When he walked up to get his diploma he envisioned all of his late family watching him above. When he looked out in the audience in the front row was his new family. His new friends. His new team.
"Hello class of 2025. I understand that many of you probably don't know me very well. While some of you grew up with me. High school was and forever will be one of the most memorable four years of my life. With great friends," He looked at MJ, Ned, "And enemies" He gave Flash a smile. "Teachers, school staff, and family. I am proud to be-" He looked at the sky for a minute before smiling a broad smile. "I am proud to be Peter Parker. Orphan, whose family all died in tragic accidents, son of Tony Stark and the Avengers. But most of all…Queens protector, Spiderman"
With that he stepped off the stage and walked between the two groups of chairs towards the exit. A proud smirk plastered on his face. The Avengers following close behind. He looked back at everyone cheering and clapping and knew he made the right decision. With more pep in his step he smiled even broader if it was even possible.
That night while tinkering in the lab with Tony he received his M.I.T acceptance letter. Time for the next Chapter of his life.
A/N: The end! Review one more time! should I make a sequel?