Author's Note: As promised, here is chapter 3! Please enjoy!
"Nothing like watching your relatives fight, I always say."
—Rick Riordan
It was definitely different fighting crime as part of a team.
"Spider-Man," Natasha's voice filled his ear on his comn-link. Peter swung high into the air and allowed himself to relish the feeling of swinging through the air. It was this that made being a superhero in high school worthwhile—this freedom; this amazing feeling of being able to soar through the sky like it was nothing. "You see anything?" The teenager scanned the city streets below, but was unable to find the cause of the disturbance that had sent the team out.
"Nothing besides cars and people," He replied, shooting another web forward. "Maybe the alarm malfunctioned?"
"Not possible!" Iron Man was suddenly flying beside him and Peter almost forgot to catch his next piece of webbing in shock. He was definitely going to need some time to get used to this—that he was now part of Earth's mightiest heroes. "My tech functions perfectly."
"Something caused the alarm to go off," Cap's commanding voice said. "We should keep looking—just in case. Iron Man head left, Spider-Man, take right."
"Yeah." Tony flew off and Peter nodded his head.
"You got it, Cap." He changed course and he smirked a little as a few girls exclaimed as he passed above them. It was out of the corner of his eye that he saw it—flashing blue that seemed to be forming a perfect circle on one of the rooftops. Immediately, he swung over to it. "Guys, I've—"
Lightning struck the ground and Peter yelped in surprise. More bolts rained down from the heavens and the next thing he knew, a man stood in the middle of the circle. Peter cautiously stepped towards him, recognizing him from somewhere, but unable to place it.
"Am I on Midgard?" The man's voice boomed as he spun his hammer in his hand.
"Mid-what? Peter echoed.
"Is that Thor?" Clint's voice asked.
"Who?" Peter questioned.
"Answer quickly, mortal," The man—Thor?—inquired once more. "I have business to—"
"Thor!" Tony exclaimed as he landed on the building beside Peter. Instantly, the man grinned and rushed over to Iron Man.
"I have returned!" Thor shouted, though Peter was realizing quickly that this wasn't unusual for him. The guy seemed to have quite the booming voice. "Who is this young mortal?"
"Spider-Man," Peter told him, extending his hand. He received a tight hug instead, which took him by surprise. "Um, nice to meet you?"
"He's the newest Avenger," Tony explained to which Thor nodded once he released the teenager. "So, you coming must've set off the alarms."
"There is trouble?" Thor's demeanor suddenly shifted from carefree to on edge.
"No, I don't think—"
The familiar sensation of unease pricked the back of Peter's neck. Anxiously, he glanced around and spotted the ball of energy hurtling directly at Iron Man. Quickly, Peter webbed him and used all of his strength to pull him out of the way.
"Woah!" Tony shouted. "Nice save, kid."
"What the hell was that?" Clint growled.
"No idea," Steve mumbled. "Peter, Tony, stay put, we're coming to you." Peter's eyes widened as more energy balls hurtled towards them.
"Might be easier said than done, Cap!" Tony informed him, shooting the balls with some of his weapons, dissipating their energy. Thor took his hammer and swung at the energy balls, much like a baseball does at a game. Before Peter knew it, Natasha, Clint, and Steve were suddenly on the rooftop beside him.
And suddenly, the energy balls had vanished.
"Well, that's not foreboding or anything." Tony remarked.
"Bruce, you got anything on the computers?" Steve asked, as Bruce had remained back at the tower. As he had explained it to Peter, the Hulk was always a last response.
"Whatever it was, just vanished." He replied.
"So, what do we do—?" Clint began to ask when Peter's spider-sense hit again. Furiously glancing around, he tried to see what it was that was making him so worried.
"Bomb." Peter breathed and immediately all the Avengers' gazes were on the inconspicuous black box that was now beeping furiously. Without thinking, Peter webbed it and quickly spun it around with his webbing.
"What the hell are you doing?" Natasha snapped, but Peter didn't answer. He hadn't had to do this before, but in theory it was supposed to work. Then again, in theory, he should've probably died from that spider bite. The beeping increased in noise until Peter finally released the line of webbing. The box flew straight up and not five seconds later, it exploded, debris raining down on the team.
"Anything else going to try and kill us today?" Tony murmured and the team tensed up, waiting to see if there were any more tricks in store for them. The team waited, but nothing more occurred.
"This was not the homecoming that I had anticipated." Thor informed the group and Clint smirked slightly and the comment seemed to drain the tension out of the group.
"Back to the tower," Steve ordered. "Now."
They all did as they were told, yet, Peter couldn't help but wonder why whoever had tried to attack them had suddenly just stopped. Still, he was an Avenger now. He could handle whatever was out there.
It would all be okay.
Author's Note: And Thor is here! Yay! Next chapter, we'll get some bonding fluff as well as more information on who attacked the Avengers. Please review if you have a chance!