Prologue. (He was a hero from the shadows. Every time he helped or saved someone, all the police got as a description was that he had a ok built and was about 5'9. He 'WAS' a hero. That was until his last living family member was taken from. And, it all the Avengers fault. Now about one or two years later he's back, but as the greatest villain, thief/thief for hire, etc. Now he has a job. Steal info from the team he hates the most. So he becomes a 'good guy' to gain there trust and becomes a team member. Can he keep up the charade, without falling for a fellow female spider, and without her falling or him.)

(?'s pov. Atop of One World Trade Center.)

"I'm back." I say at loud, watching over the bustling streets of New York.

(Thoughts/memory.). Ha, seems just like yesterday I was running around the city, my parents following close behind. But everything in my life seems to be taken away from me. My parents, Richard and Mary Parker, died when I was only eight in a mysterious plane crash. I was raised by my aunt and uncle since then.

But when I was fourteen I was bitten by a radioactive spider in Oscorp Industries, and was given spider powers. My Uncle Ben always told me 'with great power comes great responsibility'. He obvious didn't meet 'The Avengers, Earth's Mightiest Hero's'. But, he was taken away by cruel faith as well, and it was all my fault.

If I would taken out the robber before he left the arena, Uncle Ben might still be around. Then my last family member, Aunt May had to take care of me. She didn't know I was a 'super hero' and neither did anyone else. In fact I was more like a hero from the shadows, meaning that whenever I helped or saved someone, all that they got was my built and maybe my height. No name, clothing, voice(thanks to a device I made that alters my voice), looks and no age. Anyway, she was a amazing women. She cooked, cleaned, look after me, loved me, took care of me, and worked to her best of her abilities. But then she was killed as well. And, it was all "The Avengers" fault. Now they didn't kill or, or did it intently. But during a alien invasion on Manhattan, she was one of the few civilians that was killed. The Avengers were checking buildings, in order to make sure no one was in there, but decided to skip a bank that Aunt May was at, thinking no one was in there. Then during a police report it was counted that she was in the bank, and was killed moments after The Avengers left the building. When I found out I did the only thing a teen like me could/would do. I cried. I cried for hours, until that was nothing else coming out. After that I ran and became the thing I despised the most. I became a villain. Not a killing villain, more like a thief for hire. I had robbed and stole some of the most rare and expensive things that there were. Cars, gems, jewels, data, electronics, and artifacts. You name it, I probably stole it. I called myself 'The Black Arachnid'. Since because of my powers and my heart turning black and cold. I usually left a calling card, a few hours before I stole something. You know, to have some more fun that way. Now I'm back, and with one of/if not 'THE' biggest heists of my life. Stealing the Agimat Charm from the museum. My client practically begged me for it. I did my research on it, and found out that the wearer of the agimat gains superhuman strength, invisibility, heightened senses, self-healing, and elemental powers. With it, the person can also be able to shoot or fire lightning via hands, or generate electricity throughout one's body. The person can also perform telekinesis, stop a live bullet, can have premonitions, invisibility, flight, morphing abilities, camouflage abilities like a chameleon, can have extreme good luck, possess invincibility, or perform miracle curative powers. Sounded like a load of bullcrap, but Thor is real, and was in the Avengers Tower, as of right now. So too have some fun, I hacked into the helicarrier and snuck in. I laid a calling card of Nick Fury's desk, you know the 'One Eyed Pirate' or 'Cyclops' as I call him. Now there are Iron Man, Captain America, Black Widow, Thor, Falcon, and Hulk are outside of the museum, patrolling in order to make sure I keep out. Hawkeye being the inside guard.

I smirk to myself, as I pull my mask over the rest of my face. My very own black widow and black arachnid are on my shoulders. I stand up from my squatting position on the roof top, lighting and thunder all around. I jump off the roof and into a nose dive position, then shoot a black web at a building I past on the way down and sling my self up. Flying and landing on a building that was in front of the museum.

"Game Time." I say out loud, ready to best the mightiest of the might at there own game. Hello I'm Peter Parker. Thief fore hirer and soon to be the only villain to best 'The Avengers.