Part 2: Science Stuff

Ned arrived at their "secret" lab about 10 minutes after Peter, who had begun pacing up and down, trying to keep his mixed emotions under control.

Peter had forgotten that he was in his Spidey- Suit.

Ned almost had a heart attack when he arrived and Spiderman was there instead of Peter. He almost fainted! Peter was also startled by his reaction, and removed his mask to prevent Ned's heart from giving up.

"Ned, Ned! Calm down, it's me!"

"P-Peter?! You're the spider guys from Youtube?"

"Yeah."

"Dude! Why didn't you tell me?"

Peter couldn't come up with an appropriate answer, so he changed the subject instead.

"Ned, look, I need your help with something."

Ned shook himself out of his daze.

"Oh, yeah, sure. What with?"

"I need you to run a DNA test, using police files."

"Um, okay. You have a sample to match to?"

"Um, I still need to get some."

"Then why did you ask me here now?"

"It's my DNA."

"Your… Why do you want to match your own DNA to someone else's?"

"May just told me that I'm adopted."

"What?!"

"Exactly, and I'd like to see if I can find my real parents."

"I suppose that makes sense."

Once collecting and analyzing Peter's DNA, they tried to find a similar match to it by running it through the police database, thanks to the pair's combined hacking skills.

While they were waiting for results, Ned was animatedly giving his theories as to who Peter's real parents could be.

"Dude, your parents could be famous! Your dad could be Tony Stark for all you know, or Bruce Wayne! Wouldn't that be awesome? I'd love to have them as my dad."

"Yeah," Peter said absentmindedly, staring at the computer screen in front of him. While he stared at it, a red notification popped up, filling almost the entire screen, with the word "MATCH" emblazoned across it. Peter clicked on the notification quickly, both anxious and excited to find out who his real parents were.

3 names came up, 2 of which had a banner across their pictures saying "deceased". The third was of a young man, slightly older than Peter. He stared at the screen, unable to move the mouse to click on the information that held their names. Ned did it for him.

The first was a woman by the name of Mary Grayson, married to John Grayson. She had been a trapeze artist in a circus, who had fallen to her death after the ropes had been sabotaged. The other deceased person was John Grayson, her husband, who had succumbed to the same fate.

The third person, however, was still very much alive. Richard Grayson, son of Mary and John Grayson, had been a nine year old when he watched his parents fall to their deaths. He was then adopted by Bruce Wayne. He was now a 19 year old cop who lived in Bludhaven.

Peter stared at the screen, unable to move. His parents had actually died, but he had a brother! A brother who was related to him by blood! The fact that he was adopted might have come as a shock, but he had found a living relative through it. He knew what he had to do.

He turned to Ned, who was staring at the computer screen with a gaping mouth.

"Dude!" he exclaimed, "I was right! Your brother was adopted by Bruce Wayne!"

"Ned, concentrate."

"Oh, yeah, sorry."

"I need to get to Bludhaven."

"How?"

"Ummm…"

Peter caught a ride, or two, or three, or four. You get the point. Turns out, lots of people don't mind giving Spiderman a ride to wherever he wants to go. He got to Bludhaven much faster than he expected, arriving the following evening.

Only problem was that it was Bludhaven, infamous for really dangerous criminals who could, theoretically, rip him to shreds, and they mostly came out at night. Luckily, Nightwing was there to save Spiderman from his doom.