Life As The Youngest Avenger

Assault

Peter's POV

The penthouse was quiet, scary quiet. I tiptoed out of the elevator, suspicious as to why FRIDAY had yet to say a single word to me.

"Hello?!" I whispered yelled swivelling around and double checking all the dark corners. I froze as my eyes landed on a strangley human shape on one of the chairs and breathed again when I remembered it was just the jacket I had discarded that morning.

I was worried now and had a slowly growing pit in my stomach.

"FRIDAY?!" I whispered. No response.

"FRIDAY?!" I tried a little louder. No response.

I jumped as the sound of claws against wood echoed through the house and turned to find a scratch about a foot long on the dining room table. I gulped. What the heck?

"ʰᵉˡˡᵒ?" I squeaked. There was a crash behind me and I almost tripped as I whipped around. Mr Starks favourite mug that read 'Iron♡︎Dad' lay smashed on the floor. I grimaced forgetting the creepiness of the moment, he was not going to like that. Oh my god, Mr Stark! He said he would be home earlier tonight. What if whatever left those clawmarks had gotten him. Suddenly I felt angry and turned around eyes blazing

"Whoever you are, come out now! Before I find you!" I growled. Closing my eyes I relied on my senses and located one steady heartbeat about three feet away. I opened my eyes and turned in that direction. Whoever they were, they were crouched behind the kitchen counter. Being careful not to trip and remaining composed I slowly crept forward. The hunter had become the prey. I felt the person readying themselves to stand and pounced on them the second they did. The fight was over before it had begun, with me getting the jump on who I confirmed was a man, I effectively knocked them out.  I was still unable to see who my stalker was though and fumbled around trying to find a light switch. I wasn't even sure if Mr Stark had any.

"FRI, why is it so dark in here? Turn on the lights. Also notify me when the kid gets home" I snapped my attention to the familiar voice at the same time light flooded the room. I made eye contact with him and he paused in his stride raising an eyebrow

"Uh, Mr Stark hi. This uh-I-" I turned to look at the man I had tackled and paled when I saw who it was

"I know he's annoying kid, but why did you knock Katniss out?" I lept away from Clint and started pacing

"I swear I didn't know it was him. I-uh-god it was so dark an-and he tried to sca-scare me. Oh, I-Im  going to prison aren't I?" I stopped my pacing and simply placed my head in my hands 

"Relax Pete. It was bound to happen. Lord, I was getting close myself" Tony shook his head as he walked over to the cupboard and began searching for his mug

"Bu-But I assaulted an Avenger!" I said gesturing to Clint who was still on the ground. Tony waved me off

"Don't worry about it. have you seen my mug, Pete?" He spun around with a questioning look on his face. I pointed at the ground where it still sat in a thousand different pecies. He looked shocked before glaring at Clint

"Oh that Bird-brain is so dead!" He lunged forward in an attempt to strangle Clint but I threw myself between them, feeling guilty enough as it is

"Why don't we, uh, go down to the lab?" Tony didn't hear me, he was still staring at Clint like he could burn a hole through him

"Mr Stark?" He turned and started walking away

"I loved that mug" he grumbled. I looked between Clint and Tony's leaving figure, sighing exasperatedly I decided to leave the archer where he was and ran off after Mr Stark.

Time skip with slinky Sid (つ .•́ _ʖ •̀.)つ

Yawning I lifted my head from the lab desk, prying off the piece of paper stuck to my cheek. Beside me Mr Stark was knocked out cold and every few seconds would snore obnoxiously loud. I can't belive we fell asleep in the lab.........again. Man, Pepper was gonna kill us.

"Hey, Da-Tony" I quickly corrected myself as I shook him awake. I had thought of Tony as a dad ever since May had left me in his care while she traveled the world working for some News Agency. But he didn't know that, and he never would.

"Uhh, what?" I kept shaking him and when he realised what was happening he jumped awake, swearing.

"We tell no one about this. Pepper can not find out. Kapeesh?" I just smirked and pointed behind him. Pepper had walked in approximately five seconds ago wearing her famous 'If looks could kill you'd be dead' glare. Tony gulped

"Peter, could you excuse us please?" I looked at Tony who stared at me, begging me not to leave with his eyes. Scared of Pepper's wrath I stood up slowly and made my way to the door

"Traitor" Mr Stark whispered as I walked past. I just smirked knowing he didn't really mean it.

I groggily stumbled into the kitchen as my lack of sleep caught up with me. Stepping over a still unconcious Clint. I didn't notice him until I was bringing up my cereal dishes and almost tripped

"Uh, Why is Clint sleeping on the kitchen floor? Peter?" Natasha questioned. I screamed dropping my dishes in the sink and spinning. When did she come in. And how did she get so close?

"How do you do that?!" I exasperated. She smirked but still raised an eyebrow in question. I sighed

"I swear I didn't punch him that hard" My voice raised slightly as if in defense. She looked at me in surprise

"What did that idiot do now?" She began to haul him off the ground, she made it look surprisingly easy for someone with no super strength

"Tried to scare me. I-uh though he was a-an intruder an-and pleasedontkillme" I looked down

"Relax, baby spider. He had it coming" I chuckled

"Why does everyone think that?" I asked. Nat shrugged disposing of the unconcious man in her arms and dumping him on the couch. Clint groaned, slowly waking up and saw Natasha. He grinned widely

"Did I get him?" he asked sleepily

"Nope, but he sure got you"

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- The Author