Peter Parker & The Avengers one shots

Orphan

It had been just over a year since May had died. Just over a year Peter had been left an orphan. No-one knew that he was an orphan, that was how good he was at hiding it, not even Mr Stark knew, Nor Clint, Bucky, Nat or any other avengers for that fact, heck, even MJ and Ned didn't know.

He had continued to be Spiderman, the one thing that allowed him to live out what he promised Uncle Ben just after his passing. No-one knew he was Spider-Man either.

As he swung back to the orphanage, he climbed through his window and quickly got changed back into his original clothes, he was about to sit down until he heard a small knock on his door

"Peter, Can you sing to us again? with your guitar, please" asked the young voice on the other side of the door

"Yeah, i'll be down in a minuet Emma" he told the small 4 year old, he had grown close with her since she turned up a month after he had been here. No-one knew Peter had an amazing singing voice neither, or that he could play guitar.

He grabbed his guitar and walked down the first set of stairs before walking into Emma's room, which she shared with some of the younger children around her age, ranging from 3-6, there was only 5 beds.

Peter was glad that the child services brought him here, it was one of the kindest orphanages round Queens, Mrs Fox was the head of it all, she adored Peter, she adored all of the children as though she was their own mother, her husband died a couple of years ago, making her want to start an orphanage, so others weren't left alone.

Peter walked in and sat down in the corner as the rest of them climbed into bed, he strummed at his guitar, and tuned it slightly before singing

I set out on a narrow way many years ago

Hoping I would find true love along the broken road

But I got lost a time or two

Wiped my brow and kept pushing through

I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

That every long lost dream lead me to where you are

Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars

Pointing me on my way into your loving arms

This much I know is true

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you

Yes it did

I think about the years I spent just passing through

I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you

But you just smile and take my hand

You've been there you understand

It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

Every long lost dream led me to where you are

And others who broke my heart they were like northern stars

Pointing me on my way into your loving arms

This much I know it's true

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you

Yeah

And now I'm rolling home

Into my lover's arms

This much I know is true

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you

That God blessed the broken road

Ooh, ooh

That led me straight to you

As Peter finished, he looked over to see them all asleep, he tucked them in and kissed their head, as he kissed Emma's head, she mumbled

"I love you"

"I love you too" He said quietly, he held onto his guitar and slowly closed the door, his spidey sense tingled so he looked towards the widow, he could of swore he saw someone move away from the window but when he looked closer, no-one seemed no be stood there.

He walked quietly back upstairs to his room, he got undressed and got changed into a old t-shirt of his Uncle Bens and some joggers and got into bed.

It must of been 2 or 3 in the morning when Peter shot up, he was sweating and breathing heavily, it had happened again, a night terror, seeing his Uncle die over and over again and him not being able to save him, suddenly there was a small knock at the door and it opened to reveal Emma

"Emma? Are you okay?" he asked getting up and walking over to her

"I couldn't sleep, i saw them again"

Emma had been dreaming of her parents again, watching them be taken off her. They were soon tortured and killed after that.

Peter picked her up and kissed her head

"Can i stay with you?" she asked him

"Yeah, should we watch the stars?" she nodded, watching them made them both calm down, Peter cradled her and sat in the small window ledge. It was big enough for Peter to sit on it,, he could fit his whole body in it, he cradled Emma, they both looked up to the nights sky watching the stars twinkle, little did the pair know, that someone had been watching them.

Part 2?