"Hello, Peter Parker."
"Or should I say, Spider-Man."
Steve's words immediately put Peter, who had been friendly until then, on high alert.
He thought that if someone had sent people to capture him to deal with Spider-Man, then perhaps someone might also come after Uncle Ben and Aunt May to get rid of him.
Of course, since his Spider-Sense hadn't given him any warnings, Peter didn't make any rash moves.
"Who are you?"
He had fought alongside Captain America, but he had never seen the man's real face.
Captain America had been wearing a costume back then.
"Forgot?"
Steve raised his hand to cover the upper half of his face. "An old soldier."
"Captain?"
Instantly, Peter recognized him and exclaimed in surprise and joy, "What are you doing here?"
"Just checking on a neighbor in Queens, and two other friends. Mind if they join us?" Steve moved half a step to the side, revealing a heavy black sedan parked not far away.
Nick Fury rolled down the window, revealing half his face.
Clearly, after being taught a lesson by Ben on Primus last time, this Egghead Fury had finally learned to "knock."
Peter hesitated. After all, Nick Fury had a dark expression, and even in the 21st century, he wore an eyepatch, making him look like anything but a good person.
But out of trust in Captain America and his own Spider-Sense, Peter still nodded.
Nick Fury opened the door and got out with Natasha.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Parker."
He shook Peter's hand, but Peter's gaze was drawn to Natasha beside him.
This female agent, who had come from the Red Room, knew exactly how to deal with horny teenagers. The zipper on her tight black leather suit stopped just a little above her abdomen, and the abyss-like cleavage was like a black hole, attracting everything.
With just one glance, Peter was sure that these people had something very important to discuss with him.
Very important!
"Uh, hello..."
Peter blushed, turned his head, and shyly shook Nick Fury's hand. However, Nick wanted exactly this shy demeanor from him.
So, after introducing himself, he immediately extended his hand, palm up, guiding Peter's gaze back to Natasha. His hands seemed to carry Peter's attention, hovering in front of Natasha, as if supporting the weight of two large spheres with his own strength.
"Nick Fury, and this is Natasha Romanoff."
"Peter Parker."
"Come in, have a seat?" Peter tried to change the subject, and his demeanor made even Steve feel that his actions were a bit too harsh.
He immediately looked at Natasha, signaling the former Soviet aunt to be mindful of her influence and not to play tricks on this good kid anymore.
Natasha didn't speak, but her eyes seemed to say: Big brother, I'm the one at a disadvantage!
Nick ignored their little actions. Hearing Peter's invitation, he immediately nodded and said loudly:
"No problem!"
See? Pure little boys were so easy to handle!
He patted Peter's shoulder and said to the other two, "I like this kid!"
Then he prepared to follow Peter into the house. However, just as Nick took his first step and before his foot landed, he seemed to have some reservations and retracted it in mid-air.
"Just to be safe, I'll ask: your cousin isn't here, is he?"
"No."
Peter shook his head, confused.
Nick breathed a sigh of relief, and his aura immediately became stronger.
He felt capable again!
However, he said, "That's a shame. He and I are old friends."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Peter raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
"What? You don't believe me?" Nick said exaggeratedly, as if offended. "You think he couldn't possibly be friends with a black person? Kid, that's not good!"
"It's not that."
Peter shook his head. He felt it necessary to set the record straight for Ben, lest some ghosts and monsters appear. "Actually, Benny doesn't have much of a problem with skin color itself. The issue is what they've done."
"Do you understand?"
"He met Robbie once. Robbie is an editor at the Daily Bugle, and he's black, but Benny doesn't dislike him," Peter said. "But the problem is, sometimes things happen, and people find out that it's always certain specific groups causing them."
"Okay, this topic isn't important."
Nick Fury wasn't one of those low-level thugs, he had no interest in discussing the topic of color with Peter, nor was he bothered to speak up for them.
The group walked into the house and sat on the old sofa. Peter poured each of them a glass of water.
Nick Fury surveyed the surroundings of the house and said in surprise, "As a billionaire worth hundreds of billions, the furnishings in this home have to be said to be somewhat... simple."
More than simple.
If you had to compare, it was like Tony Stark refusing to live in his mansion and instead squeezing into a dumpster with a homeless person.
"We're all used to it."
Peter shrugged.
It was mainly because Uncle Ben and Aunt May were used to it. They couldn't bear to throw away any piece of furniture in this house, not even that old black-and-white TV that still crackled with static from time to time.
Peter glanced at the clock on the wall, then at Nick, who had been complaining since sitting down and wasn't getting to the point. He hesitated and stammered, "So, what exactly do you want..."
His hands gestured haphazardly.
"Sorry, I don't mean to rush you, it's just..." Peter glanced at the clock again, "My Uncle Ben and Aunt May will be back in a few hours. They might not want me to be seen with shady people... uh, sorry!"
Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Peter became even more flustered.
"I didn't mean you're shady, you know, after all, Captain is here... It's just that my uncle and aunt don't know, and you're a one-eyed man, and she looks like a streetwalker from a nightclub..."
Hearing this, Nick Fury and Natasha fell silent.
Egghead Fury awkwardly turned his head, and Black Widow retracted her flashy "patterns," silently zipping up her jacket to the top.
"You're quite the conversationalist, kid..."
"Thank you." Peter nodded, sincerely thanking him.
"I wasn't praising you. Never mind, let's get down to business." Nick wiped his face and then took out a stack of documents from his briefcase, placing them on the table.
"Originally, I was worried you wouldn't be able to accept it at first, but," Nick Fury stood up and said seriously, "We are actually here for Richard Parker and Mary Parker."
Peter froze, his gaze becoming bewildered and vacant.
He didn't speak because he suspected he had misheard, but Nick Fury told him: you didn't mishear.
"That's right, your parents."
"You can take a look."
He tilted his chin, gesturing for Peter to pick up the documents.
And so, for a moment, the room became unusually quiet. The three of them drank plain cool water, and only the sound of Peter flipping through the papers, "shasha," echoed.
Steve Rogers looked at Peter with concern, as if afraid Peter couldn't handle the blow.
Perhaps this child's body was many times stronger than his, but when it came to the heart, everyone was both strong and fragile.
This was the second time Peter had encountered information about his parents recently.
The first time was when he found that briefcase. It was because of that that he tried to contact Dr. Connors, and subsequently got bitten by a mutated spider, becoming Spider-Man.
Since then, those clues had disappeared again.
Neither Connors nor Norman Osborn knew the whereabouts of Richard and his wife.
In fact, Connors had always felt resentful about Richard's disappearance.
Due to his experiences during this period, Norman Osborn had let go of the matter, but rarely mentioned them.
They all thought that perhaps Richard and Mary were already dead.
Only Peter stubbornly believed that they had left due to some special circumstances.
Perhaps one day, they would return.
He knew this hope was very slim, but he still looked forward to it, like a bubble-like dream.
And now, when Nick Fury broke in with cruel reality, this dream shattered.
"So... they're dead?"
Peter found his voice to be surprisingly calm.
"Dead."
Nick nodded.
"The night they left you at this house, their plane was attacked. A stormy night, such terrible weather, but the plane still took off. They went missing, and it wasn't easy to find these clues."
"Hydra killed them?"
Peter asked.
Perhaps because he was already used to his parents' absence, he felt sadness, but the emotion wasn't overwhelming.
But this calmness made Steve even more worried about him.
"Peter, are you alright?" The old soldier reached out and placed a hand on Peter's shoulder, making him feel that someone was there with him.
"I'm fine, thank you, Captain."
Peter said softly.
Then he looked at Nick Fury.
"I thought Hydra was wiped out long ago."
Peter, of course, knew the story of Hydra; the whole world did.
Captain America Steve Rogers had defeated Hydra, which was why World War II could be won decisively.
"Most of them were eliminated, but there are always remnants," Nick said. "You know, snakes are always good at hiding themselves, diving into water, burrowing into caves..."
"We kept this secret for a long time and originally didn't plan to tell you, because even today, Hydra is still hiding. It could be you, it could be me, it could even be Captain, or anyone. This secret might put you, an ordinary child, in danger.
"Until we discovered that you are not an ordinary teenager. You possess extraordinary superpowers, and with a little training, you'll be enough to handle most supervillains.
"This is a gift, and it's also the mission your parents left you. Perhaps I haven't fully introduced ourselves yet, but there's one thing we can be sure of: we have a common enemy.
"Hydra!"
Peter looked up, pursing his lips tightly, and looked at Nick.
"So, what are your plans?"
Hearing Peter finally ask this question, Nick instantly smirked, smiling triumphantly.
Finally, the moment of truth had arrived.
Now, wouldn't Spider-Man be captured?
So, he immediately took out the lines he had prepared for a long time and spoke solemnly:
"I have an idea. Gather some capable people together and see what we can achieve. When people need it... we can go and win the battles they can't win."
Peter: ???
"This sounds a bit familiar?"
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