Juggling an identity ~spiderman~

chapter 2

Steve, well It's awkward between us. There have been many times where we have flirted, a lot. I've never seen myself as Gay, but Steve is different. It feels like he gets me.

 Sounds very cliche but I can't imagine a life without knowing him. Steve has always been there for me. No matter the situation there has always been this spark between us. 

I know it's very wrong for me to have feelings for Steve because I'm with Pepper. But it's been months trying to fix things with me and Pepper but things just get worse. I don't even think Cap feels the same way towards me though. 

Sure, he has sent signals to me saying he wants something more. But I don't know if this will turn out great. Things are so complicated right now.

"-ony!"

"Tony!"

Suddenly I feel an arm shaking me out of my thoughts. It was Bruce. "You okay Tony?" I looked around and realised I had just spaced out. Clearing my throat, I fixed my posture and plastered a grin. "Sorry, yes. Thor will be a good option, Wanda you?" I calmed myself quickly. 

"Uh, no. I just said that last time I went out there I couldn't get inside of spiderman's head. It's as if he is blocking me out or something. His mentality is stronger than we thought."  I groaned. "I can still use some magic on him, it just won't be much." She tried explaining.

 Steve suddenly stood up, making some people jump. "Alright! We send Thor and Wanda next week. Until then Clint and Natasha your up. If that still doesn't work me and Tony will go. Maybe bring Scott." He turned to look at Scott on his left. "Your shrinking will help put Spiderman into confusion while I and Tony try to get a hit on him."

 Damn, I love it when Steve gets all-controlling and direct, I have to admit it turns me on.

I walked over to the mini-fridge in the room and pulled out some whiskey. Pouring into an expensive glass I walked back over listening to the conversation again.

 "Something I have noticed about him is that his voice sounds young. He definitely doesn't sound 25." Her voice calm, Wanda was always a great listener.

 "So, you think he's a teenager? no way. A teenager doesn't fight criminals every day. getting shot or stabbed once in while and definitely teenagers cant lift cars." I interrupted. maybe Spiderman's voice is a little squeaky but surely he isn't some teenager in spandex risking his goddamn life every night. 

"Tony's right. But just to be sure, let's get FRIDAY to do a voice analysis on him to get an estimated age." Bruce added.

Moments later I and bruce arrived in his lab. We pulled up a recording of spiderman in one of my battles. In the video, I was trying to hit him with my repulsers.

 I remember that day. I found spidey sitting on a rooftop probably watching the view. The sun was setting and so I went down to chat with spiderman. To convince him of spilling his identity to SHIELD. We only talked a while before he started trying to swing away. 

But my stubborn ass didn't allow to be defeated that easily. I started shooting at him. He, to no surprise, dodged everything. But without me realising, just as my iron hand was about to launch again. He shot one of his webs onto my hand and the repulser instead of blasting towards him got stuck and my metal arm exploded.

 Very embarrassing. My arm got burnt that day. It took a couple of days to heal but with bruce's help, it didn't hurt so much.

Ding

The computer signalled that the voice analysis was done. I looked over at the results. The screen made me choke on my own spit. It said he was about 19. That means he just finished Teenage hood. Spiderman has been around for about 2 years now. Which stated he started being spiderman when he was just 17. I couldn't believe I got beat by a kid. Yes, he is technically an adult but 19 is still very young. None of the avengers started fighting such dangerous crime at that sort of age. 

Bruce gave me a look. I crossed my arms and looked at him back. "Tony, he fought a giant lizard when he was 17 and locked up a drug addict maniac goblin at the age of just 19. Not even mentioning all the mob bosses and dangerous criminals that roam the streets of new york every day. Who the hell is this spiderman?" Bruce confronted in a stern voice.

 "Yes Bruce, I can do the math. And I don't know how he does it. I don't know what technology makes somebody stick to walls like that or how he dodges bullets. I don't know what magic he uses to know every attack that is about to come to him. I don't know, how at such a young age is can lift fucking trucks up or swing on thin tiny white strings. How the hell he can combat fight better than Natasha who has taken years to learn that. I don't know Bruce! and I hate that! I hate that this guy can take a couple of minutes to outsmart the Avengers." I was out of breath from my sudden outburst.

 How can a kid be so good at this whole vigilante thing? Bruce was a little shocked by this whole situation.  He leaned on a table and started thinking. I could tell he wasn't very happy with this situation either. 

A couple of minutes later of discussing and trying to write down some potential weaknesses for spiderman, FRIDAY's mechanical voice came booming turning our attention to its voice. "Sir, Spiderman has been detected in Queens again."

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