Natasha was rescuing some kids from a kidnapping operation. In Queens. On her day off.
She sighed. She wasn't going to leave those kids to their fate and the criminals would pay for their actions.
She was up in the rafters of a crumbling factory. The kids were huddled under her. She made her presence know.
"Hi, boys. Kids can be such a responsibility. Want me too take them off your hands?"
The three thugs turned in surprise.
Big ugly number one pointed to numbers two and three.
"Deal with her!"
Number one ran towards the door. The leader, escaping.
Natasha was the Black Widow. She could deal with three thugs. But she didn't want the leader to get away. If she left though, the lackies might hurt or escape with the kids. She hesitated. Then a voice called out.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
Natasha dove for the two thugs guarding the kids. Kick too the head, one down. Widow bites to the neck, two down. Natasha approached the children and set them free.
"If anyone asks, I was never here." They all nodded gratefully.
She looked at the leader. He was sitting on the sidewalk outside and seemed to be covered in spiderwebs. As she approached, she saw that he had a web-bow stuck too his head. Then she noticed a crumpled napkin with a note written in pen.
Just a little gift, from one spider to another.
Spiderman
Natasha laughed out loud.
"Thanks for the save Spiderman."
But even the super spy didn't notice the teenager on the other side of the street. The one with a black eye and a smirk.