Disclaimer: I don't own anything that I use to make this, it's a fanfic.

AN: Hello everyone, so I'm not dead, which is a good news, to me at least, and I've brought you a new fanfic, which can either be good or bad news, depending on your opinion on me having a rather long 'hiatus' from fanfiction that lasted for almost six months.

Allow me to explain why I've been inactive, I write my stories offline, and at times, I get struck with new story ideas while I'm working on my already existing ones so I wrote that one instead, then I got so hooked on the new story that I clung on to it and worked on it more than my other stories, then I got another idea and did the same thing, et cetera, repeat ad infinitum

Basically, I've been writing a lot, just not the stories I already have and as a result, the 'hiatus'... So for that, I'm really really sorry. But anyway, this one's a pet project of mine, basically One-Punch Man meets both Marvel and DC through Peter Parker. Please enjoy.

The city of New York was no stranger to danger. Being the hometown of many superheroes made it a hotspot for catastrophic events to happen, especially in Manhattan, where there were no less than four HQs or large branch buildings for at least four different superhero teams.

One of the teams in question was the Fantastic Four, one of the very first team of superheroes to have emerged in this era of Supers. Currently, the four of them, Miss Fantastic Rita Richards, Susan Storm the Invisible Woman, Ben Grimm The Thing and Johnny Storm the Human Torch were fighting a group of numerous molemen in Brooklyn.

Atop a particularly gigantic, multi-stories tall mole stood a short, stout man dressed in green rags and was wearing a set of goggles as he laughed maniacally, "Ahaahaha! Fantastic Four, this will be the last time you meddle with my plans! No one can back you up this time for they were too busy! Four of you... against all of me! You cannot possibly win!"

"Damn it, he made these things tougher!" Johnny, the man on fire, protested as he tried to wrestle his way out of one of the molemen's grasp, which proved to be futile, "I can't fry them all! Well I can, but the whole neighborhood will be toast too!"

"Rita, anything you can do?!" Susan Storm, the older sister to the man on fire, yelled as she pummeled a few molemen to hard surfaces using her Force Field powers, but despite her efforts, they kept on coming and she did not have the stamina to continue if the fight last for more than an hour.

"I'm currently assembling the device that will send a mental pulse that will fry their brains, Ben, please watch my back." Said Rita Richards, the woman who looked well-kept and youthful despite the streak of white on the sides of her brown hair as she was inside an abandoned and partly destroyed store, stretching and contorting her fingers to quickly assemble the aforementioned device.

"Don't need to tell me twice! It's clobberin' time!" Ben Grimm, the man whose genetic make-up was scrambled to make him rock-like stood tall and resolute as he pummeled those who would interrupt Rita. As he punched one moleman to another building, he said; "Johnny! Susan! Put yer back towards Rita, she needs all the time she can get!"

Johnny responded by sending out a massive blast of fire from his whole body that pushed back the nearby molemen and moved to float above Ben. He grunted as he flexed the metaphorical muscle that controlled his powers and then he released massive flame jet from his hands that pushed back if not incinerated the molemen.

Susan, not to be outdone, exerted her control over her Force Field and turn many of them to mush. She quickly ran over to where Ben was, and he intercepted a leaping moleman that was about to pounce Susan and smashed him to mush back. "Right, how long do you have left, Rita?" Ben asked.

"I need at least ten minutes, please let nothing interrupt me." Rita said, her flat tone of voice conveyed her desire to resolve the whole mess.

"Ten minutes?!" Johnny groaned, "at this rate, we can only do five at most, can't you make it any faster?!"

"If I did that, the device won't work properly." Rita said, irritation in her voice, "I'll try to cut down the time to seven, so please make do, I'm counting on you."

Despite his complaints, Johnny looked ready, if rather reluctant, to face off against the horde of molemen that were increasing in number, as did Susan and Ben as the three of them stood in front of the partly destroyed building, facing Mole Man and his minions.

"Your efforts are for naught, Fantastic Four!" he spat out the word as if it were an insult, "This time, you won't be able to-!"

Suddenly, something landed in front of them, causing a loud thud noise followed by a sizable shockwave that sent dust everywhere. Susan, Johnny and Ben covered their eyes reactively, and after two seconds, Susan used her Force Field to forcefully blew the dusts away and show them who had interfered.

It was a caped figure, similar to that of Superman, but his appearance was vastly different than the Kryptonian they were familiar with. His cape was white, his skinsuit was predominantly yellow while also looking rather cheaply made, and the only similarity his costume had to Superman's costume was the red on his boots, which was also the color of his gloves.

In addition to those differences, the fair-skinned man was bald, to the level of Patrick Stewart, meaning that he did not have a single strand of hair visible on the dome that was the top of his head, making it a good surface for light to be reflected by, and in the light of day, the sunlight's reflection on the skin of his bald head was brilliant.

As his white cape fluttered against the wind, the bald man was facing the Mole Man with the Fantastic Four behind him, so he turned his head slightly towards the four, "Hey." He called, showing the lack of overt emotion on his face, "Mind if I take care of this guy?" he asked with nonchalance.

"Who are you?!" yelled the Mole Man as he pointed at the bald man, "Don't interfere with my feud against the four, whoever you are!"

"Seriously, he's annoying and it took you more than five minutes to take care of him and now this neighborhood needs to be repaired extensively." The bald man said dully, ignoring the Mole Man, "I left this guy to you four because I thought that you guys can handle it fast enough on your own, so mind if I finish this fast before the damage spreads even further?"

"Do not ignore me you cretin! KILL HIM!" yelled the Mole Man and a horde of the molemen descended upon the bald man with a unified roar...

The Fantastic Four then saw him... Well, what they saw was a blur of movement that their brain couldn't compute fast enough due to its sheer speed, but there was a huge gust of wind that hit them when the bald man moved...

Then for a second they saw the sight the molemen being turned into chunks of gore, as if they were blasted by multiple shots from a couple of high-tier weaponry. The gust of wind turned into another shockwave that was preceded with a loud boom that made Susan instinctively put a force field in front of them to protect them while Ben also instinctively moved to protect the other three from the blast by hugging them with his back pointing towards the explosion.

When the noise died down, the four looked at where the bald man was and saw his enclosed right fist extended, steaming due to the excessive heat that could only possibly come from... friction, against the air.

It was then they realized that what the bald man did was to punch. And then they turned to see where Mole Man and his gigantic ride was, only to find the short, stout man lying on his back, above the exposed innards of what remained of the twelve-meter tall, twenty-eight meter long mutated giant mole.

In the silence that came due to their shock, the four was able to hear the bald man saying... "One punch... again... Damn it!" he said in slight frustration before he sighed and said; "Alright, well... now that that's over, don't forget to fix this neighborhood after your prolonged fight. So... I guess I'll see you guys later." He then tilted his head towards a direction...

And vanished in a blur, as if he had never been there in the first place.

It took a while for the four to regain their brain's higher function due to the sheer shock inflicted by the bald man with the white cape, and the first one to achieve that was Rita, who simply said, "Fascinating. Absolutely fascinating."

Chapter 1-Power Overwhelming

How does it feel to be powerful? To most high-tier superheroes, such a question would no doubt incite the usual answer from them: They don't feel anything different about having high level superpowers.

Of course, their answer would partly be a lie. Most of them do feel different, which was a secret kept by those who were essentially Flying Bricks. Superman, for example, felt a bit separated away from humanity by being a Yellow sun powered Kryptonian, capable of performing god-like feats, Wonder Woman, similar to him, couldn't help but to feel inherently superior from other people at times due to her supernatural inception and upbringing, which she tried hard to quell everyday.

Being powerful than your average human being would make you feel disconnected from the world, the degree of which varied depending on how powerful one is. So for Peter Parker, if the aforementioned question were to be asked to him, he would answer this...

"It feels boring."

His old self from two years ago would never think that he would feel like this in regards to his immense physical power and prowess, but after he achieved the overwhelming strength that allowed him to fulfill the goal of his harsh regimen of training, he found the dark side to his dream...

Being able to finish a 'fight', any fight, with anything, even creatures powerful enough to go toe-to-toe with the likes of the Hulk or Superman with a single punch made any fight dull.

So what did he do after he managed to fulfill his dream at the tender age of seventeen? He turned and look for another dream to fulfill, which was to graduate high school, get into a good university and have an occupation in the world of science.

Hey, it might be a 'boring' dream to have, but when you managed to fulfill one dream, you've got to have at least another one to fulfill, otherwise you'll find yourself devoid of passion and will to truly live your life with zeal.

Where did that leave his other occupation, the one where he put on a yellow skinsuit with a white cape and punching monsters left and right whenever the situation called it? Well, he would still do it, but now he treated it -along with his training- more as a hobby than anything else, an activity to do as a way to pass the time or to relax.

It wasn't annoying enough to be a chore, in fact he kind of liked doing it, but it was boring enough for him to not derive any fun from the activity, hence him considering it as a 'hobby'.

"I'm home Aunt May." Peter, now clad in a long-sleeved white hoodie with streaks of blue on its shoulders and arms, a pair of black cargo pants and a pair of black slip-on shoes called out as he entered his aunt's house.

"Welcome home Peter!" responded his aunt from the kitchen, "I saw your fight on the news, thank goodness you were there, otherwise those four might've gotten badly injured."

"Yeah, not to mention the destruction would've spread even more if their fight is prolonged further." Peter returned as he went past the living room and the dining room and straight to the kitchen, "After five minutes, I thought I had to interfere."

"Well..." his aunt, who looked rather youthful for her supposed age, which was mid-50s, smiled as she said; "You did the right thing sweetie." The woman then kissed him on the cheek before she said; "Now do your homework, I remember that you left it behind to go help the Fantastic Four."

"I know, I know." Peter said, returning her smile with his own before he walked away, but not before taking some snacks that were available in the fridge.

Minutes later, the sound of keyboard being pressed many times in a continuous manner was the only thing audible inside Peter's room. Illuminated by the glare from Peter's computer screen was the bland expression on his face as he worked on his homework.

Life was just ordinary in Peter Parker's eyes, even when he accounted the fact that he possessed immense bodily strength. Sure, he would use it when he deemed it necessary, which was... quite often, but again, it was a hobby to him, a way for him to use his power so that it wasn't wasted.

'But man, those Fantastic Four guys couldn't handle that Mole guy quick enough.' He groused mentally while his expression betrayed nothing, 'I wonder if it was a good thing I revealed my face though... Usually I'd just run by and punch the problems and gone the next second... Would me berating them ended up with them coming over to my aunt's house?' he wondered.

He stopped typing in his essay, which was ¾ done anyway, and began to ponder on the possibility. "Hm... they might be if they're petty enough, I did just go and showed them up..." he was silent for a while before he shrugged and said; "Eh, what's happened happened I guess, no use mulling about it now." He said before he then began to type again

Later on, in Fantastic Four's HQ, Baxter Building...

"Who the hell was that guy?" Johnny repeated the question he had been asking repeatedly and incessantly for the last few hours as he leaned over the bar counter in the living area of their private apartment suite, which was three whole floors in the Baxter Building . "None of us have ever seen him before, and we've met with every superheroes there are, on Earth and beyond!"

"Johnny, we've been over this, Rita's still looking for any info on him so please stop asking that question every few minutes." His sister, sitting across from him while eating some late afternoon snacks while also using a tablet that was all screen to connect to the net, "I also want to know who he is... His strength is like that of Superman." She said.

"...Was that awe in your tone of voice, sis?" Johnny asked.

Susan responded with a shrug, "Yeah. He certainly made a good first impression on me." She answered, "I mean we were having some trouble with Harvey because of the recent upgrade he applied to his minions... If he didn't stop him right then and there, the damage would've spread even further. As it is, he helped us minimize collateral damage."

She was also very impressed by his strength. To finish the prolonged fight with just one punch... Such a thing would leave a powerful impression on you, certainly. "Still... I think that he might be a figure we know..." Susan, or Sue, remarked before she showed Johnny an article.

"...The BLAST guy?" Johnny asked his sister, "You think that guy was BLAST?"

"It makes sense now though. Everytime BLAST did their thing on Danger Events, the end result was monsters' viscera spread all over the scene and them not on site. Rita, Toni and hell, even Nic thought that the entity used some sort of high-energy yielding weapon, hence the name BLAST, because they didn't consider the fact that it might be a meta who possess superhuman strength and speed." Sue gave out the reason for her assumption, "Other than Superman, who had said many times that he was not the one responsible for many quickly-resolved Danger events this past year, this guy fits that criteria."

Johnny's expression still conveyed his skepticism however. "I don't know sis... So that guy might be as strong as the Big Blue Boy Scout, but that doesn't mean that he's-"

"She might be on to something there." Rita's voice made the siblings turn and look at her along side Ben, both of whom were now wearing semi-formal clothing. Rita's consisted of an untucked long-sleeved white dress shirt and a pair of black slacks and shoes while Ben resorted to using his usual brown trench coat. "I've found the young man, and we are going to pay him a visit. Dress up you two."

The sequence of events that came afterwards led Peter to open the door to his aunt's house early in the evening to find a familiar looking group of four people waiting outside, with a cobalt-tinted seemingly normal-looking sedan behind them. "...Hello." was all that he could say with a straight face. "Uh, I don't know how you know where I live, but... come in." He invited them.

He let in Rita first, who was followed by Ben. The two were then followed by Susan, who was wearing a black-colored long-sleeved t-shirt and a pair of blue tight jeans along with a brown leather belt and a pair of brown slip-ons. Then came Johnny, who wore a red jacket over a blue t-shirt along with a pair of black jeans and red sneakers.

"Thank you, Peter Parker." Rita said as Ben took off his trench coat and put it on the coat hanger with a rumbling ''scuse me.'. "I'm Rita Richards, he is Ben Grimm, she is Susan Storm, or Sue, and that's her brother, John Storm, more commonly called Johnny." She introduced her team.

"The Fantastic Four right?" Peter asked as he shook Rita's hands, Ben's, Sue's and then Johnny's. "Nice to meet you all, again. Peter Parker, a guy who serves as a hero as a hobby." He introduced himself. "My aunt and I don't have dinner ready for six though, you guys came here without noticing us first."

"Well, that's fine, something can be arranged in that case." Said Rita, dismissing his concern, "Still, that's a rather curious way to introduce yourself." Her remark was directed right at Peter.

"Well, that's how it is for me." Was his only explanation before he waved them in, "Come on, I'll introduce you to my aunt."

When May was called by her nephew to meet some people, she was taken aback when she saw the four people in front of her. "Oh my. Evening, what brought you four here?" she asked as she shook Rita's hand before she stopped, "Wait, did you find out Peter's identity?" she asked, revealing her knowledge of Peter's double life.

"Yes." Rita answered bluntly, "I drew his face, scanned it and searched the database of every U.S. citizen for a close match and found you." She explained how.

"...Big Brother much?" Peter remarked with a raised eyebrow, somehow not really affected by how he was found out, "Very impressive though."

"Thank you." Rita graciously accepted the compliment, "Now, I know that you have not prepared anything for us, Miss May, and that is okay, we just want to talk to your nephew." She explained to May, "Will that be a trouble, ma'am?" she asked.

"Oh no, of course not." May said with a small dismissive gesture from her hand. "It's not everyday that you get a famous superhero team in your house."

On Ben's left side, Susan whacked her brother in the head, earning an indignant shout of pain and surprise from him, "Hey, she's at least older than Rita, stop gawking." She warned, having noticed her brother's behavior around the young man's aunt whom she must admit, still looked very good despite some of the greys in her hair.

"I was not gawking." Johnny denied indignantly.

"Anyway... What do you guys want to talk about?" Peter diverted the topic of the conversation towards the right track as he gestured towards the living room, where Peter, May and the four, sans Ben, took a seat while Ben stood at the side of the couch with his arms crossed. "Is it about my heroing hobby?"

"Is that what you call it as?" Johnny asked, "Never heard that one before." He remarked.

"We want you to tell us how you acquire that strength." Rita quickly cut in to the chase, "Were you caught in some kind of accident? Was it something you acquired when you hit puberty? Were there anything that might've triggered it?"

The four were silent as they watched Peter staring at them with the same unexpressive, placid face. "...I just trained." Was his answer, delivered with a shrug.

At that, there was another moment of silence that reigned all over the house.

"Wait, you're serious?" Johnny asked in slight disbelief, "You... trained and got as strong as Superman? What kind of training did you do?" he couldn't help but to ask.

At that moment, there was an expression of utter seriousness on Peter's face as he said; "It's a training set that I've endured for two years now... I'm not at my peak yet, but I'm close, I can feel it. Still, why are you so interested?"

Rita, ever the one who always got straight to the point, said, "I'd like to study you. To that end, I hereby invite you to become a special intern of our company Future Foundation, where you will work directly under me, with payment and privileges expected of such a position in exchange for allowing me to perform tests on you. What do you say, Peter?" she asked.

Peter frowned slightly and said; "So basically you want me to trade my body in exchange for position and money." When Rita nodded without even missing a beat, Peter went quiet for a couple of seconds before he said; "Hm... can't say I'm not interested. But... what do you think Aunt May?"

"Discuss to me first before you do anything else." Was what his aunt said, her blue eyes conveyed how she would not take no for an answer despite facing people who were far more powerful than she was, "Just so that I know you won't be irresponsible with my boy. Superheroes or not, you will be handling Peter with care or I will make your lives miserable."

On the other side of New York...

Despite Mole Man's stint early in the day, activities in New York, especially Manhattan, calmed down again instantly afterwards and had become normal now that it was evening. Being a city where the traffic between supers was a daily thing made the citizens that much more durable.

A female figure clad in a predominantly black-and-white hooded and masked skinsuit with dashes of red that hugged her body quite tightly swung her way through the concrete jungle that was Manhattan. Spider-Woman was her name, a vigilante who had taken New York by storm a year and a half ago and was a controversial figure to its citizens.

Some see her as a hero who wanted and did good for the people of the city while others see her as a no-good troublemaker who needed to stop for her own good and for the good of the New Yorkers. However, one sentiment the two groups shared in an objective manner was that she was someone who was worthy of their attention.

Beneath the mask was Gwen Stacy, a high-schooler of Midtown High, and all-around nerd who happened to be attractive-looking enough so as to not be harassed or bullied. The blonde-haired and blue-eyed girl never thought that she would lead a double life, but when fate decreed her to be the one who would be bitten by that spider, the course of her life was turned away from where it had been going.

Feeling her cellphone vibrating from one of her suit's inner pockets, Gwen swung to a nearest secluded rooftop and took out the phone to see who it was. "...Peter?" she said his name out loud when he found out who sent her a message, "I wonder what... happened..."

Peter Parker, her childhood friend, her classmate, her best friend, he was many things to her, yet the most important one was this... her secret keeper. He was the one whom she first told when she got her powers. Of course, it was all by accident.

"Wow, I didn't know you could climb up walls."

It was at a moment when she wanted to test out what she could do, which led her to an abandoned warehouse where she explored her newfound powers. Apparently, he was also doing his jogging routine during that time and happened to meet her by pure coincidence.

From there, one thing led to another... And both of them became each other's secret keepers.

Shit, F4 knows who you are? How?

While she was a vigilante, he was a Danger Event Specialist. Ever since that worldwide incident three years ago, Earth has been visited by creatures from all across the universe(s), most of them dangerous, that wreaked havoc whenever they came by. In response to the dubbed Danger Events, there was a list of powerful superheroes who were obligated to fight and defeat them to resolve the danger in a timely manner.

She knew that Peter was one of them. They called him BLAST due to his habit of quick 'stealth hi bye' with every Danger Events he took care of. Now however, his secret identity has been found out.

Got fed up with F4 during MoleMan incident. Finished it 4 them, showed my face, tracked me down, the usual.

Well... what did they say?

They wanted me on board Future Foundation.

Youre joking!

Nope. Aunt May's taking care of the discussion right now with Rita Richards.

Gwen couldn't help but to chuckle at that. Peter's aunt was really shrewd and sharp, she wasn't surprised by what she did, she was mostly amused by the image of May negotiating with the Fantastic Four on behalf of Peter.

I pity them, really. What do they want you in 4? Dont tell me it's as a guinea pig.

She waited with held breath for his response, worried for his well-being despite being far more durable and powerful than she was.

Something like that. They offered me a position and privileges in exchange for allowing Rita to experiment on me.

Gwen pursed her lips, slightly disturbed by the implication, as she replied...

So a paid guinea pig. ...I dont know about this Pete...

Don't worry, its not like Im being offered by OsCorp or LuthorCorp.

'God forbid.' Gwen remarked mentally, shivering at the thought.

Well... If you think its okay, Ill support you Pete. Like you did with me.

When she decided to don a suit to use her powers, Peter supported her all the way, even going so far as to help her design the suit and be a backup during the first few outings. The very least she could do was to offer him her assurance.

Thanks Gwen. We'll talk more tomorrow at school at the usual place, yea?

A wide smile formed on Gwen's face as she typed.

You got it. Bye Pete.

Bye.

There was a moment of silence as Gwen stared at the now inactive chat window where she contemplated about continuing the conversation further. With slightly twitchy fingers, she began to type...

L..

Lov..

Love you.

Her thumb hovered over the enter button for a good couple of seconds, shaking rather violently before she huffed and held backspace instead, deleting the sentence. Then she hit homepage button, which returned her to the home screen and finally she pocketed it again.

Gwen shook her head, trying to shake off the heat on her cheeks with little success, but nevertheless, she jumped off the rooftop and swung her way through the concrete jungle once again as if that didn't just happen

After all, nothing make the blush disappear better than physical exertions.

Next day...

When the school bell of Midtown High rang in the afternoon to signal the end of the day, a bespectacled Peter Parker leisurely walked through the school's hallway with his hands tucked into the pockets of his blue jeans. While wearing such casual clothing, the only thing that really stood out was his bald head, which seemed to reflect light more brilliantly than normal ones do.

Of course, being a teenager with a completely bald head would normally earn you some mocks from your peers, but Peter had seen to it very quickly, from the moment it began in fact.

"Hey dude, nice hair, did you get it conditioned or something?"

When he received the very first insult, all Peter did to dissuade them from continuing the course of action was one thing... He gave that first insulter a look that conveyed how unimpressed and unaffected he was for a couple of seconds to unnerve them before walking away without a care.

It worked, as it completely stopped them from mocking him further. He really didn't give a damn about their insults, but he thought that it would be nice to nip off the bud, preventing it from becoming a thing and so he did what he did.

Of course, he didn't count for the fact that due to his action, some thought that he was a potential school shooter waiting to happen thanks to his lack of emotive expression. Then again, it helped with preventing future insults, so he wouldn't mind if he had known about that anyway.

With his impassive face and gait, he made his way towards the trees near the football field where, in the middle of them, he saw her, Gwen Stacy, sitting on top of a large branch with her back leaning against the trunk. Shaded by the canopy, the girl with a secret identity was closing her eyes, seemingly sleeping.

"Hey Pete." She greeted without looking at him when he arrived at the tree's base. She then opened his eyes, adjusted her sitting position so that her legs now hanged freely, looked at him with a smile before jumping down, "So, should I call you F4's fifth member now?" she teased.

Peter chuckled, "Hey, I was just recruited to the Future Foundation, not the main team." He corrected playfully before he put down his bag down and sat on the base of the tree, followed by Gwen who did the same thing, "Starting next week, you'll be looking at Peter Parker,aka BLAST, aka Rita Richards' new guinea pig."

"They know you're BLAST as well?" Gwen asked.

"Nope, but one of them is assuming that." Peter answered, "Susan Storm, or Sue Storm was the one who brought it up. I didn't directly answer her question though."

"...What are they like up close?" Gwen asked, having never met them in person before with her MO of sticking to the streets and all that.

"Just like your usual, everyday people. Except for Ben Grimm, he... wasn't." Was Peter's blunt answer before he frowned. "...Wait, come to think of it, the other three are very attractive people, not usual at all."

"Even... Rita?" Gwen showed her curiosity, asking about the woman who was twice their age plus a number of years.

"She looks much better in person." Peter answered simply. "Very attractive." He added.

"...Really?" Gwen asked, her tone of voice conveyed not curiosity but suspicion.

Peter and Gwen looked at each other for a moment before Peter frowned slightly, "...Did I say something wrong?"

"Nah, not really." Gwen shook her head, "Anyway, are you at all excited with the whole recruited to the FF and stuff? From how you made it sound yesterday, it sounded like you didn't have much of a choice in the whole thing."

"To be honest? I'm rather excited." Peter confessed with a small smile, "I've always wanted to pursuit scientific goals, and one of the privileges given to me was a chance to conduct scientific experiments with them. I got some ideas already, really looking forward to that."

Seeing the usually unexpressive Peter showing quite a bit of excitement made Gwen smile. "Hm. I like seeing you this excited." She remarked, "So you basically can't wait huh?"

"Kinda. It's been a long time since I'm actually looking forward to something." Peter admitted before the two fell into a comfortable silence.

Gwen was happy that her friend's problem turned out to be a blessing in disguise. She had noticed how after he achieved what he wanted to have through his training, which was to be strong enough to defeat anything, literally ANYTHING with one punch, Peter seemed to have his capability to emote severely diminished as a result.

She had shared her assumption to Peter that maybe his training didn't just strengthen his physical body, but also significantly increased his mental durability, and thus, explaining his decreased capability to emote.

"...That makes a lot of sense. Oh well... some price to pay I suppose."

His strength didn't make him emotionless, but it did numb him a bit to certain things that would incite a certain emotion out of a person. Only a few things could get him to react in an overt manner, so seeing the wide smile and the shining dark brown eyes from him made her stomach flutter.

"Still, I can't help but to think that this is the start of something." Peter mulled as his smile turned into a small frown, "Not sure if it's good or bad. I mean, the Fantastic Four is as much a trouble magnet as the X-Men or the Justice League with their feud with Doctor Doom. I'd inevitably get pulled into one of their fights, and when the dictator doctor takes notice of me... Hm..."

Gwen winced at his foresight. "Well, you're only part of Future Foundation, not Fantastic Four, I don't think it's gonna happen... Sure, they shared HQ with Baxter Building, but... Yeah, yeah, you're gonna get involved with Doctor Doom somehow." Gwen backtracked very quickly.

"...Oh well." Peter shrugged, "Another price to pay. Either way though..." Peter stood up and took his bag, "I'm pursuing a new goal nonetheless, so things will get very interesting, I'm sure." He then flashed a smirk that made Gwen's heart palpitate for a good moment, "Let things come as they may." He turned to Gwen, who managed to get her heart calmed down, "Anyway, I want to go buy some pizzas for some pre-dinner, you wanna come with? My treat, it's for a bit of celebration with the FF thing and all."

Gwen chuckled as she took her bag, "Sure. Is it a date, Pete?" she teased with a smirk.

"No." Was Peter's answer with the same-looking smirk on his face before he wrapped his arm over her shoulders, "If it were a date, I would've taken you to a much better outing than Domino's."

"Oh, like what?" Gwen asked, playing along.

"Olive Garden."

Seeing the smirk on his face when he gave his answer made Gwen chuckle. "You're a terrible, terrible person, Peter Parker."

Both of them laughed their way as they leave Midtown High's grounds, the girl with the powers of a spider and the boy with unmatched strength acting like a pair of normal teenagers that they were despite their extraordinary abilities. Such was the influence of their respective aliases.

To be continued...

So this is a thing. I enjoyed One-Punch Man immensely, and when my mind decided to muddle it up with my love of anything related to both Marvel and DC Comics, this is the result. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed what I've written here, and if you do, I'll see you at the next chapter, expect DC characters to show up and more gender-bended characters besides Ms. Fantastic.