A/N: Hey guys! Here's the first proper chapter of this little fic. Have fun, enjoy and let me know what you think! I'm going to make an effort to reply to every review this gets so please, give me an honest opinion. Here you go!
Chapter 1: How to Get Noticed
It's been three months. Things had started to quiet down but Peter was sure it wouldn't last. It never did after all. Doctor Connors was being held in some facility run by some company Peter had never heard of and he was cured. They all were. Everyone that The Lizard had infected had been cured when Peter used the Gonali device to disperse the serum. The investigation into Oscorp following the attack was shoved aside by their army of money waving lawyers and now no one will go within ten miles of the case. It was still a major topic for discussion but Peter didn't care. It was over. Connors was in jail, the people cured and he was still an anonymous vigilante. Okay, so being hunted by the police every time he tried to help kind of sucked but at least he was helping. And anyway, he knows it wasn't Oscorp's fault. It was his. Gwen would kill him for thinking that but it's true. He gave Connors the formula, he perfected the serum; he made it possible for him to do what he did. The Lizard was his creation, his responsibility, his fault. Gwen hated it when he blamed himself. She said he would have perfected the formula with or without his help.
It was just a matter of time.
She and Peter had gotten back together a month after the funeral, five weeks after the attack. He couldn't leave her, she needed him too much. That was one of the things he liked about her. She didn't need Spiderman, she just needed Peter. After everything that had happened, Peter was glad when things finally fell back into a routine. Breakfast, school, patrol, Gwen's, groceries, home.
Things were finally getting back to normal.
"Spiderman…" Tony mused as he watched a video on his tablet. The red and blue clad figure on the screen swung across the alley way by what looked like cables from his wrists. "Interesting…"
"Yeah, I know," Bruce mumbled from the other side of the lab. Since 'the Incident' (which was what everyone called the invasion to make it less terrifying) Bruce, Natasha and Clint had been living in Stark Tower with Tony and Pepper. Natasha and Clint were there to keep him in line and Bruce was there because he realised how much he missed being in a lab and how much he missed talking to someone who spoke 'proper English', meaning Tony. He didn't mind though. It was nice to have someone to share the lab with, someone who understood what was going on. Pepper was still busy 'running the company' as she so often liked to remind him and Thor went back to Asgard with Loki. They hadn't heard from him since the Incident. Much like the Captain. Steve had disappeared shortly after as well. None of the other Avengers had heard from him, no one had seen him (and it was kind of hard for Steve to get around without being noticed nowadays) and he hadn't been to any of his usual haunts. Even SHIELD had no idea where he'd gone. It was worrying to say the least.
"Have you seen this?" Tony asked, flicking a clip of footage off the screen, causing it to materialise as a hologram before him. Tony's eyes watched the figure swing with fascination, keeping themselves fixed to the cable connecting the man to the building. "What I wouldn't give to have a sample of that stuff."
"Of course." Tony turned to look at the physicist. He had his nose buried in a microscope and his mind was clearly on other things.
A smirk pulled at Tony's lips.
"You know Fury wants him to fill in for Thor?"
"W-what?" Bruce's attention was immediately captured. "B-but Thor, he's-"
"Relax, Doc! I was joking! Fabio's spot is safe and sound." Bruce gave a sigh of relief, glaring whole-heatedly at Tony. "But Fury is scouting him though."
"Have you ever heard of The Lizard?"
Clint sat, as he always did, on the roof of Stark tower over looking New York. In the six months since the Incident, the city had recovered remarkably well. A majority of the damaged buildings had either been demolished or repaired, the roads repaved and, of course, the alien bodies confiscated. The speed of the removal did nothing to quell the conspiracy theorists. Clint chuckled. If only they knew. He looked out toward the sunset. It was already five PM. He should probably head inside soon and make sure the geeks hadn't blown up the-
Clint spun round to see a cloud of smoke rising from the West. He normally wouldn't have thought anything of it - a demolition job or something (God knows there had been plenty of those lately) – but then he saw it. What looked like string flew form the cloud, arching and falling, and a flash of red and blue. He pulled his phone from his pocket while keeping his eyes fixed on the fight and punched in the number for the Tower.
"Jarvis, put me through to the lab."
"He showed up out of nowhere four months ago, took down a giant lizard and then back to rounding up robbers and rapists."
"And your point is?" Bruce sighed. Tony had been going on like this for the past half hour. Bruce just wanted him to shut up so he could get back to work.
"How are you not interested?!" Tony all but yelled at the man.
Bruce just didn't get it. It was just some other guy in a mask. It's not like it's anything new. "Tony, you didn't care this much when mutants started popping up everywhere, so why do you care about his guy?"
"Sir, Agent Barton is on the line," Jarvis interrupted.
Tony sighed dropping the argument. How had it even started anyway? "Put him through Jarvis."
"Stark," Barton called. It was hard to hear him over the rushing of air.
"Barton, how's the weather out there?" Tony joked, leaning back in his chair.
"You still interested in that Spiderman guy?"
Tony almost fell out of his chair. He jumped to his feet, staring intently at the ceiling. "Yeah," he said slowly.
"'Cause I got an eye on him."
That was all the encouragement Tony needed. He jumped out of his seat and ran to the door. "I'd get to the control room if I were you!" Tony called to Bruce his voice echoing down the hall as he called for Jarvis to deploy the Mach 7 suit. Bruce sighed inwardly. Was he ever going to get a peaceful day?
Tony was speeding through the sky, shouting at Barton for directions.
"How could you get lost?" he cried over the headset "I told you to look for the explosion!"
"Real helpful, Birdbrain!" Tony snapped round a corner, picking up more speed. Where is it? Where is it? But Tony didn't need to find. A figure in red and blue spandex swept across the street in front of him. "Barton, I got him!" Tony took off, heading straight after the figure. He couldn't help but be taken with the grace of his movements. He swung from one building to another with practiced ease that looked almost artful in its precision. Left too late and you could hit the ground, done too soon and you could fall. Tony kicked up the speed again and levelled himself off with him. He was struck by his size. Spiderman was a lot smaller than Tony thought. He had a lithe figure with slight muscle visible through the skin-tight suit. "Hey, kid!" Tony called.
Spiderman's head snapped round. "Shit-!" he stumbled and missed his mark. The web came up short. And Spiderman fell. Tony dove to catch him but he already had another grapple point, swinging safely again. Tony could tell all the guy's senses were fixed on him.
"Close one, kid!" Tony shouted over the roaring wind.
"Dude! You're mother-hugging Iron Man!" he called in reply. Tony chuckled.
"Yep, that's me. Genius, billionaire, superhero. And you are?"
"You don't know who I am?" Tony could almost see the pout through the mask.
"No, I know who he is," Tony gesture to the mask and outfit, "but who are you?"
"Nice try!" He laughed.
"Can't blame a guy, can you Spidey?"
"Who you callin' Spidey, Tin Man?" Tony laughed. The kid had a sense of humour at least.
"Hey, kid, why don't you stop so we can talk for a bit?" Spiderman pulled a hand to his chin in a thoughtful gesture.
"Sorry! No can do." He flicked his wrist and the next thing Tony saw was white. He tried to claw the gunk off his eyes but he couldn't get it off. Tony flipped open his helmet.
Spiderman was gone.
A/N: Sorry this wasn't very long and it ahad a lot of talking in it. I'll get some more down in the next chapter. Thanks for reading!