Chapter Text
2016
Leipzig/Halle Airport
Germany
Peter felt off, like something was about to happen. Of course he’s probably just on edge from fighting with and against the literal AVENGERS . Like who wouldn’t be over the moon that the BLACK WIDOW just covered his six!
Still, something was bugging him. He didn’t know what, but the hairs on the back of his neck straightened up and all of a sudden he looked up and saw something drop from the sky.
“Oh god! Look out!” He shot two webs quickly and pulled the Black Widow and Metal Arm dude away just as it hit the ground.
CRASH!
The fight just stopped and all of them just slowly edged towards the area where what they now saw was a person. Ignoring Tony Stark’s demand to back away Peter walked super close and if he didn’t have a mask on his eyes would be popping out of his sockets, and his jaw would be hanging wide open.
It was him! Well more like it was someone who had the same suit design as him. His mask sort of melted off, and yup, that’s his face. Except he looked older, more worn out, and was even ripped!
The aged doppelgänger looked around, widen his eyes when he saw the people surrounding him. “Fuck!” He whispered.
“Okay what the hell is going on, hey spider guy! You gotta a brother or something?” Exclaimed wings guy.
“No. Who the hell are you?” He asked bemused.
The man sighed and went to speak when all of a sudden he straightened up. Peter also did and both looked up to the sky. Another person was falling down. The man looked at Captain America and said “Sorry Brooklyn, but I think your older self will understand!” before shooting a web at him and pulling him down, just in time for a little girl to fall on top of him.
The stranger got up and picked up the little girl placing her on his hip. Holding a hand out to the man on the ground he help him up. “Heh, sorry about that, you were the closest one without metal.” He chuckled a little before letting out another sigh. The girl sensing his growing stress buried her head in his shoulder and tightening her grip around his neck, a red bear held tightly in one of her hands.
Like his mask, his suit also melted until it disappeared into a watch on his wrist. Tony looked at the tech in awe, he’d been in the planning stages for this type of tech but wasn’t nearly ready for it to be out yet.
“Listen,” the man started. “this is going to sound insane, but my name is Peter Parker and I think we might have a time travel issue.”
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Temporary Avengers‘Compound’
Somewhere in Germany ( ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
“Okay, I’m all for aliens, psychopathic robots, terrorists, billionaires with grudges, gods, super people etc. But time travel?! Illogical, stupid, and impossible.” Tony was sitting on one side of the couch along with the rest of his team, Happy was standing behind them watching the whole thing with mistrust. While Cap was on the other side with his. Peter and the girl were sat in the middle sofa with the girl on his lap playing with the drawstrings of his hoodie, bear sitting in her lap.
“Really? You expect us to believe that this isn’t some scheme of yours to bring us all in?” Sam crossed his arms, and judgementally looked at the others and then Peter. Nat shook her head, “Sam even if this was some elaborate attempt to bring you in why the hell would we get a child involved.”
For the first time the Winter Soldier spoke, “If that’s the case, then can someone explain why the teenager in a spider suit was even involved?”
In a few seconds the entire place was filled with shouts and complaints, it looked like a fight would break out in minutes if someone didn’t do something. Young Peter ripped his mask off and shouted “ENOUGH! Listen, yes I’m a teenager, but I had the choice to not come (he really didn’t but he didn’t want them berating Tony anymore), and I’ve had these powers before meeting Mr.Stark so if anything he helped me by keeping me a lot more safe with this suit! And right now we have people who fell from the sky and one of them is claiming they’re me. That’s a bigger thing right?!”
The Avengers looked in shock, but slowly sat down and calmed themselves. Tony stood up and walked to the “time traveller” scanning him up and down. “If you’re really Peter Parker can you tell him something that only he’d know?”
Peter looked up and his younger self and knew there were only a few things he’d never tell anyone, not even May, Ben or Ned had known. Glancing at the little girl in his lap he quickly said, “Morgan, you remember where the sink is right? Could you grab me a cup of water?” The girl nodded and hopped of his lap and skipped to the kitchen.
Once she was out of sight he took a sheet of paper and a pen that were lying on the table. He only wrote four words before folding the paper and shoving it towards his past self with a quick “I’m sorry.”
Peter took the paper and opened it up before shutting just as quickly. How? How the hell had he known? No one knew! May and Ben were never told, Ned didn’t know about him and yet the words written by someone who he’d never met.
Skip Wescott raped you.
“-roos? Kid? Peter!” Snapping out of his trance he looked back at the man. The little girl has returned and was currently back in her position on his lap while he held a cup of water. He turned to Mr.Stark before quietly stating:
“He’s telling the truth. He’s Peter Parker. H-He’s me.”