"It's not a gun," I said, sending Flash another hate filled glare, I took out the emp gu-machine and presented it to them, "it's something I made at work. Sends an EMP strong enough to knock out the drones."
"Peter, why did you even make such a thing?" Ben asked.
"Simple, the last time Tony Stark did anything he was attacked by a madman with lighting whips. The time before that it was a guy in a suit of armour. I figured I shouldn't risk it, after all Hammer tech was the one who designed the Rhino suit, I figured someone might try and pull something in the expo tonight. So….EMP machine."
They all looked at me like a grew a third head.
"How could you possibly know this?" Liz asked.
"I got a job working with Reed Richards, did you really think I'm an idiot?" I scoffed.
"Well I for one am impressed," I heard a familiar voice that sent a shiver down my spine. Norman walked up to me and smiled, "Peter, once again you've impressed me. May I?"
Hes gestured to my EMP machine. I nodded and slowly gave it to him. He looked it over and raised an eyebrow, "I have the smartest minds on the planet working under me, though I'm not sure anyone could have built something so….efficient. Truly impressive Peter."
"T-thanks," I gulped.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" Ben asked standing between me and Norman, guess he ntoiced how scared I suddenly became.
"Oh, I apologize, I'm Norman Osborn, Harry's father," he gestured to Harry to stood a good distance away looking at the ground like he was being punished, "normally I wouldn't involve myself in my son's life but….well, let's just say I'm glad I did. You are Ben Parker correct?"
Ben blinked, "yes."
"Well you have raised your nephew to be a fine man Mr. Parker. I would offer him an internship at my company, but I don't think he would be interested, yes?" he looked at me and smiled.
I nodded, "yeah, sorry."
"Oh please, it's no fault of yours. It's mine for not recognizing the talent you hold. This is twice I owe you for protecting my son Peter, I don't forget my debts I owe. If you need anything, call," he gave me his card and walked away, "come Harry, it's time for dinner."
"Yes father," Harry bowed, he actually bowed, and followed Norman into a long black limo.
"Well that was...something," Ben cleared his throat and turned to Anna, "are you two ready?"
"Oh yes," Anna nodded, "come MJ, Peter, let's go home."
I nodded, as we walked away though I noticed Felicia talking to a woman dressed in a fine dress gown with a diamond necklace and long silver hair that matched hers. Felicia looked up and gave me a small smile, she waved goodbye before leaving with the woman, who I guess is her mother.
We drove back home quickly, guess Ben was anxious to put this day behind him. Ben pulled up onto the driveway and quickly we got out. MJ gave me a confused look I couldn't quite understand, but she didn't say a thing as she went home.
I sighed, it was a long day, but it was done. I survived it and am now all the better for it. I doubt I'll still be called that skinny weird kid in school anymore, which is both a good thing and a bad. People will notice me now, I can't just sneak out or act weird, I need to be alert, hopefully I can still be Spiderman and Peter Parker.
The next day was Saturday, after begging Ant Man and Uncle Ben, I finally got their permission to go and try and help out in the Stark expo recovery efforts.
I did go, but as Spider-man. I swung into the scene and immediately people noticed me. I walked up to a fire man trying to lift up some ruble out of the way, "need some help with that?"
The fireman smiled, "sure. Think you can handle it?"
"Let's see," I grabbed the concrete and lifted it over my head, "yeah, I think I can."
The man smiled, quickly I became involved with the clean up crew. I helped carry around the heavy stuff, if we managed to find something to hot to touch of dangerous to hold, I would use my webbing to insulate it.
Soon though I wasn't alone, the FF arrived, Johnny flew in, Sue and Reed took Sue's car, a landrover, and Ben just kind of walked, which took him a lot longer to reach.
The also began to help clear things out, Sue, Johnny and Ben helped carrying stuff around while Reed and I leant a hand whenever we could.
Around mid-afternoon we had managed to clear everything up, and I was hungry as hell. My stomach growled loudly and the workers there laughed.
We quickly got to eating, Johnny went out and got us take out from a Chinese place down the road. We sat in around with the workers and ate, they didn't treat anyone of us any differently, which was a great thing considering they were literally sitting next to a guy made out of rocks.
"So ah, what's with the name?" John, the manager of the clean up crew asked.
I blinked, "are you asking me?"
"Yeah. Why Spider-man?"
I shrugged, "I got my powers from a genetically engineered spider. Hence, Spider-man. Plus it goes with the whole theme I'm working on, shooting webs, climbing on walls, stuff like that."
"Can you like communicate with spiders and stuff?" one guy asked.
"No."
"So what about you?" they asked Ben, "what do you call youself?"
"Ben," he muttered.
"No, I mean like you're superhero name."
"Oh...I suppose you can call me 'The Thing', Johnny does that sometimes," Ben shrugged uncaringly.
We talked some more, the FF really made an impression on these guys and in the end I think Spider-man got a few brownie points from the public.
But there was another reason for me to do all this. Every time I found something interesting, like a part of a drone, a still intact arc reactor or anything I think I could use, I hide it away in the sewers. I tid them up in a sack made from my hardest webbing fluid, should last for 24 hours.
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