A/N- I think it would be beneficial at this point if I wrote a few words to cover some of the points and issues in the story. Firstly, I would like to thank you for, at least, taking the time to consider reading this story. I also hope you enjoy the journey as much as I have enjoyed putting the building blocks in place.

I apologies in advance to the movie fans as this will be based on the comic universe, specifically the 616 universe. It might seem a little confusing if you don't follow comics. I suggest reading the amazing Spider-man issue #1 and #2 (2014) as I'm using this as a jump in point. Some of the chronology will be altered, so think of this as an alternate universe with only slight differences. I'm going to call this universe LDD-1987.

As a fan fiction most of the characters will probably come across very OC, however,I will try my best to get them as close to the original as possible. I have written this purely for my own amusement and make no profit in doing so. All characters and worlds belong to marvel.

A Second Chance

Avenger Tower.

The meeting with Tony and reed had taken longer than expected, considering two of the worlds brightest scientists, three if Peter counted himself, had been in attendance. The first thing on the agenda had been his weekly check ups, which had gone relatively smoothly. He had been insistent upon ensuring Otto had been truly erased, After all, he had come back from such erasion. With the all clear, they had moved onto the second part of the meeting: prevention. While the Carbonadium plating excluded him from exterior invasion, the other avengers were susceptible and after much deliberation, they had agreed upon mandatory neural signature checks for the rostered. Whilst it might not prevent initial intrusion, it could detect irregularities in comparison to the intended records and suss out an intruder.

With the meeting concluded, Peter had made for the exit when Jessica Drew, otherwise known as the Avenger Spider-Woman intercepted his escape. With reasons unbeknown to him, he had agreed to be her sparring buddy and now found himself, frantically avoiding the refined attacks of the raven haired beauty.

Why am I doing this again? He thought ducking a punch. Okaaaaay remember the five d's Spidey: Dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge!

"Come on Spidey, fight back!," Jess said to her male counterpart as she swung a kick into his midsection, which, he dodged into a backward roll, landing in a defensive stance a couple of feet away. While she was dressed in gym attire, peter donned his classic blue and red costume, sans the mask. They had the super human gym to themselves as most of the others were either on duty or away.

"This isn't what I had in mind when you said spar," Peter started as Jess aimed a flurry of punches at his face only to hit air as he danced gracefully around every attack, in a blue and red blur. "Can't we battle it out in say, chess or even battleship?"

"Did you bring more cookies?" Jess enquired as she finally landed a right punch to his midsection after bluffing a left side kick. Her form seemed to be a modified form of muay thai. Without pause, she pressed him before he could recover and sent him sprawling onto the mat with an uppercut to the chin.

"Unfortunately that's a no," Peter replied once he snapped out his daze, rubbing the point of impact. "And ow!."

"Then, no dice webs," She answered as she offered him a hand and pulled him up once he had taken it. "But I will allow a short break," she punctuated the offer by wiping her brow as she headed to the bench, running along the sparring mats edge.

"Eh, why not", Peter said following close behind. Note to self: learn Anna's recipe. He grabbed his water bottle as he sat himself down to Jess's right and took a long swig of its contents. And learn to bake to begin with.

Jess draped her towel around her neck and used the end to wipe away the remnant sweat as she drank from her own. "Don't suppose you'd tell me how I can get my hands on some by the way," she asked, noting the guilt that flashed across his face as she did so.

"What? You mean the cookies… Sorry, I'm not exactly in the master bakers good books at the moment," He said ruefully, rubbing the nape of his neck uncomfortably under the studying gaze of her emerald eyes.

"Care to talk about it?" she asked concernedly.

Its had been two weeks since He and Anna had broken things off, a week since she had moved out. In truth, he knew he wasn't wholly to blame for Otto's legacy. And Of Course, they knew it wasn't peter that she had loved, However, It didn't stop the feeling of guilt that loomed over him, It was his fault for succumbing to Otto's plan in the first place and the brilliant woman didn't deserve any of it.

"Nah, Its cool," he hedged, deciding against unloading his problems on her.

"You sure?" She asked again, placing her bottle down. "I know when some thing's bugging the bug."

"Good god!...I was only gone for a few months and that is the level of punnery the avengers are operating at," Peter said in mock astonishment before throwing his hand up theatrically. " Damn you Otto!" It had the desired effect in drawing a short giggle and a playful shove in the arm.

"What, Its not like we have another babbling bad joke reeling moron on the team," she retorted with a smirk as she folded her arms defiantly. "Did I mention obnoxiously unfunny?"

In an explosion of movement that caught Jess by surprise, Peter stood in an overly dramatic heroic pose with his hand on hips. "Then have no fear, Spidey is here!" He exclaimed in a stuffy voice, completely brushing off her jibe. "There's no time to lose and there's only one way to bring the Avengers back up to scratch," he stated with an upraised finger. "I'll have to up my game and let it be known that no joke, quip or pun will go unsaid. Tomfoolery at every corner and I'll have to work my dis distillery beyond its capacity. I'll have to be ever vigilant for every opportunity and turn my life into one big joke… Egad it already is."

Jess meanwhile had been reduced to snorts and giggles as she clutched at her sides in attempt to stave off the laughter. Her hand shot up to cover her mouth as another snort escaped her.

"Oh my god, did you just.." Peter began, beaming.

"Don't say it,"she cut him off, blushing furiously in embarrassment.

"But it's.." He raised.

"I'll blast your mouth off if you say another word," she threatened with a glare as she ignited her right hand to validate her warning.

Waving his hands in front of him defensively, he mimed running a zipper across his mouth that still bore a smug smile. He knew full well that she'd never follow through on her threat but he knew better than to push his luck no matter how much he enjoyed getting a rise out the other Avengers. In particular the female contingent.

She huffed in frustration and ran her fingers through her hair as the pigments in her face returned to its normal shade. Composed once more, she regarded him with concern. "In all seriousness though, how you holding up?" she asked as she placed a hand on his shoulder, supportively.

His expression dropped as his light hearted demeanour left. " Okay I guess," he replied, pausing to consider his explanation. "I've got Parker industries with the superhuman prison to keep me from going insane, which I have Otto to thank for ," He let out rueful little laugh, "I have a lot to thank him for actually."

"What do you mean, the bastard stole your body and your identity," she protested confusedly

"And he gave it back wilfully on his own while he could have saved his own skin. He sacrificed himself for the greater good, at the end he made the heroes call. You don't know how grateful I am he left the villainy behind in the withered husk of a body and not use my body to cause harm. He alienated my family and friends to do what I selfishly couldn't do to protect the ones I care about." He explained, leaning back on the bench.

The disbelief on her face was almost comical as she looked at him. " Only you Peter could go through something like that and not only forgive the bastard responsible but thank him for it as well," she exasperated. "You make no sense you know that right?"

He hummed a laugh in response. "I wouldn't be me if i did but anyway, all things considered, I'm doing okay so you don't have to worry over lil old me." he replied. "Although... I'm starting to know how you must have felt."

"You what?" she asked perplexed.

"Coming back from the skrull thing with the whole mistrust that people seemed to put off," he elaborated. "Don't know about you but I'm really loving the suspicious glances."

"Oh that, don't worry it'll pass in time," she said before taking another mouthful of water. "Nothing you can do but be yourself and the guys will come round eventually," She reasoned as she stood up. "Now come on break times over and I want to at least hit you a couple of more times before we're done."

Reluctantly, Peter pushed himself up to stand beside her as she limbered herself up again. "Thanks Jess for believing it's really me," He said sincerely.

"I knew it was you after that incident with, what did they call themselves again?...Oh yes, The Menagerie," She said and laughed as his face turned a hue of red. " That could only happen to you webs."

"That never happened," he dead panned as she stepped back onto the mats.

"The hash tag Spidey Whiteys is fifth on twitter," she stated, smiling broadly as she joined her at the center of the mat. "You ready?"

"I still say we play chess," he said ducking the vicious kick aimed at his head as they resumed their sparring. God, I've missed this.

A/N- A short chapter to get things up and running. Expect much longer chapters moving forwards, as the next chapter opens the story arc. There will be an Avenger fanfic and other characters tie-ins that link into this, if the feedback is largely positive.

Again I would like to thank you for reading thus far and any constructive criticism you may have is of course, welcome.

Kind regards,

Lankydaydreamer