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(-) Author Note
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"Sh shah"
A young girl shot up from her bed, soaked in sweat and heart racing, mind covered in fog.
"Are you are ok,Pyrrha? Should I call for Mr.Stark?"
The girl startled at the masculine mechanical voice for a moment before visibly calming down and running a hand through her short soaked covered hair.
"I'm ok, J. Just a nightmare, leave dad to his sleep"
The girl, Pyrrha visibly more calmer and collective called out once more as she arose from her bed.
"He is sleeping, right J?"
"I'm afraid Mr. Stark is not, He's in the lab"
Pyrrha, who was in the process of removing her wet shirt sighed exasperatedly, before removing her boxers and walking to the bathroom to take a nice, cold shower.
"Notify Dad, I'll be down in 20 to help"
Pyrrha said as she closed the door behind her, once inside she heads to the glass shower door, gently grabbing the handle and using her free hand to start and set the shower.
After a few minutes of waiting she hops in, she welcomes the lukewarm water on her bare skin and hair, before reflecting on her nightmare.
'Man, even with 17 years having passed since her rebirth into the Marvel world and a gender-bent Peter Parker'
Pyrrha gently runs a hand through her hair as she stands under the water, her mind drifting a little as she reflects on this life.
'Still can't believe I didn't get the Aunt May and Uncle Ben experience, these fanfics lied. Not all Aunt May's and Uncle Ben's are so benevolent as there made out to be'
Her thoughts, taking a darker turn as she remembered her parents in this life dying when she was 6, she had gotten her memory a year prior but didn't know when they died and naïvely thought it wouldn't really matter, as she would have had Aunt May and Uncle Ben.
She still remembers that rainy night at there home, her parents dropped her off a couple days earlier for a business trip.
She had met the gentle and kind, Aunt May and Uncle Ben a couple of times and even stayed with them twice, but reality can often times be more crueler then we believe or think.
This world seems to differ a little from the movies in her last life, in this Marvel world Aunt May and Uncle Ben, we're expecting their first child.
They had shared the joyous news weeks prior, that news had also sealed Pyrrha's fate. She had remembered as they set her down and nicely told her she wasn't welcomed and was to be placed in a orphanage, a social worker standing outside waiting.
One of the biggest and overlooked reasons Peter Parker was adopted by them other than how kind they are, was there inability to have their own children.
At just the ripe old age of 6, she was orphaned and abandoned, being a reincarnated didn't lesson the sting of betrayal.
The first couple of months they did call and check in, but overtime the calls slowly stopped after the birth of their first child.
Pyrrha, a name and gender so foreign to who she used to be, had to adapt and embrace who she was and is, in order to survive the Marvel World.
The years to come and pass would be easy and challenging, her new and enhanced Iq lead to her being the odd one out, not that she cared as buy the age of 11 she completed a Harvard level education.
She did attend Midtown School of Science and Technology for a year, yet fate seemed to truly hate Pyrrha.
The science teacher had gotten the school to authorize a field trip to Oscorp and that day, not even 27 minutes off the bus.
She's bitten by a unique looking spider on the back of her neck, minutes later she's feeling worse than that one time Tony had the brilliant idea and tried to cook them something to eat.
Pyrrha still remembers the fight she had with Tony on the way home, Happy awkwardly looking at the road as she called Tony every curse and insult she could think of.
She still remembered-
"Pyrrha are you ok in there? It's been approximately 30min:39sec"
"I'm ok J, just stuck in my head, momentarily reliving the past"
She says as her hand turns the shower off,
drying herself off as she leave the bathroom, she calls out once more.
"Is dad still at it?"
"Yes… he.. appears to be messing with your Web Shooters?"
"Fu€k, ok give me a -OUCH- minute! Can't have a repeat of last time he thought of some brilliant idea"
Saying so as she throws the tow aside and grabbed a Random pair of shirt and boxers before running out of the room at a inhuman speed.
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"I Was Caught "
"In The Middle Of A Railroad Track(Thunder)"
"I Looked 'Round"
"And I Knew-
"Jarvis kill the music!!"
Pyrrha ordered and in an instant the blaring music ceased, descending the stairs she yanks open the glass door as she walks to the man sitting at a metal work bench, seeing him messing with her web shooters.
"Dad, we talked about this.. You don't tinker with my Weaver suit and I don't add a cool and totally working ray-gun to the Iron Man suit !"
Pyrrha stated theatrically as she looked over his shoulder.
"That's not how that works, Pops"
She added playfully to try and get on his nerves a little, her hand stealthily reaching under his arm to grab at it.
"I know that, I was there for all the failed attempts, remember?"
He said, humor evident in his voice as he playfully smacks the hand away.
"Rrr… it was only 4 time and you're never going to let me live it down, Are you?"
The exasperation crystal clear in her voice as she leaned against his wheelchair.
"So what are you doing to weby's?"
"Just trying to make them better"
"But why? I have organic webs"
"I just get worried is all-
And just like that, they spent hours going over how to make her web shooters better, until Jarvis shut down power to the lab so they had to get something to eat for breakfast.
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