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(Time Skip: One Hour Later)
(Location: Avengers' Tower, New York)
(Peter Parker's Point of View)

I sighed softly as I lay on my bed in the Avenger's Tower. I looked across the room and saw a photo of my team: Ava, Luke, Danny, and Sam. Before the team grew. Beside that picture was the Web Warriors.

I thought to myself, 'I really miss them. I hope that they are well, wherever they are.'

I stood up and walked toward the door. I glanced at myself in the reflection and noticed I was wearing only a pair of sweats. Though I honestly did not care too much.

I kept my web shooters on my wrists as I made my way to the communal kitchen. I was hungry and bored.

A few minutes later, I arrived at the destination.

I opened the giant fridge door and looked through it, skimming through the contents of the fridge.

I saw a pepperoni pizza and opened the box. I saw that it was only missing a piece or two. I smiled and, picked up the box, and grabbed a two-liter bottle of Root Beer.

I walked to the kitchen table and set down the Pizza Box and Root Beer bottle.

I began to eat and drink, deep in thoughts of my past and of happy memories.

All of a sudden, my Spider-Sense went off.

I jumped to the ceiling on instinct and got into a fighting stance with a slice of pizza in my hand.

A purple arrow landed where I was sitting a split second before.

I rolled my eyes and took a bite of my pizza before I walked on the ceiling and toward where the arrow came from.

I chewed and swallowed my bite before saying, "Come on, Hawkeye, come on out."

Out of the vent came Clint.

He frowned and said, "I thought I would have had you that time for sure. You were focused and distracted."

I scoffed and said, "Maybe next time, Clint."

I jumped down from the ceiling to the floor and walked back to the table to finish the pizza.

I plopped down in the chair and sighed to myself as I thought of my old friends… my family.

Clint sat down next to me and asked, "You, okay, Peter? We can talk if you want."

I glanced up at him before saying softly, "No, not at this time." I continued to eat and drink.

Hawkeye said, "You know, Pete, I understand missing people you care about."

I rolled my eyes and said, "I am sure you do… but I am fine."

I went to grab another piece of pizza and realized that I had eaten the last slice of pizza. I scowled and sighed. I stood up and chugged the rest of the Root Beer before I said, "Talk to you later, Clint."

I began to walk back to my room to put on a Spider-Man Suit or something.

Once I entered my room, I put on a long black-sleeved shirt.

I grabbed a blue backpack and stuffed a Kevlar Spider-Man Suit.

I slowly wandered toward the training room.

I sighed and entered the room.

"JARVIS set the L.M.D.s as Spider-Man, level…" I paused for a second before saying, "Hmm, let's put it at level fifteen."

"Are you sure?" Asked Stark's, A.I. Butler.

I nodded my head and said, "Yes."

JARVIS replied, "Very well. Starting training in three… two… one…"

My Spider-Sense went off, and I did a Neo Limbo duck under a kick from a Life Model Decoy.

I did a hand spring and landed on my feet.

It fired some webbing at me, and I easily dodged it.

The L.M.D. Went for a straight jab. I caught its hand in my own before I yanked him into a bear hug and crushed its robotic ribs.

I scoffed and said, "JARVIS, please send out more combatants."

"Right away, sir." Was the A.I's response.

I closed my eyes and allowed my Spider-Sense to stretch out.

I ducked under a right cross and lunged forward with a right hay maker.

My Spider-Sense went off, and I was forced to leap into the air.

I sensed movement, and I went for an Axe Kick.

My foot landed on something harder than the Life Model Decoys that I should have been fighting.

I opened up my eyes and saw Captain America in the room.

I frowned slightly, seeing him, and asked him, "What are you doing here, Cap?"

Steve Rodgers said, "I was going to get some training in. But I see that you have the room."

I sighed softly before saying, "Sorry, Captain, I was training to get some practice… I need to be better."

"Son, you are skilled and have improved." Captain America said to me.

I asked him, "Hey, Cap, is Thor still around?"

Steve shook his head and said, "Sorry, kid, but no. He just left back to Asgard an hour ago."

I sighed softly but nodded my head as I said, "Okay."

He placed a hand on my shoulder and then asked me, "Is everything alright, Pete? You know you can tell me anything."

I muttered, "First, Clint, and now you, Steve… do I actually look like I need therapy or something?"

Steve sighed and then said, "In our line of work, we all should have some therapy."

I gave him a weary nod and said tiredly, "I suppose that you are correct, Cap."

Steve gave me a small smile and a nod of his head before he said, "Come on, son, how about we get some things to eat?"

I thought about it before saying, "Sure, let's put it on Mr. Stark's Card." I smiled slightly.

Captain America smiled and said, "I know a place."

I arched an eyebrow and asked, "Okay, is it still open?"

He rolled his eyes and said, "I was there just last week."

I chuckled softly and said, "Sure."

Steve smiled and said, "Well, let's go then."

I cleared my throat and said, "I need to put on some better clothes than sweats or my Spider-Man suit."

Captain Rodgers chuckled, "Actually, I think that they would not mind seeing Spider-Man."

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Well, this was chapter Number Three. I really do hope that you all enjoyed it.

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