Hi so this is like a different type of story? Let me know if you guys like these kinds of different situations!

Natasha and Clint have always worked together on missions. Fury knew they didn't work well with the other SHIELD agents, so he made sure to keep them together.

Outside of SHIELD, they were best friends. They spent lots of time hanging out, and were always teasing one another. They had each other's backs, always.

So they were a little more than shocked when Fury called them down to his office for a 'personal meeting'. Aka an 'I'm about to make a decision you're going to hate meeting'.

They made their way over to his office and walked inside. He nodded at them with no expression on his face, as usual.

"Agent Romanov, Agent Barton, please, take a seat." He said and motioned to two seats in front of his desk. They skeptically sat down, trying to figure out what this was all about.

Fury cleared his throat.
"So, as you may know, the two of you are two of my top agents here." He began.

Natasha nodded professionally and Barton smirked.
"Aww thanks Fury!"

Natasha elbowed his side and Fury rolled his eyes but continued.
"Anyways, there's a new agent at SHIELD. I want you to train him, and take him on your missions from now on."

Their eyes widened. Fury ignored this and continued.
"He is Agent SPM. He refuses to tell us his name, but says we can call him that. We know almost nothing about him and his past, other than he has some sort of genetic modifications."

Natasha tilted her head in confusion.
"Sir, since when do you accept not knowing someone's name or past?" She asked.

"Agent SPM is 15 years old, and is definitely traumatized. But what that kid can do is amazing, and I know he'll become a fantastic agent." He responded.

They were shocked. Clint, having kids of his own, spoke up.
"Why the hell did you recruit a kid!?" He shouted. Natasha nodded.
"I have to agree with Barton here sir, this is not okay."

Fury nodded and raised his one hand.
"I understand your concerns, but this boy needs our help, just like you did after the red room Agent Romanov."

Natasha gulped, memories of that dreadful time coming back to her. She shook them away.
"You think he was experimented on?" She asked quietly.

Fury nodded.
"I think so... with the abilities he has it's very likely. But I need you two to find out more about him. Get him to trust you enough that he'll open up. But don't coddle or pity him, because he can damn well take care of himself."

Clint and Natasha nodded and Fury nodded back.
"He's in training room C now, waiting for you."

They stood up, walked out of the office and headed towards one of their more private training rooms. Where Agent SPM was.

Clint nudged Natasha.
"So what do you think this kids 'abilities' are?"
She shrugged.
"I'm not sure, but if Fury thinks they're worth recruiting a 15 year old, then they must be something."

They walked into the room, where they saw a small figure, dressed in a black tank top and black sweatpants. The boy had brown curly hair and was currently punching a punching bag with his back turned to them.

Eventually the bag flew off it's hinges and as the boy went to grab a new one, he spoke.
"You know it's rude to stare at people." He spoke. His voice seemed strong, but if you listened closely you could hear the slight tremble with every word he spoke.

Natasha walked up to him as he turned around.
He held out his hand and she shook it.
"Agent Romanov I assume?" He asked. She nodded.
"And you must be Agent Barton." He said to Clint. Clint nodded and walked over as well.

"And you're Agent SPM?" Natasha asked. The boy nodded.
"You got another name?" Clint asked. Natasha glared at him for being so upfront. The boy shrugged.

"I used to."

"Well, what was it?" Clint asked again. Natasha rolled her eyes at how horribly Clint was handling this.

The boy studied Clint for a moment.
"You're so eager to learn things about me, yet I know nothing about you." He said. " how about you both tell me something about yourselves that I don't already know, and then I'll share something of equal value?"

Natasha nodded.
"That sounds like a great idea Agent SPM. How about we go grab some lunch and we can talk?"

The boy nodded and they all left the training room and headed over to the cafeteria.

They sat with their food at the back of the room in a separated area from everyone else. Clint was first to speak.

"Okay so you can call me Clint, and this is Natasha. There we go, a name for a name." He said. The boy paused for a moment then nodded.

"SP." He said. Clint shook his head.
"Nuh uh, you said you would tell us something of equal value."

SP nodded.
"And I did. You told me what to call you, so I told you what to call me."

Natasha smirked. This kid was clever, she liked it. Suddenly their comms buzzed in their ears. Fury's voice came through.

"Mission alert, make sure to bring Agent SPM with you." He said.

They ran to suit up, and got into a jet. Natasha was wearing her usual jumpsuit, Clint was wearing his signature vest with arrow refills of course, and SPM was wearing a pair of cargo pants with a black jacket on.

"Target is a 37 year old male. He's wanted by SHIELD for trying to steal information from our databases. He's got super strength and his code name is The Hacker." Natasha read from the file in the plane.

SP and Clint nodded and while Clint prepped his bows, and Natasha checked her guns, SPM fiddled with something on his wrists.

Natasha looked at him.
"What's that SP?" She asked. He smiled at her.
"You'll just have to wait and see."

When they landed they made their way into Hacker's warehouse. They did not expect to see what was in front of them.

There stood at least 30 people, dressed in combatant uniforms, with guns in their hands.
"Who the hell are these guys!?" SP shouted. Natasha shook her head.
"I don't know. Fury must have gotten bad intel. This is a trap."

SP felt a tingling on his arms and legs as all his hairs stood up. In walked a man that he knew too well. Doctor Miles Warren.

He began to tremble. Clint and Natasha noticed this and finally saw how young this poor boy is.

Dr. Warren smirked evilly.
"Oh Subject 301487, did you really think you could escape me?"

SP began to tremble more.
"You may have destroyed most of my work, but I still have you, and you belong to me."

Clint and Natasha had no idea what to do at this point. But then SP grew angry.
"No! You don't control me anymore Warren! You can't torture me anymore, it's over!"

Dr. Warren glared at him, and slowly approached.
"301487 you know not to talk to me that way. You know about the consequences."

SP rapidly shook his head at that word. Clint and Natasha were horrified, yet didn't know how to help.

"301487 apologize, now, and then we will take you back to finish testing." Dr. Warren ordered. Peter lowered his head and looked over at Clint and Natasha. He smiled sadly at them.

"SP you can't do this!" Clint whisper shouted. He just nodded.
"Trust me."

And so they did. Dr. Warren stood proudly as SP knelt before him and lowered his head.
"I apologize for my unacceptable behaviour master, I am grateful to be taken back by you."

The Doctor smirked and SP internally sighed. He knew what was about to happen.
"Why don't you recite your identification to your new friends here."

SP nodded and stood up.
"I am subject 301487, a freak, a monster, a mistake in the world. I live to serve my master." He spoke as if he were a robot. No expression at all.

Natasha and Clint frowned at what was happening. SP had said to trust him, but what could he do with 30 armed people surrounding them.

Suddenly, as he was being taken away, SP spoke up.
"Master?"

As soon as the doctor turned around, SP shot a web, successfully sticking Dr. Warren to the ground.

The guards immediately began shooting at Peter, but Natasha and Clint were confused to see that they were shooting one another, as Peter had jumped onto the ceiling.

Ohhh so that's what SP stood for. Spider?
They figured they had been standing around long enough so they too began to fight.

Soon enough all of the men were unconscious and they began to walk back to the jet, when SP's Spidey sense went crazy. He spun around and saw that Dr. Warren had freed his arm and was about to fire a bullet headed straight for Natasha.

SP quickly shoved her out of the way and yelled as the bullet ripped through his abdomen. Clint shot an arrow at Dr. Warren, killing him instantly, but SP lay on the ground, hands covering a bloody hole in his stomach.

Natasha dropped down to SP.
"SP we need to get you back to SHIELD."

He nodded and Clint scooped him up, surprised at how light the boy was.

Eventually they had made it back to SHIELD, where SP was treated in surgery. Clint and Natasha waited impatiently for three hours, until the doctor came back out.

"How is he?" Natasha asked. The nurse nodded.
"He's going to be just fine. That advanced healing of his really helped."

And so Clint and Natasha were taken to go see SP. They sat down beside his bed and held his hands.

"You scared us SP." Clint said. Natasha nodded.

"Peter. Peter Parker."

Clint and Natasha smiled.
"You're one tough kid Peter." Natasha said. Peter smiled back at her.
"I think I'm ready to tell you. That's what Fury wanted right? To know how I got my powers? Well I'm ready to talk."

Clint nodded and squeezed Peter's hand.
"You just tell us whatever you feel comfortable saying."

Peter nodded.
"Well it all started 5 years ago. I was 10... Warren broke into my home and murdered my whole family. My parents, my aunt and my uncle. Then he took me to some secluded facility where I was tortured and experimented on, every single damn day....

He wanted me to be his weapon. I was at his mercy for 4 and a half years of my life. He forced me to call him master, or else I would be punished. Even if I was starving I always had to leave 3 bites of food left, or else I'd be punished. Everything had a punishment...

There was one year where I couldn't even remember my own name. He had made me stand against the wall and say those horrible words for 10 hours every day. When you say things enough you really start to believe them yourself.

I am subject 301487, a freak, a monster, a mistake in the world. I live to serve my master. It was horrible. Then when I escaped that day, Fury found me crying on a rooftop. I had nothing, but now, I feel wanted again..."

Clint and Natasha hugged Peter.
"Thank you Peter. For saving my life." Natasha said as she brushed back Peter's hair from his eyes.

And so they eventually drifted off to sleep, Clint and Natasha leaning on Peter and Peter smiling as he altered his identification.

I am Agent SPM, Spiderman and Peter Parker. I belong in the world, and I deserve to be happy. I live to protect my new family.

I hoped that wasn't awful! So umm small rant time I guess? Basically my mom has the flu so I've been like living on my own while she sleeps for like 3 days straight and I'm so bad at it. Like I've spent at least 11 hours on my phone today. But like that's because all the schools were shut down from the snow storm. Anyways, I have no motivation at all and I have so many projects to do and tests to study for but instead I find myself watching YouTube for 8 hours, watching CinemaSins....
Hope you enjoyed!
~Taco