THE MOON

THE MOON

The moon is my only friend

For he stays long after the very end

I talk to him for days

And he nods with understanding okays

The moon is my only lover for my night sky he covers

In all my dark times he shall shine

and even when no one else he'll always be mine

The moon is my only hater

for now he only says later

Why does he get all the stars

while I only the scars?

I've always pretended to be happy to not worry others

My facade is so strong i sometimes fool myself into believing that I'm happy

But in the dead of the night

Alone in my room it hits me like a train

I'm not

I'm not happy

I'm not okay

I'm not

What if Peter's family was alive?

"Well, today we have a guest. Spiderboy is coming over to officially be introduced as an Avenger," said Tony striding into the room. Tony and Steve had settled their differences after the Civil War. Even though they weren't friends again, they were back together at the Avengers compound.  "You mean Spiderman? The one who fought along your side? He seemed very strong back then." said, Wanda remembering how he was able to hold his own against her and the others. 

They all kept quiet for a while remembering their encounter with Spiderman. 

"He is here," announced Pepper, coming in. Behind her, entered a 16-year-old boy in a NASA t-shirt, a jacket and a backpack.  "Who's he?" asked Clint, confused as to why was there a boy at the Avengers compound. 

"Peter Parker; commonly known as Spiderman. I just said, he is coming over. Where's your head Legolas?" said Tony.  "HE is Spiderman!? A 16-year-old!?" Steve called out and Tony shrugged. 

"So, you are telling me, that a boy, a 16-year-old boy was in a war between the Strongest protectors of the earth! He was walking on walls, dodging Wanda's powers, stopping Bucky's metal arm and Steve's shield during the time he should have been at Math class!?" exclaimed Sam.  

"You see, Mr Falcon, I was bitten by a spider when I was younger, that gave me many of their abilities like superhuman strength and agility. That is why I was able to stop Mr Barnes' and Mr Captain Rogers' shield. And I also have the spider ability to walk on walls." answered Peter, smiling from ear to ear. He had met the Avengers before but they were fighting back then. This time he was meeting them officially. He was an Avenger!

Natasha walked up to him and put out his hand.  "Natasha Romanoff a.k.a Black Widow," she said. "Nice to meet you Ms Widow!" replied Peter, excitedly. One by one all the avengers introduced themselves.  However, Peter had to leave after a while.  "Mr Stark...I have mathlete practice. So...I have to leave." "Sure. I'll ask Happy to take you home," replied Tony.

"No, that's okay Mr Stark I'll go on my own," said Peter walking out of the room. He entered back in wearing his Spiderman suit.  "Yeah, no. You are not going to school in that. Come on, change back in. Happy is downstairs he will take you." said Tony decidedly.  "But Mr Stark-" started Peter but Tony shook his head and turned away. Peter changed back to his previous outfit. He waved at all the Avengers. "See you, Mr Stark!"  "See ya, kid." 

"His parents know he's Spiderman?" questioned Clint. "Long dead, Barton. Richard and Mary Parker. Stays with his Aunt. " replied Stark.  Natasha stopped in her tracks.

"What did you say his mother's name was?" she asked. "Mary...Parker. Why do you ask?" Steve replied instead of Tony. 'Mary Fitzpatrick..."

"That's her maiden name. How did you know that Romanoff?" asked Tony, visibly surprised.  "Nat, did you know her?" asked Clint. "In the Red Room, while on missions my name was Mary Fitzpatrick. I was Mary Parker..." she replied

Chapter 2

Arthur was sitting alone by the window. As soon as he entered Merlin knew he was sad. 

"So, how has your day been?" He asked trying to make him talk. He was sure Arthur heard him. He wasn't too far away and neither was his voice low but Arthur didn't respond. Merlin went about his daily routines. Arthur hadn't moved an inch in the past hour and Merlin was worried. 

"What's troubling you? You can tell me. You know that." "Why would you think that? How can you even understand my problems? I am a King, Merlin! The answer to my problems will not be with my servant. Now get out and make yourself useful! Tell the knights to come to the council room. If you'd be able to, that is!" he snapped.  Merlin would never get used to Arthur snapping at him. Neither the knights. Something had changed and Merlin couldn't figure out what exactly. Arthur had been angry with him in the past but not like this. Never like this. But Gwaine? Elyan? They were his friends, and it was not as if he had done something extreme. He was being snapped at by all of them. Even the usually calm and composed Sir Leon. He felt as he didn't belong here anymore.