It had been some time since the day Tony, Pepper and Natasha adopted Peter. They had to pay off a lot of people to keep it out of the press, they came to the conclusion that if word had gotten out that Peter was now a Stark he wouldn't have the freedom to sneak away to patrol the city. After the adoption Tony 'suggested' that Peter take a couple days off school, and no matter how many times they all asked him for the name of the boy who beat him, he wouldn't budge. Wanda refused to read his mind, to respect his privacy.
So here he was Monday morning, getting ready for his first day back to school as Peter Benjamin Stark Romanoff, but at school nothing has changed… he's still the same old boring Peter B. Parker. Peter decided to wear a pair of black jeans, a gray star wars long sleeve that says 'Han shot first', over that he wore his gray sweater and his signature brown jacket.
He grabbed his book bag and opened the door to his room to head to the kitchen to get something to eat when something hit his forehead. 'Come on spidey sense… what the hell?' he thought to himself. "O-Oh my gosh Peter, I'm so sorry. I-I was- I…" Wanda stutterd trying to apologise, hitting him on his forehead 'stupid powers stop doing this to me.' she screamed in her head. "...I was just about to knock.."
"It's ok Wanda, wh-what did you need?" he asked, rubbing his forehead. "O-Oh I was just coming to get you for breakfast, before you're late." Wanda blushed, embarrassed, about what just happened.
They made their way to the kitchen, Peter ate his giant plate of pancakes, eggs, and bacon that Natash made for him. "спасибо мама (thank you mama.)" he kissed his mother's cheek then made his way down to meet Happy to take him to school.
They pulled up to the back of the school where Happy would drop him off and pick him up. He made his way to his locker where Ned and MJ were waiting for him. "Hey guys." he opened his locker taking out what he would need for the first period. "Hey Peter" "Hey loser" Ned and MJ greeted. "So Pete, do you want to come over and watch the Star Wars movies?" asked Ned, as they walked down the hallway. "Oh I'm sorry Ned I already promised Wanda that I would hang out with her today." he apologised. "No worries, maybe next time. I still can't believe that you're friends with the Avengers." said Ned.
They made it to their first period. The rest of the morning went by uneventfully, that was until lunch. They all had different classes for the period before lunchtime.
Peter was walking to get in line to save a spot for Ned and MJ, that was until there was a crowd gathering in the courtyard outside of the lunch room. "Flash! Flash! Flash!" The crowd was cheering. He made his way to the center of it to see that Flash and his goons were lifting up one of his classmates and shoving his face into his food. "Come on, eat your vegetables Gorden!" " Flash! Come on man, put him down." Peter tries to get Flash to put him down. "Oh Hey Penis… hey get a picture of this." Flash smiles thinking that he's gonna do it. "No put him down man, Gordon don't eat it man, don't eat it. Flash, come on man stop being such a dick." there was a cry of 'oh's' and 'shit did he just say that', they threw Gorden to the floor. "Gorden man are yo-..." Peter tries to go and check on his classmate but Flash hits him across the face causing him to fall to the floor hard. 'Is my spidey sense not working anymore?' Flash and his goons kicking him and punching him repeatedly. They tired out and just left him there, Peter struggles to get up and make his way to the restroom.
He looks in the mirror, to see that he has a bruise forming on the left side of his jaw, a bloody nose and a cut under his right eye, he spits in the sink to see blood. Peter sits in one of the stalls groaning in pain from the beat down he just had. He leans his head against the stall, tears falling down his face, the salt in his tears burning the cut under his eye. "Well, It's better than Gorden, at least I've dealt with his shit my whole life."
After a while of silent sobs and tears he composes himself, he walks over to one of the sinks and rinses out his mouth from the taste of blood, and cleans up his nose. He lifts his shirt to see bruises around his torso, the bruise on his jaw is more prominent, and now there's a forming bruise on his right eye.
The bell rings signaling that lunch is now over and he slowly makes his way to his next class. He puts on his hood to hide the bruises on his face, and sits in the back of the class. He puts his head down crossing his arms on the desk, zoning out the teacher and everything. 'Maybe just a nap.'
'Hey Pete.'
'Uncle Ben? W-What are you doing here?'
'I've always been here. I've seen everything that's happened to you…' Peter looks down afraid of where this is going. '...even what my once loving wife did to you.' he snapped his head up to look at him. 'Yes Peter I know, that your Aunt May took her anger out on you whenever she got angry, and kicked you out on the street when she couldn't afford to feed you.' Peter started tearing up at the fact that he saw everything. 'I also know about the abandoned buildings… and the self harming… Peter, I know that you've been through so much at such a young age, and you have no idea how much I want to take your pain away. Peter everything that you have been through every punch, every kick, and bullet you have taken, and yet you still keep your head held high, and you get back up, and you get back out there and protect this city when it has shown you nothing but hate and violence, I am so proud to call you my family. Your parents and I are so proud of you…'
"Peter… Peter wake up, wake up, class is over." Ms. Warren's eyes widened when she saw his face. "Given that you look like you've been punished enough I'll let this slide, just this once." "O-Ok." Peter nods in response, grabs his bag and walks to his next class. Mr. Harrington has always turned a blind eye when Flash would do something, so Peter hated his class. At least school was almost over.
After an argument between Happy that he was ok, and some convincing to not call Tony they finally drove back to the tower. Happy kept looking in the rearview mirror to check if he was ok, Peter eventually put up the divider.
They pulled up to the Tower, Peter was about to open the door when the doors locked and the divider lowered revealing Happy looking in the mirror at him. "Happy, what's going on?" He asked. "Your mothers and Wanda are waiting for you in your room." His eyes widened. "Happy you promised you wouldn't call them!" Peter argued. "Technically, I Promised I wouldn't call Tony. I never said anything about calling Pepper." Peter sighed and got out of the car and made his way in the building, and up the elevator. "Good evening Peter, Ms. Romanoff, Ms. Stark and Wanda are awaiting your presence in your room. Shall I inform them of your arrival?" He looked up at the ceiling. "Do I have a choice?" There was a pause before she answered. "Given the state you're currently in… no, no you do not." Friday answered. "Thanks a lot Friday."
Peter made his way to his room taking his sweet time, not ready to talk. He stood outside his door, sighed hard and looked at the ground. Peter opened his door to be greeted by both of his mother's sitting on his bed and Wanda sitting in the swivel chair at his desk. "Peter what happened? Are you ok?" Pepper got up and checked his face to see the damage.
Nat saw him holding the left side of his torso, so she got off the bed, walked over to him, moved his hand and lifted his shirt. Her eyes widened with anger to see bruises again, there was a giant bruise by his rib and multiple scattered around his stomach. She looked in his eyes with tears threatening to come out. "Детка, скажи, пожалуйста, кто это сделал? (Baby, please tell me who did this?)" Peter slightly shook his head looking down.
Natasha cupped his face with both hands and leaned her forehead against his. "мы ничего не будем делать. мы просто хотим, чтобы это прекратилось. (we won't do anything. We just want it to stop.)" She whispered, tears falling from mother and son. "Юджин Томпсон (Eugene Thompson) He call himself Flash." he barely whispers, she hugs him then kisses his forehead. "Спасибо (thank you)"
Natasha nodded to Pepper and they both left, leaving just Wanda.
Peter went to sit on his bed, but before he could Wanda gripped him into a tight hug. "Thank you for telling us." she tells him in his ear sending a tingling sensation up his spine causing him to slightly shiver. Wanda notices it and giggles. She sits down on his bed while he puts his bag down and takes off his jackets.
"I don't see why this is such a big deal, I've dealt with his shit since the third grade. Plus the beatings just continued at-..." Peter cut himself off when he realized that he almost told her that after Ben died she took her anger out on him, if not by beating the crap out of him until she was tired, it was by starving him, and with his enhanced metabolism he would pass out at random times of the day.
"'Continued at' What?" Wanda asked, scared to know. "N-Nothing, Nevermind… It doesn't matter." He dismissed it, distracting himself by grabbing his homework. Wanda sat at the end of his bed facing towards his desk, she used her magic and pulled him in the swivel chair to her. "Peter… Why wont you tell me?" she looked at him with sorrow in her eyes, he looked down with tears stinging in his eyes. "Peter?" she tried to look him in the eyes but he wouldn't look at her. Peter knows that she can read minds and it would be better if he let her read his... then to tell her, so he grabbed her hand and put her fingers on the side of his head. Wanda got the hint, she was hesitant and if being totally honest a bit scared of what she might see, her eyes glowed red and a red mist formed around her fingers… then she entered his mind.
"Uncle Ben! No no no! Wait, somebody help! You're gonna be ok. Help! Somebody call an ambulance!." Peter held his uncle Ben, trying to stop the bleeding from his stomach.
"It's your fault! You piece of shit, You killed him!" May yelled at Peter, kicking him in the ribs while he's on the kitchen floor.
"Awww is poor Penise Parker gonna cry? Why don't you run home to mommy?... Oh wait you don't have one do you?" Flash mocked a twelve year old Peter.
"Damn Parker, you're so weak no wonder your uncle died… he was probably ashamed to be related to you." She saw what happened last week.
"Poor Peter Parker... no mother... no father... no uncle… all alone.." the lizard held Peter with his tail. Peter in his homemade suit with no mask, cuts on his Jaw, cheek, and above his left eyebrow.
Peter sits in an abandoned building crouched in the corner of a room crying with his knees to his chest. "Why do I still keep going? There's no one who'll care if I'm gone." Peter holds a knife to his wrist.
Wanda moves her hand away from him crying, she grabs his left arm and lifts up his sleeve to see multiple deep scars going from his wrist and disappearing up his arm. Peter yanks his arm away, pulling down his sleeve ashamed of the scars he put there. 'How does he keep going? Why would anyone hurt Peter… my Peter.' Wanda engulfs him into a hug crying into his shoulder.
A few minutes after Wanda stopped crying she still refused to let him go. "W-Wanda? Are you gonna let me go?" she shakes her head no in the crook of his neck. "Can I at least sit on the bed? This position is starting to get uncomfortable." she nods yes, in response. "Can you let go so I can sit on the bed?" "no" she says into his neck, her voice sending vibrations throughout his body. 'God that felt nice.' he thinks to himself. He stands up with Wanda standing with him, he sits on the bed and without thinking Wanda straddles him. 'Crap… why am I sitting on him? Does he want me to get off? Noo! If I do that he'll see how emarrest I am. Uhh! What should I do?' Wanda mentaly argues with herself. "W-Wanda?" she hums in response. "Th-thers something I-I've been meaning to tell you." 'Come on Pete don't mess this up, you've gotta do this. It's now or never.' he's brought out of his thoughts when he realized Wanda is staring at him. "I- th-..." he takes a deep breath.
"I-I like you Wanda, ever since I started coming here, I've wanted to say this to you. And ask you would-..." Wanda crashed her lips to his shuting him up. The kiss was amazing, better than anything either of them could ever imagine, she kissed him with so much love and want. Wanda felt like she was in heaven, the kiss went on for what felt like an eternity, it could have been days, hours, or it could have been just a couple of seconds. They broke the kiss when air became a necessity, they were leaning their foreheads against one another breathing heavily. "So Is that a yes?" he asked, eyes still closed. "To what?" Peter giggled. "To my question." She looked confused. "Sorry, I stopped listening after you said you liked me." Wanda blushed. "What was the question again?" she asked, now very shy. "W-well, before you cut me off, I was gonna ask if... y-you'd go out with me?" Peter asked, his voice getting higher at the end.
Wanda didn't respond, she just crushed their lips together again, kissing him so passionately. The kiss went on longer and heavier, a kiss that turned into a makeout session. "So… I'm gonna… take.. That as…. A yes?" Peter asked in between kisses. Wanda smiled at his need for an answer, she pulled away taking a deep breath. "Yes Peter i'll go out with you… now stop talking your ruining the moment." she joked. "O-ok." Wanda leaned in and kissed him again, this time there was more lust to it.
Peter leaned back on the bed with Wanda still straddling him and getting more and more heated. "Ow ow ow…" Wanda pulled away realizing she was leaning on his ribs, where the giant bruise was. "Oh my god Pete… are you ok?" She sat up trying to make sure he was ok. "Yeah, yeah I'm ok. Just hurt a bit." Wanda was about to kiss him again when there was a knock at the door. "Hey… нет внуков (no grandchildren), Мне всего тридцать семь. Я слишком молода, чтобы быть бабушкой. (I'm only thirty five. I'm too young to be a grandmother)." Natasha yelled from the other side of the door. Peter blushed so hard turning more red than his suit. "Мама!... Уходите. (Mom!... Go away!)" he yelled back.
"What?... What did she say?" Wanda asked, confused and noticing his very blushing face. "Um... maybe it's better if you don't know." Now she looked curious. 'Maybe just a peek into his mind.' she read his mind to understand what Nat yelled through the door. Wanda's eyes widened and she started blushing at the mention of them having… sex. Wanda got off of him and sat on the bed next to him still blushing, and let's just say that due to her now racing thoughts, she's going to need a change of underwear.
"Wanda, do…" she looked at Peter, very self conscious. "...do you want to be my-... my girlfriend?" He looked in her eyes scared that she'd say no. But given that she agreed to go on a date with him and what just happened… and was about to happen, he had to ask. "Y-yes." Wanda smiled, and latched onto him bringing their lips together.
"Peter, Tony has informed me to tell you, and I quote 'To stop having crazy monkey sex, and to get your ass's down here dinner is ready.'" Fryday spoke, interrupting them, causing them to blush uncontrollably.
The next morning Peter was having a good day. He now has a beautiful girlfriend who kissed him goodbye on his way out… when no one was looking, Natasha made him his favorite breakfast french toast, Flash hadn't bothered him all morning. Now he was on his way to lunch, that morning he explained why he disappeared at lunch yesterday, they decided to meet Peter at his classroom then walk to lunch. They sat down at their usual table when they heard the intercom go off. "Eugine Tompson to the principal's office, Eugine Tompson to the principal's office." Flash walked by Peter and smacked him on the head. "What do you think that was about?" Ned asked, Peter sighed. "I don't know… but I have a bad feeling." He watched Flash walk away worried.
In the principal's office
In the principal's office Tony, Pepper, Natasha, and Wanda were sitting across Principal Wallace. To the right of them was Flash's mother, the former top donator of Midtown High. "Again we would like to apologise for the mistreatment of your son Ms. Romanoff, and your personal intern Mr. Stark, and we thank you for your generous donation." Principal Wallace went to shake Tony's hand but Pepper shook it instead, it confused him for a moment but realized he probably doesn't like touching strangers if he can help it.
"Mr Stark, Ms. Romanoff I would like to humbly apologise for my son's behavior, and I will be removing him from this school." Ms. Tompson apologised. Just then 'Flash' walked in, and the first thing he noticed was his mothers pissed off face then he noticed Tony Stark, Black widow, and Wanda Maximoff, he gulped now scared.
"So, you're the one who beats up my son" Natasha stands eyeing him like she wants to gut him like a fish. "S-Son, um who are we talking about exactly?" That just pissed her off even more, Wanda was thinking about setting him on fire. "My son, Peter Parker… he's been coming home…. Covered in bruises, cuts on his face, broken ribs, does any of this ring any bells?" She toyed with him to see if he was lying. "N-no I-I can't s-say that it does." Now Wanda was beyond pissed, she walked over to him eyes glowing red, mist coming from her hands, Flash backed up until he hit the wall. Ms. Tompson was about to do something but Natasha stopped her and Tony stopped Principle Wallace.
"Listen here 'Flash', If you ever touch my boyfriend again I will put you in a never ending nightmare you won't ever wake up from…" Wanda touched the cement wall next to his face, cracking it with her magic. "...you have no idea what he's been through, his parents disappeared when he was five, his uncle was murdered and bleed out in front of him, his only living relative beat him everyday after that. She kicked him out when he became useless to her, he was homeless for a year before we took him in. Then we find out he gets bullied and beaten up at the one place we thought he was safe, we are only here now because he wouldn't tell us who you were, and another thing the only reason you're still standing is because he made me promise not to kick your teeth in. you stay away from MY Peter, If I see you within city limits of him I will tear your head off and feed you to a pack of wolves! Do I make myself clear!" Wanda yelled, shattering the concrete wall completely. He only nodded in response.
"Good, any questions?" she tilted her head to the right, still mad and eyes glowing red. "I-Is Penis really your boyfriend?" Wanda grabbed him by his shirt. "What did you call him?!" "P-Peter, I said Peter!" She threw him to the floor next to the door. "Get. Out!" she screamed.
Flash and his mother ran out of the office, and out of the school. "W-wait hold on you can't do that, I'll have you arrested for threatening a student and destruction of property! I'll have you all arrested!" Principal Wallace yelled. "No you won't, Mr. Wallace I didn't make a donation to this school, I bought the place." Tony walked over to Wallace straightening his suit. "You are very lucky I don't sue your ass for everything you're worth, which if I had to guess would only buy me breakfast, but I'm a reasonable guy so I'll only take your job, and find someone more suitable." He whispered in his face.
"You did what?!" Peter yelled after they told him what happened. Wanda looked embarrassed blushing uncontrollably. "I can't believe you bought my school!" He sat down next to Wanda on the couch trying to process everything.
The elevator dinged, signaling that someone was here, but everyone that had access to this floor was here. He turned around to see Nick Fury and Maria Hill, his eyes widened. "Oh you're finally here." Tony chimed. "Pete FYI I have no idea how to run a school so…" Tony walked up to Maria Hill and patted her on the shoulder. "Meet your new Principal.'' Both him and Maria Hill were surprised.
'You gotta be kidding me? A shield agent is my new Principal?' "W-Wait a minute, Director Fury, you said I'd be going on a new challenging mission." Fury shrugged. "You said challenging, what's more challenging than a couple of teenagers?" Maria scuffed. "A couple of teenagers, more like four hundred."
'My Day can't get any worse.' Peter thought to himself.
Across town
"Stop her, Now! Don't let her get away." a man in a ski mask yells.
A little girl wearing a hospital gown Is running for her life…..