(Just to confirm that this story takes place before civil war, (civil war takes place in 2016 and this takes place in late 2015. Between age of ultron and civil war. Basically we're gonna take our precious goddamn time hookin up with Peter before he gets turned into sniffy dust 🥲)

I followed the coordinates to the large green and blue planet. From the satellites around me, I located New York: it was a straight shot east from where I was. At top speed I dove down through clouds and atmosphere and could make out the shape of large buildings. I landed on a smaller one, going down the emergency stairwell and landing on the concrete. A few people gave me weird looks, but the rest ignored my attire and kept walking. So I did the exact same thing and went off down the street.

I heard a weird thwip! And saw a flash of red before someone slammed into the brick wall in front of me.
"Oh my god are you ok?" They looked at me and quickly got up. He was wearing red and blue spandex, with black webbed pattens all over it, what looked to be a spider on his chest, and white eyes on the mask. "Oh no I'm fine... did that on purpose, actually..." he said, trying to look casual but failing, and only looking awkward. I giggled. "Might want to work on that landing." He chuckled, looking down " yeah that's a good idea. Um I'm p-Spider-Man. You probably knew that though. Unless you're not from around here?" "Yeah I've never been here before. I'm looking for Tony Stark. Any idea how I can find him...?" The white eyes on the mask widened. "Umm- oh are you" he stepped closer "if your trying to become an avenger, they probably won't let you in unless you have super cool powers or a depressing backstory." He nodded, looking around.
"I see. Well I hope your face isn't broken behind that mask from slamming into that wall, Spider-Man" I said. He chuckled, looking around. "And I hope you find who you're looking for..." "Amelia. Or Amy." "That's a pretty name. I hope I get to see you again Amy, hopefully I'm not slamming into things" I nodded, waving, and he ran down the street and disappeared he same way he appeared; on a white web.

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I walked up to the doors and took a deep breath before opening the door. It was a large building, with a nice smooth interior. The only thing I didn't like about it was that it was filled with agents.

"Excuse me who are you?" Two men stopped me as I walked through the door. "My name is Amelia and I'm here to speak with Tony Stark? I'm a cousin of his on his mother's side." They looked at each other before nodding and leading me through a gate that made weird beeping noises. Looked like a scanner. Then they led me to a woman in a black and white dress with ginger hair and a note pad in her hand. "Ms Potts? This girl is here to see Mr. Stark, she says she's a relative." The woman turned around and gasped, before ushering the guards away.
"Ms. Pepper-" "Amy? Is it really you?" She said, pulling me in for a hug. She looked at me, a warm smile on her face. "We missed you. Come on, let's go see your dad." She said, leading me through some large wooden doors. With each step, my thoughts of doubt for heavier and heavier. What if he's mad? What if he doesn't want me to be his daughter anymore?

I realized there was no turning back as Pepper opened the doors.

"Tony there's someone here to see you." "Tell them I'm not here, or that I'm in a meeting, or I'm busy acting in a Star Trek episode, just make them go-" he looked up and froze, his eyes immediately landing on me. "And where the hell have you been short stuff?!" He said, standing up from his desk and hugging me tight. I hugged back, and my eyes began to water. "We thought you were dead, I thought that that damned box turned you into a fine pink glitter mist or something, but you're right here so.., where the hell were you?" He said, brushing my dark hair from my face.

I explained everything; the powers, Carol, the tesseract.

"So.. for the past five years... you've basically been the overpowered space police?" He said. "Well when you put it like that"
"What made you decide to come back? Boredom?" He said, putting on that cold, narcissistic mask. I looked up at him "Missing you. I had so many memories trapped in my mind, but I didn't know how to come back. Guess the moral of the story is don't underestimate the knowledge of your guardian because Carol gave me the coordinates as soon as I asked." I replied.
"You know what? None of that matters now. You know why? Cos I finally got my freckles back"