The Amazing Avenger.
Recap: Nineteen year old Peter Parker is contemplating putting his Spider suit back on after so long without it and Phil Coulson has been brought back to recruit young Parker in with The Avengers. Now on to chapter 2.
Chapter 2.
Tony Stark hated mornings. Especially mornings after a long night of hard drinking. Groaning from underneath his pillow, listening to his AI give him his messages and outline his schedule for the day, starting with a meeting with Nick Fury, Stark had thrown it after he was done.
"Tell 'em all to go to hell, will ya, Jarvis?" he groaned again as he turned over.
"Sir?" Jarvis questioned.
"uhh…nothing." Stark replied as he kicked out of bed. He really needed a drink. But no, he had to get up and head down to SHIELD headquarters because Nick Fury decided to call him at an ungodly hour the previous night to inform him he needed to be there first thing in the morning-and alone.
"That man seriously needs a life." he grumbled as he stumbled out of the bathroom and looked in his closet for something to wear.
"Sir, if the others inquire on your whereabouts, should I tell them where you have gone?" Jarvis asked.
Tony thought for a minute. When Fury had called his private phone, something in his voice told Stark that this was not just gonna be any meeting. "No Jarvis. I will see what Cyclops wants and then if they need to know anything, I will let them know myself."
"Very well, sir." Jarvis replied.
Once Tony had made it to SHEILD headquarters, he was already dreading talking to Fury. The man was just a little too serious for him. If Tony wanted to be completely honest with himself, he was flat out intimidated by the one-eyed director. Sighing as he headed towards Fury's office, he nodded and pleasantly greeted the agents and secretaries.
"Hello Mr. Stark." a rather pretty brunette agent greeted with a warm smile that Tony politely returned. "Director Fury is waiting for you."
"Thanks." Tony replied, his eyes following the passing girl, admiring her…form.
"GET IN HERE, STARK!" he heard Fury's voice boom as if he had peered through the walls and saw what Tony was doing.
Tony sighed and hung his head low as he slowly opened Fury's office door. He felt like a kid walking into the Principal's office after pulling a prank on his teacher.
"Shut the door." Fury ordered after Stark came in.
"Yes sir." Tony answered sarcastically and shut it, earning him a glare from the latter.
"Sit down." Fury said in a cold tone.
Sealing his lips, Tony put his hands up in mock surrender and sat down. Fury then took a breath and stared at Tony.
"The reason I called you down here is to inform you that we will be recruiting a new member on the Avengers team."
Tony just blinked. He wasn't sure he even heard right. "A new…member?"
Fury just kept his cold hard stare on Tony. "That's right, Stark. A new member."
"What, did this become some kind of club or something?" Tony asked incredulously.
"His name is Peter Parker." Fury stated, ignoring Stark's question. Unlike most others, he was immune to Tony Stark's sarcasms and shenanigans. Fury then reached for a file on the other end of his desk and slid it over to Tony, who immediately grabbed it and flipped it open. Fury just sat in silence, his gaze never even blinking as Stark read over the young Parker's file.
"Jesus! He's only a kid!" Stark exclaimed, looking up at Fury, who only smirked lightly. "You've gotta be kidding me, here." Tony flipped through more pages and studied into it more. "A human spider…how wonderful."
"I see you've never seen him in action, Stark?" Fury asked, but before Tony could answer, he got up and hit some buttons on his large computer screen on the wall. Tony watched as a video came up and he could see a man covered head to toe in mostly red spandex and jumping from building to building, spewing a webbed substance from his hands, fighting off a group of bad guys with a swiftness that slightly impressed Tony, but what really caught his attention was the sight of Spiderman literally climbing the city walls using only his fingers and feet, then making a mad leap to the building across the street, coming to an abrupt stop on the side and immediately climbing up to the top and disappearing out of the horizon.
Fury stops it then and Stark stares at the blank screen for a moment. He was impressed with the kid's abilities, there was no question there, but he was also just that-a kid. Nineteen years old to be exact. Seventeen years old when he had acquired his abilities, according to the file. Bitten by a radioactive spider. What luck.
Tony sighed and tossed the file on the desk. "I think this is a bad idea."
Fury kept his stare and replied cooly, "I didn't call you here for your opinion on the matter, Stark."
"Then what the hell did you call me here for then, Fury? To tell me that you and your agency, with all it's wisdom, has decided to induct another "member" in my merry old band of super strength hotheads, and not to mention the newbie is barely out of diapers, and now you just graciously invited me down here to tell me that I have no choice in the matter?"
Fury just stood there silent and after a moment, Tony threw his hands up and stood. "Well, I'm sorry. This is a bad idea and I'm not going to say otherwise." He then made his turn to leave, only to be stopped by Fury's voice.
"I'm not finished with you, Stark."
Tony just stood there and seethed, biting his bottom lip to keep from telling Fury where to stick it. "What do you want from me, Fury?"
"While Parker does possess extraordinary superhuman abilities, he is, like you've stated, just a kid. Which is why he will be staying in the Avengers tower while he is working for us." Fury's last words made Tony turn sharply.
"Come again?"
"You heard me."
Tony let out an irritated sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ok, first you tell me that not only do I have to take in another team member, but now you're telling me that I must baby sit him as well?"
"He is nineteen, Stark-"
"WITH SUPERHUMAN ABILITIES!" Stark's voice was echoing loud within the steel walls, but Fury still made no change in his dark expression. Exasperated, Tony again threw up his hands and opened the door, but then turned back and stared at Fury.
"Just for the record, I am not responsible for what happens to that kid. He may live in my tower, but I am not his father. He's your problem, just want you to know that." and with that, he slammed the door shut behind him.
It wasn't until after he heard Stark's steps get fainter that Fury had finally let out the breath he had been holding all through the meeting.
Peter was sitting at his desk sketching when Aunt May knocked on his door. He didn't hear her at first since he had his headphones on, but looked up when he caught a glance at her waving hands.
"What is it, Aunt May?" he asked, slipping the buds out of his ears.
Aunt May looked a tad uneasy. "There are a few men outside asking for you. Men in suits. One of them is asking for you, personally."
"What do they want?" Peter asked.
"I don't know. They wouldn't tell me anything." May replied.
Peter just nodded and walked out into the living room where he found three men in dark suits sitting there waiting for him. When Peter approached, one of the men smiled and took off his sunglasses. He extended his hand.
"Mr. Peter Parker. Finally we meet." he said with a smile.
"Am I in trouble?" Peter asked confused, but taking the man's hand anyway, his gaze shifting to the two other men standing beside him.
"Uh, no. In fact, quite the contrary. My name is Phil Coulson and these two men are my associates." he then motioned over to the sofa. "Please sit?"
Peter looked at Coulson for a bit, but then slowly moved to sit. He was admittedly very nervous, but he did his best to put on a brave front when he saw his aunt nervously approaching the room.
Coulson exhaled before talking. "Mr. Parker, it's been two years since you have appeared as Spiderman, correct?"
Peter froze, his gaze meeting Aunt May's. His palms were sweaty at this point and he didn't know what to say. "H-how do you-"
"I know everything about you, Parker. Who you are, where you were born, where you were raised, whom you were raised by" he glanced over to aunt May when he said that. "what schools you went to and yes, I know about Spiderman."
Peter shifted in his seat. The guy across from him didn't look scary, but he was scared as hell anyway. More scared than he was facing off against George Stacy's officers, and that was scared.
Coulson smiled, understanding Peter's apprehension. "Relax Mr. Parker. We are not here to make trouble for you or your aunt. Like I said, quite the contrary."
Peter seemed to relax at this. "Then why are you here?"
Coulson shifted in his seat and glanced over at his associates before looking Peter in the eye. "What if I were to tell you that I have a proposition for your alter-ego Spiderman?"
Peter inhaled. "What kind of proposition?"
"To join a team, Mr. Parker. I'm sure you've heard of them." Coulson didn't remove his look from Peter's gaze. "The Avengers."
Peter blinked and he heard Aunt May gasp from the kitchen.
A/N-I'm sorry this one is short, but I was so happy by the overwhelming amount of support I have gotten thus far that I felt I should get something out ASAP. I must go on an outing for the afternoon, but when I return I will try and get another chapter out. Thank you to all who reviewed and added my story to their favorites/alerts. I appreciate you all. Thanks for being patient, it will get better, I promise.