Eww mind my fat ass face in the corner of that photo thanks

•Edgy squad• (seriously, I gotta get a new name for these guys)

Peter stared, determining if what he just heard was true or not. It
was-almost-completely silent.

"Spider?"

Peter didn't respond. Spider. What sort of name is that anyways? A lie. A lie is what it is.

Eagle, Tele, Shock and Strike? Lie. All lies.

HYDRA? Lie. All lies.

The 'hail hydra'? Lie. All lies.

The suits, the names, the guards, the cells, the title, the saying, the people? All-fucking-lies.

Adam? Well, who knows. That man is a mystery.

"Sp-"

"Don't," Peter whispered, "don't call me that. Not anymore."

"Okay...Peter. I-I know it's a lot to take in and-"

"No. No, I don't want to hear it. Not from you. It's not your fault," Peter fussed.

Eagle sighed, "then what? What do we do now?"

"I want to know your name. I can't...I can't stand calling you something associated with-with that lie."

"Well...then just call me...bird," Eagle suggested.

"It'll do. But as for the other question, what do we do? Where's Adam?"

"I...actually don't know."

Peter sighed, "well, let's find him."

—

The avengers, only a few of them, gathered at the helicarrier. The exploded side of it was already being repaired by S.H.I.E.L.D's finest repair-men.

Tony still doesn't know why he's here.

"Stark, we have a visitor," Fury's voice echoed through the hallway, "Coulson, Hill, Romanoff and Barton, follow."

Tony and all mentioned stood up and followed the pirate. Tony snickered to himself.

Nick opened the door and the group was met by a man they had never seen before. But Tony heard of him, because of the files of course.

Adam already had a smirk on his face along with a busted lip and black eye. A few cuts here and there.

"Tony Stark. What a pleasure to finally meet you," Adam spoke.

Tony took the seat across from him, Natasha took the seat next to Tony and Clint next to Nat whilst Maria, Phill and Nick all stood behind.

"I can't say the same," Tony responded, "what I can say, however, I don't think this is the first time we've met."

Adam's eyes flashes with recognition and he leaned back in his chair, "maybe, maybe not."

"Adam Poltergeist. I believe you have some information for us regarding a certain teenager with spider powers," Natasha stated, her expression as serious as ever.

"I believe I do, also. But...I'm tired. Can I get a time out card please?"

"Hey buddy, if you don't start talking, we'll-"

"You'll what? Clinton Barton, I believe I have the upper advantage here. I'm sure Laura and your kids would love a nice family vacation to Mexico," Adam chuckled.

Clint's eyes widened, a flash of fear and rage combined together before he jumped over the desk and continuously punched the man until he was pulled away.

"That was rather aggressive," Adam muttered.

"Don't you dare think about threatening anyone else in this room, or I swear to god-"

"Hmm, I feel like taking a trip to the red room please. Maybe get my child hood taken away and do nothing about it, sounds like fun," Adam nodded to himself.

Natasha clenched her jaw.

"Hey! We are not here to vent our little hearts out," Fury shouted, sure he seemed like a headless man, but he cared for Natasha. And when someone brings up her past trauma, he would gladly intervene.

Tony sighed and gathered his hands on his face, successfully covering his face.

"Aww Stark, what's wrong? I thought you always had nice sarcastic comments. Even in that cave, years ago, your sarcasm was stronger than your ego. Damn, such a shame they had to drain you out."

Tony slammed his fists in the desk, "We are here to talk. No matter what you say or do, I will not move until I get answers. You hurt my friends, my family and my team an I swear if it's the last thing I do I will hang your head on my wall and keep it as a trophy," he growled.

Adam wasn't threatened, because he is Adam, but he silenced himself anyway.

Tony sat back down slowly, "What the hell does it mean by I had a relationship with this...kid. Peter?"

"Hm, the machine worked better than I thought. But you want answers, Stark? So here you go. I have nothing better to do. Hell, I already made everyone go on a rampage earlier," Adam laughed to himself, "The machine, I built it with the help of some buddies at the good ol' bass. It radiates a certain...gas in the air. We set one up at the tower and around town. Every time we capture someone else, their DNA is inserted into the gas, along with other chemicals and pieces happily supplied by HYDRA. It makes anyone who knew them, saw them or even heard their name mentioned, forget them. Everything about them."

(Look, I have no idea what I just said there but I'm not good at mechanics and sciency stuff)

"Wow..." Tony muttered to himself, "how about this whole Hydra scheme thing? Hydra to...Cream, is it?"

Adam frowned, "how do you..."

"Bombed your base, remember? We picked up some extra files," Natasha explained simply.

"I think that's enough on useless questions," Nick stated, "I want to know about the kid."

"Ah Spider. Is that who you're talking about?" Adam asked.

"For now, yes, but there are others I would like to know about also."

"Spider, Wow, I miss him. One of my greatest assets. Hell, he was a good kid too. He was so young when we first got him. I didn't...I didn't want to hurt him at that age." Tony muttered a bullshit, "but Hydra is Hydra, y'know? Soon enough, I bought him over to my base. He grew up, met some friends. And now they're on their way to rule the world."

"Where are they?"

"Pfft, I ain't telling you. I don't even know where they are," Adam said.

"Fine. What about the other kids?"

"Tele, Shock, Strike and Eagle. Mhm, they were great aswell. Always talking about Spider, y'all kidnaped him and all, remember? Man, Strike was such a nice kid...until I had him kill another child. I felt bad, gonna be honest...," The man started up in a fig of laughter and looked Tony in the eyes, "Harley Keener was such a nice boy."

Tony seen red.

—

Peter hopped out the room, Eagle squeaking after him, "Peter, Peter! Not with that foot you aren't."

"Where's Adam?"

"We don't know!" Eagle yelled.

"Loki help! She's assaulting me and holding me against my will!" Peter said.

Loki stood back, smiling, "I think she is correct. I do not, and will not, help you."

"Come on! We've known each other for like...uhh..."

Eagle eventually was able to push Peter onto the couch. He winced slightly at the pain.

"Oh my god Spider look at your ankle!" Shock squealed.

"Please don't call me that," Peter mumbled.

"Look at your ankle-oh my god. We need to find someone who can help with this," Shock stressed.

"I'm fine," Peter growled.

"Fine? Fine? Look at you!" Shock yelled.

"Jeez, calm down, mom," Peter said.

"This team is going to die in a few days, bet," Strike whispered to Tele.

"Twenty bucks and a hug from the god," Tele whispered back.

They shook hands.

—

Peter's ankle eventually calmed down. But while being in pain and watching everyone fight and argue. he did put into conclusion that:

Electric (Shock) is the mother of the group

Bullet (Strike) is the immature child.

Bird (Eagle) is the angsty teen.

Control (Tele) is the unbothered uncle.

Yes, they all agreed to change their names, only until Peter feels better.

Peter stared blankly at the wildly grinning boy in front of him. His eyes adverted to the other members of the group, everyone seemed to have the same ounce of annoyance within their expressions.

"So, whatya think?" Bullet beamed.

"Well...it's okay...I guess?"

"Don't," Bird pointed sternly at his direction, "Don't encourage him."

"Oh come one! I think it's pretty cool. Hey, God guy! What do you think?"

Loki stopped eating the banana and awkwardly stared at the child. As much as Loki wishes to understand these mortal's...what do they call it? Ah, references. He just can't seem to place it all together.

So what the hell did the dream team mean?

Peter sighed, "Bullet he's a god. He's from another planet. I don't think-"

"What's his name again? Wait that was a stupid question, my excited got the best of me," Bullet cut Peter off. He turned back to Loki, "yo Loki, come meet the team!"

"Bullet-" oh surprise, Peter was cut off again.

"Loki, dream team," Bullet gestured to the teens, "dream team, Loki."

"We already know who he is, Bullet. Now please, shut up. Please," Electric pleaded.

Loki slowly went back to eating the banana and turned around to look out a window.

"No. We are not naming ourselves the dream team. No, nope, nada," Peter stated then...oh shit. He just-...

'okay, let's pretend that didn't happen and I didn't say that' he thought.

Bullet whined about the name for about another hour. Bird figured out how to make coffee, the shopping trips actually proved as useful and not risky. Electric got the tv working, using her powers. She explained how she used her powers for the whole electricity situation. Control was smirking at Bullet's little temper-tantrum.

And Loki? Well, he was pretty sure he was trying to figure out what the hell 'dream team' meant. Loki's eyes were fixed onto Bullet, then everyone around the room.

Peter doesn't know why but...he could see the soft regretful look in his eyes.

Soft? Well, because it seems this team has turned into a playground.

But regret? Peter is not too sure about that...he'll ask Bird about that later. Or Control.

Fuck, why was he thinking about that? Loki is a friend. But he's betrayed his own brother and home before...But he helped Peter.

Peter shook his head. No, Loki is a friend. He's an ally. He can be trusted.

Urgg if he had never come across these stupid lies about HYDRA, he wouldn't have trust issues.

But here he is, observing everyone and hoping they do not make him regret his decision of finding his way back to the team.

—

And the action is starting. Finally.

I've gotten a lot of inspiration all of a sudden, I think it's because it's December and December is Christmas.

Anyways, where the hell did I get dream team from? Well here's the story.

Me and my bff in grade 4 had the BEST teacher. Me and her were really good at maths so we all started forming little teams. We had the do a quiz together and when the timer finished we all got the quiz marked. Me and her got first in the quiz and the teacher called us the dream team. I love it. We always say we are the dream team when we do something cool...like all the cool kids...that you know....ummm....play fortnite. Yeah, fOrTnItE¡

I hate fortnite forgive me

Anddddddd PLEASE don't forget to check out the 25 days of Christmas oneshots series. Thank u

Til next time
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