|The Spider Twins: The Begining
Author: spidertwin68 PM
Peter Parker, Spider-Man, has two teenage fraternal twins who inherited their father's spider powers. They must deal with high school, extracurricular activities, and dating. Normal teenage troubles, right? Not for the Spider-Twins.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Suspense - Peter P./Spider-Man & Gwen S. - Chapters: 4 - Words: 8,167 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 05-31-12 - Published: 02-25-11 - id: 6776014
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The Spider Twins: Chapter one
Fifteen Years Ago
Peter Parker, secretly the "Amazing Spiderman", awoke to the cries of his two newborn twins in the next room. He shook his head to clear away the drowsiness and pushed the sheets off of him. The alarm clock conveniently placed on his nightstand flashed two forty seven in the morning. He had an appointment with Robbie Robertson later in the morning to discuss the opening for a staff photographer at the Daily Bugle. He needed a real job and getting an irregular paycheck from that cheapskate Jameson for pictures of his alter ego wasn't going to cut it. Especially now that his family had just grown by two.
His sleeping wife shifted slightly under the cotton sheets. He shuffled his feet towards the twins' bedroom. Their small bedroom was painted half a light pink and the other half baby blue. His wife thought it would be cute to have it painted both colors.
Their cries and whimpers were in complete unison. He walked over to Angel's crib first. Her crib was also light pink like everything else on her half of the room with a miniature brown teddy bear wearing a red bowtie. He picked her up with his left arm and little Richard with his right arm. He gently rocked them in his arms and hummed the lullaby Aunt May sang to him as a child. Their cries turned into whimpers and then into silence as they drifted off to sleep. He set them back down into their respective beds. He noticed that they had both grown silent and fell asleep at the exact same time. 'Huh. That defiantly wasn't in the "Idiot's Guide to Having Twins" book Aunt May got me' he thought.
"Hmmmm….Peter Parker secretly the 'Spectacular Spider-Dad'. Who would have thought."
Peter turned to see his wife standing in the doorway in a white nightgown covered by a long white robe. The moonlight from the window made her hair look like spun gold and her eyes like shining blue sapphires. She looked like she just stepped out of a dream.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" Her voice was like soft music to his ears.
"Shouldn't you Gwen? Like Reed ordered?" She smiled softly and looked to the twins.
"I'm fine, Peter." She was lying. He knew her well enough to know that much. Something about the way her mouth curved always gave her away.
She had almost died giving birth because of his irradiated blood had somehow affected the pregnancy. Fortunately, Reed Richards or "Mr. Fantastic" of the world famous team "the Fantastic four" kept her and the twins alive. Peter held her hand through the whole experience. Blood was gushing out of her by the pints. Crimson blood soaked the clothes of himself, Gwen, and Reed. His eyes welled with tears.
Seeing he was lost in remembrance of that day she wiped the tears from his face. She gave him a deep passionate kiss and wrapped her arms around him. She was so light and fragile in his embrace. He wasn't sure if it was because of his above average strength or if she was just weaker than he expected. They silently walked into their bedroom and he crawled back into the bed. Gwen however stayed by the door and watched her husband try to relax and get back to sleep.
"I'm gonna go get a glass of water," she announced. He nodded sleepily and closed his eyes. She made sure his eyes were closed before she walked over to the nightstand and slipped his cell phone into her pocket before exiting the room.
She made her way down the flight of stairs to the small kitchen below. She made sure he hadn't followed her and pulled out the cell phone. She scrolled down the contacts before finding the name she was searching for. She pressed the TALK button and waited as the phone rang a few times before someone answered.
"Pete? What time…why callin so early?" a man's voice answered. His voice was a mixture of both sleep and expensive wine. She took a deep breath. Peter would kill her if he found out whom she was talking to and what she was about to say. That's why she had to keep it a secret.
"Tony? It's Gwen. I really need you right now." Her voice was shaky from fear and shame.
After talking to Tony for a few minutes she headed back upstairs. Her husband was soundly asleep and snoring slightly. She deposited the phone back on the nightstand and quietly got in the bed beside him. She quickly gave him a kiss on the forehead that made a small smile spread across his face.
"Angel! Come on if you want a ride to school!" Richard yelled from the kitchen looking at his watch. Now at the age of fifteen he stood tall and muscular with short curly blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Clad in a black t-shirt and black jeans he slung his blue backpack over his shoulder. He set down his empty glass of orange juice and grabbed the keys off the table.
Angel hated being rushed for school. She quickly checked herself in the mirror. A fifteen-year-old blonde bombshell with soft blue eyes that drove guys crazy. Everyone told her she looked exactly like her mom but with long curly locks instead of Gwen's straight hair. She held her hair back with two small black barrettes. Dressed in a pink long sleeve top and a black miniskirt she "borrowed" from her mother. She attached a silver locket she got when she was twelve around her neck. She grabbed her pink backpack and went downstairs.
"Hon, the kids are leaving." Peter stood by the front door with a coffee mug in his hand. He wore a white dress shirt, black pants and shoes, with thick glasses on his face. A few gray hairs beginning to show at his temples.
"Okay. Hold on. I'm coming." Gwen pulled her hair back in a ponytail. An aching pain shot through her body. Quickly she reached for a medication bottle in her makeup bag. Her hand began to shake erratically as she poured a few red pills into her palm. After swallowing them her blood shot red eyes turned back to their normal blue color.
She looked at herself in the mirror disgusted with what she saw looking back at her. She put the pill bottle labeled 'Stark Industries' into the makeup bag and locked it in a drawer. She took a few moments to compose herself and quickly jogged down the stairs.
"Bye, babes." She gave Richard a kiss on the cheek and gave Angel a big hug.
"Bye, mom," they replied in unison. They quickly went out the door. Peter took a sip of his coffee as he watched them drive off.
"We're good parents, right?" Peter finally spoke. He looked to Gwen who was in the kitchen.
"Of course, Super-dad. How many superheroes do you know that are great parents?"
Peter looked at her and chuckled. "Well…now that you mention it…" She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
Standard High School
Richard drove into the student parking lot of the school. He parked his dented red car beside a shiny blue truck. He hadn't had the car long but dents were everywhere and the red paint was peeling off. He inhaled deeply.
"You have your costume?" He looked over to Angel in the passenger seat. She nodded and pointed to her backpack.
"Good. We go out on patrol after school." He opened his door and got out the car.
"That is if you don't get detention our first day back to school." He gave her a dirty look and she covered her mouth to keep from laughing. He had a hard time staying out of trouble. She hopped out the car and grabbed her walked towards the school building and he put his arm around her shoulder.
"Today is a brand new day!" he yelled as the first school bell rang.