AN: hey every one. To the two guest reviews. I heard that spiderman was going to be in thesecond Avengers by my uncle, who works with Sony. I also watched the trailer. And to the "interesting" is that a good or a bad interesting. So do you like it people? This will be a Peter/OC story.

Character description:

Emmalline Black:

A twenty year old girl. She was olive skinned, with black hair, and red brown eyes. Until she was kidnapped by Oscorp, and put into a room that they pumped in. She was effected, and she is now an platinum blonde, with violet eyes that have a blood red ring on the outside of the irises. Her skin is pale.

Peter Parker:

Andrew Garfield people. Andrew Garfield.

Harry Osborn:

Dane DeHaan.

Tony Stark:

Robert Downey Jr.

Steve Rogers:

Chris Evans.

Thor:

Chris Hemsworth

Loki:

Tom Hiddleston

Clint Barton:

Jeremy Renner

Natasha Romenoff:

Scarlett Johansson

Bruce Banner:

Mark Ruffalo.

Selvig:

Stellan Skarsgård.

Pepper:

Gwyneth Paltrow

Jarvis:

Paul Bettany

Jane Foster:

Natalie Portman

Gwen Stacy:

Emma Stone

Story playlist:

1. Impossible- Shonettel

2. Titanium- Madilan Bailey

3. Who are you- fifth harmony

Devil Within- Digital Daggers

5. Hurricane 2.0- 30 seconds to mars

6. Someone else- Miley Cyres

7. My give a damns busted- JoDee Macina

So if I'm missing anyone I'm sorry. But I'm sticking to what I have. This is only my second fic, so be nice. I don't take flames, at all. You will regret flaming. I promise you, I'm not afraid to flame back. I am going to replace the chapters I have with edited versions, but my beta hasn't gotten back to me, so if anyone wants to beta for me, it would be much appreciated. Enjoy this chapter.

I walked out of the bathroom with a towel in my hair. I had my black ripped skinny jeans, with a spaghetti strap tank with a leather jacket over with cuts in the arms. My stiletto knee high boots were over my jeans. My entire outfit was black. My now white hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. I walked down the stairs and turned into the dining room. "JARVIS, where is every one?" "They are in the living room, miss Black." I grabbed an apple, and walked over to the living room. Every one was sitting down watching Divergent. Everyone except Peter, Stark, and Bruce. "Hey." Thor turned. "Friend of Peter! Welcome, come sit and watch the moving pictures." (AN: sorry, I really can't do Thor.) "Thanks Thor, but could you tell me where Peter is, I need to talk to him." I felt an arm wrap around my abdomen. I threw my elbow back, but it was caught by a hand. I smiled and leaned into the person who was holding me. Only Peter had those reflexes. "Hey, you okay." I nodded. He let go and we sat down on the love seat.

When the movie ended we all sat there and talked. None of us noticed the door open. "Emily?" I went silent. I could feel all the blood drain out of my face. I turned slowly to the door, and stood up. Looking at the man standing in the doorway. "Daddy?" I whispered. I surged forward and threw my arms around him. "My little Emily. My little girl." he said, stroking my hair. He let go and we got out of the doorway. We looked back and everyone had a bewildered look on their face. "Maybe we should explain, huh Em?" I nodded. Me and Bruce walked over to the couch. He sat there and I went back to Peter's lap.

"When Emily was little, her parents left her on my doorstep. At first I took her to an orphanage, and I would visit her every day, when she went into high school, I adopted her. When the...other guy appeared, she went to live with her best friend, Gwen Stacy. Then Dr. Conner turned into the giant lizard, Loki attacked, then electro went crazy, and Harry Osborn...killed Gwen. Then my little Emily got kidnapped by Oscorp. And here we are." Everyone was silent. Then we all started laughing. Our live's were so strange. I reached out to grab my glass of water, but when I brought it up to my mouth, the water was frozen. I dropped the glass in shock. Peter reached to clean it up and drew back cussing. "Shit, it's hot." I reached over to grab it, and I looked at him like he was crazy. "It's not hot. I don't know why you thought it was." I cleaned it up, and went back to the living room, but when I went to sit, my leg brushed up against the table and it froze, then shattered. I freaked out

backing up to the wall. I stopped before I hit the wall. "What's going on?" I whispered. I was scared. Peter had a thoughtful look on his face. "Max became Electro because he was overexposed to electricity, right? That must have been what Oscorp was testing. If an overexposure can alter a persons DNA. And it must have worked for you. You have control over nitrogen. " I shook my head frantically. "No they did the exact same thing to another person, but when they brought the person out of the room, the person had turned black with frostbite. (AN: no offense intended) When the person was touched, they broke apart. I still remember the glassy eyes, and his head rolling towards me." Stark looked at me in interest. "So why did it work for you?" I shrugged, confused. I reached out and touched a pillow, and nothing happened. I sat down on peters lap with caution, and relaxed when nothing happened.

I sat in my bed an hour later strumming my guitar.

"Shining through the darkness

Just another night

And nobody believes you

Nobody believes you can

Believes you can break through

Break through the darkness

But you just gotta

Believe you

Believe you can

rise above

I just have to break through the doubts

And know that it'll be okay

And rise above the shouts and terror

I just have to believe I can

Believe I can let go of the past

and rise above the shouts and terror

And believe I can let go of the past

You have a brain to old for your body

You've been through more pain

A girl you age should have had to go through

They call you obsessive

but can they really blame you

After all you've been through

Nobody believes you

Believes you can break through the darkness

But you just gotta believe you can

Rise above

I just have to break through the doubts

And know that it'll be okay

And rise above the shouts and terror

I just have to believe I can

Believe I can let go of the past

and rise above the shouts and terror

And believe I can let go of the past

I just have to be myself

Prove to the world I'm not that little girl anymore

I wish I could go back in time

Tell myself I will forever be innocent

I'll never lose the love and hope

Or the gleam in my eyes

I just have to be myself

How do I be myself

How can I be myself

I just have to break through the doubts

And know that it'll be okay

And rise above the shouts and terror

I just have to believe I can

Believe I can let go of the past

and rise above the shouts and terror

And believe I can let go of the past

I know now I can break through the doubts

I know now that it'll be okay

I can rise above the shouts and terror

I know I can

I know I can let go of the past

I can rise above the shouts and terror

And I know now that I can let go of the past"

I ended the song I was singing and looked up, everyone was looking at me. I smiled shyly. "It's just something I wrote." Peter walked over to the drums and sat down. "Leaving again?" I nodded. I walked over to the piano and started playing.

"A girl wakes up to the sirens

She looks up at the shadows

She knows what's going on

She packs up

Try's not to cry

But then throws up

The tears clogged in her throat.

Shes leaving again

but this time it's worse

Cause this place didn't care

Is trust so much to ask for

Is love to much to ask for

She just wanted to be loved

She just wanted a home

She comes to the conclusion

That she's better alone

She jumps up

Sensing regret in the air

Realizes something is wrong

Looks at the shadows again

Gets into the car

Drive up to another home

Step up to her new house

She looks back

Shes picked up by her new dad

Shes leaving again

but this time was worse

Because this place actually cared

Living here the rest of her life

She knows that

Trust is so much to ask for

Love is to much to ask for

She is told she is loved

She is told she has a home

But she still believes

She's better alone

Her first love gave her up

Said she was obsessive

Tore her up

Cause she loved so much

Gave her soul

Save her now

She can't get over him

Is love a curse

It seems to hate her

I'm never leaving again

But it will always be worse

How can I ever gain back that trust

When I've lied so much

To protect myself and those around me

They say they love me

But now love is to much to ask for

How is it that all I've done

And all I've said

Ive been so many chances

And I keep screwing up

So many chances

And still love remains

I'm never leaving again

Until I'm older

It's hell until I can

I've lied to much

For them to love me

Theirs lies that they do

Cut like knives

The scars to prove it

I'm better off alone."

Me and Peter finished the song. We looked at each other and smiled, we had written that song for Uncle Ben, and Gwen. The rest of the team was staring at us in shock. I shrugged. "It's nothing." I stood up and walked over to my bed."I'm going to crash. Goodnight guys."

AN: hey everyone, so what did you think? I really did write those songs. The first one is Rise Above[Let Go], the second is Leaving Again. Review please. Please please please. Review. Bye.

–Felixlover