The man before him was one that was held in high regard by the entire city. Everyone looked up to him and admired him, and wanted to be just like him. He protected the whole city and its citizens and it was because of that that Peter held him in high regards. One day he wanted to be just like him.

Well, not bald and only having one eye. He didn't want that.

Venom inwardly snickered at the way his train of though was going just as Nick turned his way and some light from nowhere glinted off of his forehead and into Peter's eyes. The little boy squinted while he talked. "I didn't hit you right kid?" Nick asked, holding his head in his hand and rubbing the nasty looking bruise he obtained from his impact with the dashboard.

Peter shook his head. "No."

"Great." Peter was sure there was a hint of cynicism in his voice. Putting his hands on his hips he looked at his car and shrugged, before looking at Peter once more with his green trench coat billowing from an unknown source of wind, making him look very scary and creepy in Peter's opinion.

The other child, the boy, thought that too and quickly hid behind Peter and peeked over his shoulder with his shaky breaths still evident from the ordeal the young boy had just been through. Sounds of grunts of effort caused them all to look around and then behind them. The boy and the bald man were surprised, though the former much more than the latter.

Peter started to get hesitant as the scary looking man frowned at him, then at the net of webbing the girl was in before the boy ran to get her.

"Mina!" his little shouts could be heard as they bounced off of the buildings, along with his grunts as he tried to get her out of the webbing. "Get me out!" the girl said hurriedly, as her short hair got in her mouth and she spit it out fiercely. The boy tried yanking her out by grabbing her hand, but found that it wouldn't work, as he didn't have the strength to sever her from the webbing. As she bounced back, he forgot to let go of her arm and soon found himself face to face with her mouth as he was stuck as well.

"Ah!" She shouted as she attempted in vain to get the little boy away from her. He sent her a glare as he tried to push up and get out of the sticky substance, but only dug the proverbial hole deeper and got stuck even more.

The bald man once again looked at Peter with an expression that clearly said, "Tell me this is not happening. Please". Unfortunately Peter gave a shy shrug in hopes that the man wouldn't throw him down the street like a football… or a binder.

He groaned again and began to walk forth to the children with Peter standing stock still as he watched the man pull out his knife. The buzzing in the back of his head didn't go off while he watched him slowly cut into the webbing, not taking the chance of just hacking through it and having his knife suffer the same fate as the children.

"Kid, get over here," he grunted out, the kids shiver and tremble at his visage, which from their point of view looked like an evil one eyed bald dog that could shine light from the top of it's head. When he smirked a little they felt like he was going to gobble them up because he was just that scary. Peter walked up to him and looked at him, no amount of intimidation on his face.

"Yes?" the young boy asked, as the man freed half of Mina's body and Jake's chest.

"I'm guessing you did this, right?" He asked though it sounded much more like a statement.

"If I did?" Peter retorted, not realizing his words before it was too late and found himself surprised as well. Nick rolled the one eye he had and grunted.

He repressed an urge to grin, and possibly even laugh at this. The kid was either a mutant or a meta-human, but still either way doing way doing what he did was unusual in the city. The funny thing was barely anyone was comfortable with him because he always looked so serious, and this boy seemed like he had a smart mouth on him.

"That's good for you, but I know I deserve a trial." Peter's mouth continued to act on it's own, further confusing the child at how he even knew that.

Pretending to be uninterested, he continued to cut the children loose of the part black, part white webbing. In the process, he had his eyes float over to the webbing itself. Now, he wasn't one that actually paid attention to webs, he had scientists for that, but he was pretty sure that they were not supposed to be black.

The white parts were like how a web would usually be; intricate in design even though it was a thin net, with few visible breaks in them. The black parts however seemed to stretch out at the intersections where they impacted, before they continued on.

He forcibly ripped the rest of the webbing that was overlapping itself and had been cut to some degree by his knife, letting the kids out, or at least allowing them to move on their own accord.

"What's your name kid?" Peter looked conflicted for a moment. 'What's your name?' The thought seemed to echo out into his mind before a reply came back.

'I'm Peter Benjamin Parker!'

"It's Peter. Peter Benjamin Parker," he mumbled in a tone barely above a whisper but Nick caught it. Nicholas raised his eyebrow a little and his eye widened a fraction, before going back to it's regular impassiveness.

'Parker… No, it couldn't be.' He cast a sideways glance at the boy, who was looking up at him with his face mixed with cautiousness and excitement. His shaggy dark brown hair was matted to his face and his eyes were a dark blue. Nick's eyes widened by a fraction. 'Well shit.'

He pulled out his phone from one of the many pockets in his jacket and dialed a number. Peter curiously watched as his expression became irked, and the sound of a slightly inebriated man's voice came from the speaker. He raised an eyebrow and quirked his head to the side curiously when Nick started talking in a very annoyed voice.

"Well I don't care what palates show is on right now! I want you to pull up those files and have them ready by the time I get back," a grumble of resistance, "I'm sure Natasha would be very happy to learn that you still have those pictures of her in the nurse uniform."

The voice yelled out in horror, loud enough for Peter to hear. Nick pulled the phone away from his ear and rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't!"

The head of SHIELD smirked deviously, "Oh I would. And I will too, unless you do what I asked."

"Fine!" The line went dead, and Nick shoved the phone back into his pocket with a sigh. 'Threaten his research and he goes berserk on you. Threaten him with Natasha, and he'll bend to your will like a love sick puppy. Damn pervert.'

He looked down to where Peter was before, but he wasn't there. Looking behind himself, he saw a rather nervous Peter standing above the two children with a sheepish smile. He waved half-heartedly and said, "Howdy." The other two children look at him in wonder and slight trepidation. The girl had her eyes widened, and the boy looked like he'd just been asked what a million divided by thirty-seven was. When Peter took a step forward, they both backed up against the wall in fear and gasped, before fainting.

He raised an eyebrow discretely when he saw a single black appendage sprout from Peter's shoulder and stopped their fall.

Nick dialed another number and started to tap his foot impatiently when the annoying sound of the ring turned into a beep and then an answer machine. For a second he wondered who the hell still had an answer machine but then he noticed he had a limited amount of time. "Hello? Hey kid! Mulligan! Get your ass over to my house as soon as possible! I found him!" He ended the call.

Peter's head snapped up and he heard Venom whisper in an almost unsure tone. "Mulligan?" An image of a tall man in a police uniform with dark brown hair and blue eyes appeared to him, and he was rolling his eyes toward a glob of red and blue goop that was swirling over his left shoulder. "No wonder!"

Nick looked down at the child and tapped him on the head to get him out of his stupor. Before he knew it the little elf had whirled around and looked up at him with a confused frown. Peter was looking straight into the man's eye even though he was about three or more feet higher than him. "How do you know Mulligan?" For a moment Nick was sure he saw black tentacles start to come form various places in his body. With a little bit of effort, he pushed the child away.

"Calm down kid. He works for me. The question is; how do you know him?" Nick tried not to grin as Peter turned away with a scowl on his face, but even that was quickly disappearing. The thin black appendages began to dissipate into his body like water. "He's… someone we've seen around." His voice changed a little. Peter wasn't sure if that was a lie, but it didn't feel like one, even though he knew it was the entire truth.

Nick couldn't hold it in anymore. He grinned so wide he was sure his face would split. Someone he saw around; that was exactly what that disrespectful rat had said when he first met him. That same look of defiance on his face when the first met was on Peter's, along with the hint of confusion and tentacles coming from his body.

'Damn,' was the only thing that came to mind.

Peter for reasons unknown was a little put off by the look on the man's face and frowned up at him. Before he got a chance to voice hi concerns Nick asked, "You hurt?" and he shook his head. "No injures, aches and pains, nothing at all?" He shook his head again.

"Okay then. Where are your parents? Your house?" Nick asked as he looked at the scuff marks on his face and slightly dirty patches on his hands and sighed a little. That, was a stupid question. If he did have any of those things he would be at least somewhat clean!

"I don't have any. I can take care of myself just fine." Nick let out a derisive snort and pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hello? Yeah I got into a little fender bender… Where? On," he took a moment to look at the nearest street sign, "Thurmond and 5th. Yes I'm fine. Thank you."

Venom bristled once more. "I have a bad feeling about this... We should go." Peter thought about it for a second but shook his head. 'Maybe he can answer some questions I have.' He felt Venom become curious. "Like?"

'Just questions.'

"What questions could he answer that I can't? I know every single thing about you."

Peter felt a shiver run up and down his spine and his stomach clench. 'I know, and that's one of them. I know things I shouldn't know. Things I had no idea about before; I know words I didn't even know how to spell before I went to that exhibit and got bit by that spider. It's a lot to take in. I guess.'

He felt the creature scoff slightly. "You guess? Well you seem pretty darn calm about it to me. I thought you were happy about that?"

'I'm five years old, what am I supposed to do? Act crazy like a lunatic? It's just a lot to take in.' He could feel the creature crack a grin. "Good point. You could use your powers to become a superhero." Venom suggested jokingly. 'I'm five!'

"Now I don't see where you're going with this."

'I am five years old! I can't even reach the doorknob to my room without standing on my toes!' Venom rolled its eyes… visionary slots… whatever, and laughed. "Not with me you don't." Peter smiled a little bit too. 'Yeah, but you still talk too much.'

Slowly, a black, oil like liquid began to seep off of the child's body and onto the ground. Peter's eyes widened in surprise. 'Come on! I was joking!' The liquid stopped for a second, and began to rise back to his body and seep into his clothes and skin before it became invisible.

'Like I said, it's a lot to take in. Who knows, maybe there's a chance you wouldn't have been at that place when that spider bit me. Where would I be then?' Venom shimmered ever so slightly and squirmed on his skin. "Lonely and dead. That car would have hit you had it not been for me."

'I could have jumped out of the way on my own. You were asleep!' He shot back. "You were staring at the front bumper like a deer caught in the headlights and you know it."

All this time Nick had been watching him curiously. The boy had a blank expression on his face and every few seconds his expression would change; most notably from annoyed, and then somber. It went on for a couple of minutes before sirens began to sound and he saw a tow truck and a sleek black car coming down the road toward them, at least four blocks up.

"Kid," he called out, but Peter didn't answer. The child was in his own little world. "I don't think it's a good idea to be staying here for now." He shrugged again, though it was barely visible. 'And that's why I'm the one doing the thinking.' He teased it playfully, only to have a shiver run up and down his spine violently.

"I'm serious. We need a rush, something exciting. Not hanging around with a bald pirate who can't drive right." Peter's eyebrows furrowed. 'No you need a rush. I need something to eat. Do you even know who that is? That's N-' Venom cut him off and gave off a "yap-yap" motion. "Yeah, yeah I know. Nick Fury, bald head of SHIELD, lousy driver, one-eyed pirate, and someone you look up to as a hero. Right?"

'I wouldn't put it in those exact words, but yeah. Right.' Nick tried to get his attention again. "Kid," there was still no answer. "Sure you would. Say it with me; He's a bald old pirate on the sea, and the only one who can say this is me! Go on, you know you want to!" Finally, Nick tapped his shoulder. "Kid." Peter swatted his hand away without looking behind him and stayed in his little world that he was in.

'That's not funny at all!' The child thought amused, and let out a snort of laughter. "Sure it is. Just say it. It'll make you feel better."

Nick snorted a little and looked behind him to see the two children waking up finally, and walked over to them seeing as the boy didn't look like he was going to talk anytime soon. The boy backed away a little when he saw the giant in green come at him, and the girl was slowly rubbing her eyes tiredly. Peter peeked from behind Nick to look at them.

The girl had short black hair that for some reason looked like a dark indigo blue, and her skin was slightly pale. Her eyes were pale and empty, and she didn't have any pupils. Instead of wondering why he knew that exactly, he shook his head a little and looked to the boy. He had an unruly mop of hair and eyes with an animal like appearance to them (as much as one could have when their only five or six) and two barely visible markings streaking down his cheeks that looked like pikes.

The girl noticed his looking at her and backed away on the trunk and hid behind the boy while peeking ever so slightly at Peter. "Huh? Mina what are you-"he followed her eyes at the boy and became confused. "What's wrong?" The child shook her head against him and made a non-descriptive sound into his back.

Nick stepped into their eyesight and knelt down in front of both of them, his smirk almost completely gone. "Are you two hurt?" The boy's eyes widened a little and he shook his head vigorously, making Nick think he heard a few snaps coming from his neck. He turned his head to the girl and asked the same question, but only got a squeak in response.

Standing straight up, he turned around to look at Peter, but e wasn't there. He looked behind him and saw that the little boy was staring up at the two other children with a curious expression. Peter never really got much interaction with other kids, since he didn't get out much, and he was kind of pressed for something to say.

Nicholas however, had no such qualms about tact and or awkward moments. He looked at the three children and sighed. One, he was positive wasn't human. His job and the experiences with the people he worked with told him that much. The other two… he wasn't sure about them. They didn't look like much. Just regular, dirty kids who'd been inn the wrong place at the wrong time he supposed. He had no real use for them except to bring them back to their parents, if they had any.

Wait a second! His infinite genius failed for a second, and he over-looked the fact that no good parent would dare let their children at such an age roam the streets and/or almost get hit by a car.

Duh.

All the excitement he'd obtained minutes before dissipated. They were disheveled and looked like they were really hungry. Their clothes were dirty and so were their faces. Even if they did have parents he would most likely have to report them to child services and have them relinquished to a foster home.

Peter was still staring at the two children, and the girl squeaked sheepishly and hid behind the boy's back some more. Now Peter, Nick didn't know what the hell he was going to do with him. Of course, he knew what his 'superiors' would want if they found out, and especially if they found out about that thing that was bristling at him which went unknown to Peter. Several tentacles were peeking out of his back and they wrapped around each other, forming a hand, and waved at him mockingly.

To think today he just wanted to get home and actually sleep before having to hear an earful from some nameless idiot about the escaped experiment from Oscorp. Word has it that it was unstable and highly dangerous, and they had to quarantine the whole operation while they looked for anything that could have been affected by it.

Oh, if only he knew.

His phone rang suddenly, making all of the children dart there heads up at him in surprise. He looked at the caller-ID and frown a little at the name on it, before answering the call. "Hello? Yeah, I found it. Calm down! Well I don't care if that ball of jello wants you to speak to it! We're… indisposed right now."

He took a moment to pause and then rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. "There was an accident, and my car crash." He paused and grit his teeth a little. "No I'm not drunk you brat! It was the paperwork! The paper work!" Realizing that save for Peter, who was trying to hold back a laugh, the children were looking at the slightly angry man cautiously.

He tried to school his composure before saying in a tired, annoyed tone, "If you don't shut up right now, I'll have you doing bathroom duties and handing off all of your missions to Luke!" He paused again, and a triumphant smirk graced his face. "Now, I need you to get Nebo and bring over a car. Why? Because mine, is thrashed! Yes I'm sure I'm not drunk!" Nick looked like he was ready to punch something, even though there was a smile on his face.

"Good. Hurry up, this is extremely important. And don't tell anyone else, okay?" With a grunt, he stuffed the phone in a random pocket in his trench coat and sighed again when he saw the look on Peter's face. There was a lint in his eye, and it wasn't a good one.

Peter however was unaware of all of this and spoke something that felt so natural to him he had a hard time wondering if it was deja-vu he was experiencing. "What's wrong old man?"

Nick ignored the child who grinned up at him in a demeanor that oddly fit him well, and turned to the other children. He really had no idea what to do with them, and where there parents were, or if they even had any. When he took a step forward they both stumbled back on the car. He rubbed his nose again. "Do you two live around here?" He was hoping against hope they did, and then he wouldn't have to take care of them.

Against them however, was Peter. He was someone Nick couldn't afford to leave here, in this crap hole of a neighborhood. After what he saw he'd done (which Nick really want to disbelieve) it would be utterly stupid of him to.

To his chagrin, they slowly shook their heads.

"Great. Just frigging great." Nick muttered under his breath, so only Peter could catch it. He laughed and tugged at his trenchcoat. "Guess you shouldn't have nearly killed them huh old man?" Though it was innocent, Nick felt the urge to growl. Why did everyone find it so damn funny to make fun of his age?

A great growl echoed through the air. The girl squeaked and hid behind the boy, who was looking around trying to find what it was that did that. When it seemed like it had stopped for the time being, it started again, making all eyes fall on Peter.

He noticed the eyes on him and gulped a little. Nick raised an eyebrow at the boy, silently asking him what the hell was wrong with his stomach to be that loud. "Uh… I'm really hungry I guess."

"Goddamn! What the hell happened here?" They all looked behind Peter and Nick to see a black car pull up nearby with someone's head sticking out of it. That someone had strange white hair and a confident but amused look on his face, and two faint scars by his eyes similar to the only other boy besides Peter.

He turned his eyes to Nick and laughed. "I saw that binder full of paperwork not far away Nick. Why did you have to take your drunken frustrations out on the poor thing?" Peter looked up at Nick who looked as if he was ready to throw something again. And the nearest thing to him was… well, him.

With a cautionary glance at him and the space a foot away, along with the faint tingle in the back of his head, Peter sidestepped away.

"It's about time you got here Nebo. I've been waiting what, an hour?" The man known as Nebo shrugged carelessly and got out of the car, revealing him to be rather tall and wearing jeans and a dress shirt. Peter rolled his eyes. He didn't think that was fitting for someone who seemed so… old.

"Nick, Nick, Nick. You know you have no sense of time right? You called me not fifteen minutes ago!" He looked behind him and saw the car and snorted, before switching his gaze to the children, sans Peter. "WWho did you hit this time? There's not going to be a lawsuit is there?" Nick grunted and pushed Peter forward a little.

"I didn't hit anyone. I would've if this kid hadn't came along." There was a bit of pride in his voice when another grin appeared on his goateed face.

Nebo blanched and looked at Peter. "Okay, now I know that you were drunk and high at that! Honestly Nick, I'm glad your being modest, for once," Nick clenched his fist, "but this little brat? He doesn't even look like he can open a door without supervision much less stop a car."

"Believe it Nebo. This, is the one that got the goop." Nick said with a devious smirk, making Nebo's eyes widen. Venom however wasn't flattered by being called "goop". "Goop? I have a name!"

Nebo walked up to the boy and knelt down, before looking at his eyes. The pupils were dilated a little. "He looks exactly like…" Nick nodded somberly. "Yes, I know that. But I don't think its him. And that, isn't important right now. What s however, is getting him out of here."

Peter backed off from Nebo and looked at Nick confusedly. "What do you mean, "getting him out of here?" This is where I live! I can't just leave you know!" He said while Venom was saying, "I told you we should've left."

Nick ignored him. Did you see the tow truck?" Nebo nodded and pointed over his shoulder. "A couple of minutes ago. Guy got stuck by a red light. He should be here soon though. I wouldn't want to leave this car here either. It's liable to get stolen for spare parts."

'There's an scenario I didn't want to know about.' Nick picked up the two children on the back trunk and walked to the car, and opened the back door. "Hey what are you doing? Put us down!" Yelled the boy who was squirming in his ears, while Nebo had a similar yell of protest. "Don't you dare put those two brats in my car! Do you know how much I paid for those seats? They'll get them all dirty!"

"I'll pay for them then." Nick said while inwardly he was thinking along the lines of, 'Yeah right.'

Nebo dropped the subject but wouldn't stop talking. "Well don't you think it's a little conspicuous to be kidnapping to dirty little kids and taking them home with you?"

"This coming from a man who peeks on women's aerobic classes. Don't start Nebo. They don't live around there, I already asked. I need to call the proper authorities and see where they live, or if they live anywhere at all." He put the two inside the car and shut the door just as the boy was ready to jump out.

"Whatever. What about the little hero here? What do you plan to do with him?" Peter had the sneaking feeling they were talking about him, and began to inch away. "I'm not sure. He has potential though."

Nebo raised an eyebrow. "How? He looks like a wet noodle!"

Nick for the first time that day was strangely calm. He raised his hand and stopped Nebo from continuing on, noticing the glare that Peter was sending his way. "I won't go into details for now. All you need to know is that he jumped into that cart," he nudged his head to the crumpled mess that used to be the shopping cart, "that was in front of the car, threw the two kids out of it, and into those," he pointed to the still fresh looking black and white webs that shimmered in the fading light.

Inside, Nebo was laughing his ass off at this, even though he could tell the other man was telling the truth. Outside however, he didn't look the least bit fazed. In fact, he didn't even look impressed. "Sure he did. Still looks like he's a noodle to me," he paused, "but how did he make those?" He asked, pointing to the webs curiously. "Not even the other brat can do that. Is he a mutant or something?"

Nick shook his head, knowing exactly who he was talking about. "I don't know, but I think I have an idea. I'll explain later. I'm pretty sure he isn't a mutant though." Nebo groaned childishly and scratched his head. "So much for porting his little ass of to Xavier's, then. Oh well, let's get out of here. I got pulled over so many times by bums asking to wash my front shield with rags I didn't even want to know where they were, I'm pretty sure I'll have to burn my wipers and bleach the glass before I feel safe touching it again." They started walking to the car.

Nick opened the passenger seat and was about to step in when he saw Peter staring at them, still in his same spot. He shook his head and sighed a little. "You coming kid?" Peter didn't know what to say. The day had started out so simple. He was jumping from rooftops to rooftops having the time of his life, and then it all spiraled down to this.

"Just to let you know, jumping from building to building isn't simple at all." Venom chided absently.

Nick heard a ruffling next to him and turned to see Nebo take a plastic baggy out of nowhere and pull a submarine sandwich out. He glared at him. "Is that why it took twenty minutes for you to get here?" Nebo shrugged and peeled the paper down off of the delicious sandwich. "Fifteen. What can I say? The people around here know how to make a mean sub."

Nick grinned and nodded. "Uh huh, I hear you." He snatched the sandwich from his hands and stepped outside the car, waving it in the air a little. "Still hungry kid?" Peter's eyes widened at the sandwich and he nodded, albeit hesitantly.

"All yours." Nick tossed the sandwich in front of him, much far away from Peter. Nebo yelled out in horror at the sight of a perfectly good waste of food, as there was no way Peter could catch it in time.

When it seemed like all was lost, a thin white line made a thwip sound, and yanked the sandwich from the air. Nebo darted his eyes to Peter, who was now walking toward them, biting into the sandwich vigorously.

"How did you-" Nebo started to ask as Peter opened up the back seat and stepped inside, before shutting it.

Nick grinned a little and started the car for the dumbstruck, white haired man. "Psychology. You feed them, and they shall come."

If Peter thought his life was changing before, he sure would have a few surprises in the near future.

Whoo! It took me a while to get to this one. I went through TEN whole documents just to find the right scenario and I STILL am not sure if this was the best one! This is going to cross into the Narutoverse, around the time Peter gets older, but I wanted to get in what his life was like before getting there. We all know how Naruto's life was like after all.

Nebo, is a character not widely known. I think his only appearance was in Spider-Man vs Wolverine #1 a couple of years ago. He was the one who trained Peter when he stayed in Russia to hone his powers and all that jazz. His appearance here does have sway with the story though, and he isn't mere canon fodder. As for Nick, I know his personality isn't anywhere near what it should be, and again, it is because he has a place in the story too.

I hate the end of the chapter for some reason. I just couldn't find a suitable reason for Peter to go with them other than that, whcih is pretty stupid to me. When I do I'll most likely edit this chapter.

As for the time Peter crosses into the Naruto-verse, that will take at least another chapter. Sorry! ^^