Here where our hero last was spotted

The young hero was back into his normal clothing and in front of the place where his life all started. His palms where sweaty and his breathing was jagged. He was beyond nervous and he just wanted everything to turn out perfect from this visit.

He whipped his hands on his dark wash jeans and took a long deep breath. "Here goes nothing," he thought as he rang the doorbell. Since he has super hearing he could hear somebody on the other sidewalk down to the front door.

"Just a minute." A female voice called out. He couldn't decide if this was his aunt's voice or some random females. His worries at the fact being could he be at the wrong house. Maybe she's not his aunt, but some ransoms stranger trying to be nice to him.

Before he had the chance to leave from the house, the door was widely opened to revel a older women. She wore glasses that nicely framed her face and had a long sleeve pink shirt on and a white vest. Her dark jeans made her short stature apparent to Peter. He snapped out of his daze when he saw her face. She looked shocked and over all excited.

"Um... Hello my name is Peter Pa-" he was cut off when a bone crushing hug by his aunt. He could feel her tears soaking his through his shirt. He felt the tears well up in his eyes as well. He was home and that's all that mattered to him at the very moment.

The two stayed like this for a long time. He didn't want to end the hug from his aunt. He had finally found a family member and it was something like a dream. But it wasn't a dream; Steve wouldn't be coming in any minute to wake him up out of this wonderful dream. He's met a real family member and it's a dream come true.

They finally pulled apart and it hit Peter that he to was crying. He quickly whipped his tears and took a step back from his aunt.

"C-come in Peter you must be freezing!" She exclaimed. Even if they've never met until now she treated him like family.

Aunt May took a step inside to the side to let Peter in the house. As he entered the house he quickly checked his surroundings. There was a small living room where the fireplace was and pictures were all around the fireplace.

Peter was drawn to the photographs like a fly is drawn to the light. He saw a picture of a little boy; a man in his early thirties and women that looks like Peter does now. He picked up the photo and looked closer at the loving family.

"That was taken just three days before they passed."

His heart broken into many pieces was this the final time he would be in a loving family.

"How'd they pass?" Peter never turned around to face his aunt. He kept his eyes closely glued to the photograph.

"A car accident while going to a business meeting to down town. Your uncle Ben and me had no idea what to do.

But we managed until I was diagnosed with cancer." Aunt mays voice broke off into a small whimpered noise. She was crying at the painful memory of losing the only family she had. "Then we couldn't feed you because of the bills so tony your father stepped in. He was a friend your biological father. And he promised we could see you any time we wanted. We tried to see you but he wouldn't let us. We love you Peter and please don't forget that." Aunt May was to kind hearted. Peter hadn't been able to know his family because of Steve and Tony's selfish needs to create a family.

Peter placed the photograph back on the mantel and took deep breaths to stop him from crying. Somebody he barely knew had never loved him like this. He turned around to see the free falling tears escape from his aunt. She had needed him in her life like he had needed her in his.

" I'll say this one time aunt may. I will never leave you." His words were serious with a strained sound. He was so close to crying but wouldn't do it in front of his aunt. Not because he didn't trust her but he needed to be strong for her.

"Well Peter do you want anything to eat. I've made pasta with meatballs I hop-" Peter cut her off "pasta is my favorite dish." He gave her a genuine smile and she lead him to the kitchen. The food looked and smelled amazing. She clearly was a better cook than Steve ever could be.

"This is my home." He thought with a smile.

"What's so funny Peter?" She questioned.

"Oh... Nothing."

Peter stayed at his aunt's house for two days they talked about his family he never knew and it was all an emotional experience for the young hero. He never wanted to leave apartment 36. It was his new and permanent home.

He was now at school where he had learned through the grape vine that Gwen and Eric or as he now wants to be called Flash are dating. It really didn't bother him at all. In fact he enjoyed the time he was able to spend with his aunt.

Flash hadn't spoken a single word to Peter once he left the Tower. The heroes probably knew where he was but just didn't want to come take him home. It didn't bother him in the slightest.

Peter had met this one girl named Darcy she was a knock out blond with a bubbly vibe. Not only that but she was a honor student because she applied her self in all her subjects. She's the female version of Peter.

But she wasn't a hero.

She was a normally bubbly girl who knew nothing of Peter Parker.

He was in his chemistry class with Darcy when she bluntly asked him out. He was in a dream state for the rest of the afternoon. Not even flash bullying him would make him snap out of his lover stage.

For him Darcy Jones was different but yet so perfect.

Well here you go now you guys can stop complain I'll try and update more often for y'all.

What do you think about aunt may

What about Darcy and Peter

Do you think Peter should easily forgive Tony and Steve

4. What do you guys think of Gwen and Flash?

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