New pt. 1|| peter parker/spider-man
a/n-This is my first full story! This takes place during Civil War. I did change things up so don't come at me if everything is correct, because not everything is.
summary-y/n is new, but not that new to the team. she has powers like wanda, but they are grey. not a lot of people like her on the team because they think that she is doesn't really speak up and there is already someone on the team with similar powers. she is on steve's side in Civil War. she meets someone new before the fight, spider-man.
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I joined the Avengers about two-two in a half years ago when I was 16. I'm now 18. I didn't really seem to fit in because there was already someone on the team with my same powers. And to be honest I don't like talking to people.
It was about halfway through the day when we were all called down for a meeting.
When I got down there everyone was sitting down already.
'Always late y/n. Always'
"Sorry, I'm late." I whispered before sitting down.
Apparently the Secretary of State was here. Why would he be here you ask? I have no clue. One way to find out.
"I just have one question. Why are you here?" I speak up.
"Good question. I was just getting to that." He said back to me, but mainly to everyone else.
"The world owes the Avengers an unpayable debt. You have fought for us, protected us, risked your lives, but while a great many people see you as heroes, there are some...that prefer the word 'vigilantes'" He spoke.
"What word would you use, Mr. Secretary?" Natasha asked him.
"How about 'dangerous'?" He said sternly.
"I'm sorry, but weren't we the ones who save countless lives?" I spoke up.
"y/n don't." Steve argued.
"No. I'm sorry, but how many people have you saved Mr. Secretary? Hmm?" I was starting to get pissed off. I get pissed of easily now a days.
"None. That's right. At least we save people and not make people feel fucking bad about themselves." I was about to blow up. And the others could tell because my eyes were turning grey.
"y/n please clam down." Wanda tried calming me down. It worked a little bit, but I was still in rage. I sat back down and finished listening to what he had to say.
"What would you call a group of US-based, enhances individuals, who routinely ignore sovereign borders, and inflict their will wherever they choose, and who, frankly, seem unconcerned about what they leave behind?" He spoke. When he spoke it sounded like venom. It was fucking disgusting.
'Those people are called fucking heroes'
He started showing the fights that the Avengers fought in.
"New York...Washington, D.C....Sokovia...Lagos..." He said all those places.
"I'm sorry, but if I do recall, we saved countless of lives. No matter the damage, we still saved people. And if I'm not mistaken people can rebuild the buildings, but not the people who died." I spoke up.
"I'm sorry, but you saved people after putting them in danger." Mr. Secretary said back. Oh how much I would like to make him have another heart attack and let him die right here.
"That's enough." Steve told Mr. Secretary.
"For the past four years, you've operated with unlimited power and no supervision. That's an arrangement the governments of the world can no longer tolerate." He went on to say.
"But I think we have a solution." His assistant or something handed him a big book and handed it to me. "The Sokovia Accords."
"Approved by 117 countries it states that the Avengers shall no longer be a private organization. Instead...they'll operate under the supervision of a United Nations panel only when and if that panel deems it necessary." He explained.
"The Avengers were formed to make the world a safer place. I feel we've done that." Steve argued.
"Tell me, Captain, do you know where Thor and Banner are right now?" Mr. Secretary argued back. "If I misplace a couple of 30 megaton nukes you can bet there'd be consequences....Compromise. Reassurance. That's how the world works."
"And if the world was falling apart we would be there helping it out. Saving it, if I'm not mistaken. And now you want to put us on a leash and control us?" I bit back.
"Well, three days from now the UN meets in Vienna to ratify the Accords. Talk it over." He spoke before he started walking out.
I caught him before he walked out and said, "And if we come to a decision you don't like?"
He stopped, looked back, and said, "Then you retire."
I just looked at him with a smile and argued, "We'll see."
About 5-10 minutes later we are all in the lounge room talking about it. Well, Sam and Rhodey are arguing about it.
"Secretary Ross has a Congressional Medal of Honor...Which is one more than you have." Rhodey clearly stated.
"So let's say we agree to this thing. How long is it gonna be before they LoJack us like a bunch of common criminals?" Sam looked annoyed.
"117 countries want to sign this. 117, Sam, and you're just like, 'No, that's cool. We got it.'"
"How long are you going to play both sides?"
Vision and Steve are now talking.
"Are you saying it's our fault?" Steve asks.
"I'm saying there may be causality. Our very strength invites challenge. Challenge incites conflict. And conflict...breeds catastrophe. Oversight...Oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand." Vision stated.
"Boom." Rhodey said to Sam.
Everyone kept talking then Steve had to go.
Nat looked at me and asked, "What about you y/n? You are now old enough to sign things, and this is a major thing to sign."
"Oh, you want my opinion now? Fine I'll give it to you!" I begin to say.
I then clear my throat and begin to say, "Fuck those Accords! We fucking fought for this country. I fucking fought for this country. Hell. We all fought for this world. And now we have to be babysat? No, I will not let that happen. Isn't this country about free will? I will not just sit around while countries are falling apart! I can't see people die if we can help them! I will help them no matter what. And if there are consequences, then let there be consequences! I don't give a fuck!" Wow, I just surprised myself!
"You really feel that way y/n?" Rhodey asked.
"Yes! And you guys should too! You guys have been fighting with no hands behind your back! And now you want both hands tied behind your back?" It was true. If they signed they would be held back.
I just wanted to vent out. So I stood up and went into the training room.
After a while of training I hear someone coming in. I see a knife and i put it in front of them. Then I see someone I've never seen here before.
"Way to invite your new guest." He says. His voice sounds calming.
"I'm sorry, you just scared me." I said as I dropped the knife.
"Yeah, well I just heard someone in here and Mr. Stark told me to look around." He stated.
"Tony sent you in here?" I asked.
"No? I am new. He recruited me for the fight."
"Apparently something like Captain America going off and everything about the Avengers future?"
"The Accords. It is basically saying that the Avengers have to be babysat by the government and 117 countries."
"Oh, well I'm not quite old enough to sign anything so Mr. Stark is putting my name in it for me."
"What's your name and power? I guess."
"I'm Peter and I'm Spider-man."
"You don't know who Spider-man is?"
"Basically I shoot webs and I have super strength, and I'm sticky."
"Oh. Well, thanks for stopping by. I guess. See you around."
I caught him before he left, "Wait!"
"Where is this 'fight' happening."
"No. I think it is best to stay here." That was a lie. I needed to go. I needed to see what was going on.
"Ok, well I hope to see you around sometime."
"Yeah, me too" I said as he left.
When he left I immediately got my suit on and took a jet over to Germany. It was a long flight, but I got there, and just in enough time too. I caught Steve, Sam, Wanda, Clint, and two other people.
"y/n! What are you doing here?" Steve asks.
"Could ask you the same thing?" I asked back.
Steve looked at the guy standing in front of him and he said, "They tell you what we're up against?"
"Something about some psycho-assassins?" The guy said.
"I-I'm sorry. Psycho assassins?" Who?
Steve looked at me and was talking to the guy too I guess, but he said, "We're outside the law on this one. So if you come with us you are going to be targeted."
"What do you mean?" I asked Steve, but he didn't answer.
"We got a chopper lined up." Clint said.
"Steve what's happening. I want to help." I tell him.
"Fine, but you are going to have even more of a target on your back." He sternly told me.
"What is there for me to loose?" I question him, but mainly myself.
"They're evacuating the airport." The other guy says.
"Stark." Sam tells Steve.
"Suit up." Steve tells the group.
