"Do you live in New York?" Peter asked Macey. The two of them were still on the roof of the abandoned building.

She nodded. "In Queens, actually."

"Really? That's where I'm from."

"Yeah? I haven't lived there very long, three years or so. I moved in with my grandparents when my parents died."

"I've lived here my whole life. My parents died too, when I was young. I live with my aunt."

She nodded again, then Peter thought of something. "Aren't your grandparents wondering where you are?"

"They may be starting to. Hydra sent them false messages while they had me, telling them I was on a trip with a friend."

There was a brief moment of silence, then Macey continued. "Who are you?"

Peter hesitated. Only two people ever knew of his identity - Gwen and Aunt May. He had only just met Macey, and wasn't sure if he should reveal who he was to her. Besides that, anytime he told the truth to anyone it only ever ended badly for them. The last thing he wanted to see was another innocent person get hurt.

But, Macey was different. She was like him, and she could understand. If there was ever a person who should know who he was.. it would be her, and something was telling him to just take off the mask.

Peter slowly removed his mask, blinking a couple of times once it was fully off. "I'm Peter Parker."

She gave him a small smile. "It's nice to meet you, Peter."

"Where the hell are we even supposed to start?" Tony slammed his hands onto the table dramatically, garnering more eye-rolls from the rest of the team. They sat at a conference table, with files and video footage of Spider-Man pulled up on a monitor. They had hoped that pulling up the most recent footage would reveal Macey, but that was not the case. "They could literally be anywhere!"

"Maybe if you stop being so dramatic, we can figure out a plan." Natasha scolded.

"The bottom line is, we don't have a definitive location." Steve began. "I think if we split up and search, we have a better chance of finding them quickly."

"Steve's right." Said Clint. "If one of us manages to find them I don't think they'll attack."

"And if they do?" Asked Sam.

"Then we converge. There's no way the two of them can take on all of us." Tony said confidently.

"When shall we begin this?" Thor asked.

Tony continued. "The only thing we know for a fact is that Spider-Man patrols the city every night. I say tonight we go out, and hunt him down."

"We'll head out at ten. Everyone make sure you're wearing your coms, and you're armed. But do not attack either Spider-Man or Macey unless they attack you first. The last thing we want to do is lose their trust." Steve said.

"Let's catch us a couple of spiders." Tony said, grinning.

"First things first - I think you need a costume." Peter had changed back into his civilian clothes, and him and Macey were heading towards her grandparents house on foot. "Have anything in mind?"

Macey hadn't thought about that, but she did want to keep her identity a secret. "I haven't really thought about it, but I think you're right."

Peter smirked. "I actually had a thought. I can help you with it, if you'd like."

"Yeah, I mean, I can't exactly sew or anything like that. I think my grandma would find it a little odd if I asked her to make me a spider costume." The two laughed together for a moment.

Before long, Macey turned and was walking up the steps of a front porch. "Here we are." She said.

He hadn't been paying much attention to their surroundings during the walk, and was surprised to see that they weren't very far from his Aunt May's house. "Huh, I live only a couple of blocks over."

"Really?" She asked, turning the door handle. "Small world. Come on in."

Peter followed Macey in, and looked around the cozy home. It was definitely old fashioned but it had a charm about it that reminded Peter of his own home. It was very well kept, and Peter could see different photos of Macey all over the place.

"Grandma, Grandpa! I'm home!" Right away a woman rounded the corner from what looked like the kitchen. She was short yet skinny, and her long, grey hair was tied up into a messy bun.

"Macey, dear, we thought you were never coming back! You look skinnier, have you been eating?" She rushed to Macey, wrapping her into a tight hug.

Macey hugged back. "I'm sorry, grandma. I lost my phone near the end of my trip." It wasn't a complete lie - Hydra had confiscated it and it was nowhere to be found.

Her grandma pulled back and gave her a look, but there was a hint of playfulness in it. "Herb, come downstairs!" She yelled. "Macey is home, and she's brought a guest!"

"Don't get your knickers in a bunch, Faith, I'm coming." A man - whom Peter assumed to be Macey's grandpa - was walking down the stairs, chucking at his joke. Faith rolled her eyes.

"Mace!" He yelled happily. "Good to have you home!" He hugged her as well. "Who's this you've brought with you?"

"This is Peter Parker. He's an old friend from school."

"Peter Parker," Faith began. "You're May Parker's nephew, aren't you?"

Peter smiled and nodded. "Yes ma'am, I am."

"May and I know each other from the salon, I've heard much about you - you seem like a wonderful young man."

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Of course! And call me Faith, dear, I insist."

"And call me Herb, son." Peter turned to him. He reached for Peter's hand and Peter shook it immediately. "Good to meet you! Will you be staying for lunch?"

"If you'll have me, that would be nice."

"Of course!" Faith continued. "In fact, why don't I call up your aunt and invite her as well?"

"Sure," Peter nodded. "I'm sure she'd love that!"

"Excellent, I'll do that and finish preparing everything. You two can wash up upstairs and we'll call you when everything is done."

"Thanks Grandma!" Macey headed up the stairs and motioned for Peter to follow.

"They're very nice." Peter said, once they reached the top. "I can't believe they know my aunt."

"Yeah, it really is a small world."

He followed her into a room, which he assumed to be her bedroom. It was a bit larger than Peter's, and it definitely looked like a teenage girl's room, but it was cozy nonetheless. It was then that Peter realized he didn't even know how old Macey was.

"Hey, I forgot, you never mentioned how old you are."

"Oh, yeah." She replied. "I turned nineteen not too long ago."

He nodded. "Same as me, again." The two of them laughed lightly at that.

"So," Macey began, and pulled a notebook out of her desk drawer. "you said you've got some ideas for a costume?"

Peter grinned, taking the notebook. The two of them sketched for a while, erasing here and there several times. It reminded Peter fondly of when he first designed his own costume. About forty minutes had passed when it looked like the sketch was complete - and Peter had to admit that it looked really cool.

"This is great." Macey said. "Thanks for sketching it, Peter, seriously."

"No problem. I'll gladly help you put it together; I've got the supplies in my room, so if you wanna come over I think we can get it finished in a day or so."

She nodded eagerly. "Sounds awesome."

Just then, they heard Faith yell up the stairs. "Macey, Peter, lunch is ready! And Peter, your Aunt May is here!"

The two of them wasted no time and bounded down the stairs. Peter immediately gave his aunt a hug, then turned to Macey. "Hey Aunt May. This is Macey, Macey this is Aunt May."

"It's lovely to meet you, dear, I've heard a lot about you from your grandmother." May pulled Macey into a hug, which she returned.

"It's lovely to meet you as well, ma'am. I'm glad you could join us for lunch."

"Oh thank you, and please, call me May." She winked at Macey, then moved to help Faith in the kitchen.

"Everyone have a seat, the food will be out quickly!" Faith said.

The two of them sat down in the dining room with Herb, and Peter chatted mindlessly with him and Macey. Peter was truly enjoying himself, which was something he felt like he hadn't been able to do in a really long time.

Later, the real fun would begin.

"Here's what I've got." Macey looked at the supplies Peter had pulled out of his closet, and was impressed. "For a while I considered my costume being black, but when I scrapped that idea I never got rid of this stuff. I think it'll be perfect for yours."

After lunch at Macey's grandparents, Macey and Peter had gone back to Aunt May's house with her. May went out to run some errands, which left Macey and Peter with the perfect opportunity to put together her costume. "I think you're right, it's going to look great."

As Peter began putting the costume together, he flipped on his television. The news was on, and a report about Hydra was flashing across the screen. Macey shook her head, but didn't say anything.

"How'd you manage to escape them, anyways?"

"I broke out of my cell on my own - wasn't too difficult with these abilities. I managed to make my way out into the woods, and I ran into the Avengers. They were the ones that infiltrated the base."

"The Avengers?" Peter scoffed. "You met them?"

"I did. Doesn't sound like you're a fan."

Peter sighed. "I'm not, really. For personal reasons."

Macey nodded. "I get it. They actually took me back to their tower, gave me these clothes - but something was telling me to get out of there, so I did."

"You think they're looking for you?"

She shrugged. "If they are, they'll have a difficult time. They only know my first name."

"That," Peter began. "and your mask will help. They won't be able to run any facial recognition scans."

The conversation moved in a different direction after that, with the two of them talking about nothing in particular as they worked on the costume. At one point Aunt May came home, knocking on the door and causing the two of them to quickly shove everything under Peter's bed, but she saw nothing. Several hours passed, and eventually they had the finished project laid out in front of them.

"This is sick!" Peter exclaimed.

"It's so cool!" Macey added. "I can't believe it's mine."

Peter glanced at the clock - it was nine, about the time he always went out to patrol. "You want to give it a run?"

"Anyone see anything?" Tony asked, scanning the streets below him.

"Not yet." Steve replied. The team was scattered about the city, hoping to spot Spider-Man and Macey.

"What if we cannot locate the Man of Spiders or Macey?" Thor asked.

"We have to keep trying." Steve said.

"Or Fury will never let us hear the end of it." Natasha added.

"Hold on." Clint said. "I may have something - mugging in an alley, the perfect calling card."

"Heading to your location."

Clint was perched on the rooftop of a tall building, scanning the alley below him. The other Avengers quickly found him, and one by one appeared next to him. Several moments passed as they watched a helpless woman be cornered by four men.

"Neither of them are near." Steve said. "I'm going in."

"Wait!" Tony exclaimed. "Look." He nodded his head to the side, and sure enough two figures could be seen scaling down the wall of the building opposite to them. Just as one of the men pulled a gun, a string of web shot out and grabbed the gun away. All four men looked up and starting shouting when the spotted the figures. As the two jumped down it became a blur of webbing as the other weapons were pulled out of the criminal's hands. A short hand-to-hand fight ensued, but the criminals were no match for the heroes. Eventually the four criminals were webbed to the ground, and the woman could be seen thanking the two as she quickly ran off. When they were sure she was safe, the figures each shot a strand of web at the top of the building, and pulled themselves to the roof.

"Follow them!" Tony yelled. The Avengers wasted no time and shot across the alley to the other roof, where the two of them were crouched after having just landed.

"Hey!" Steve yelled.

The two were in the shadows. Slowly, they both stood and made their way into the moonlight. The first one visible was Spider-Man, and half of them gaped at seeing the famed vigilante in person for the first time. His mask gave him a rather intimidating look.

Then the second figure stepped out - a girl. Her costume was identical to Spider-Man's, but was black with a white spider on her chest. Her mask covered only her eyes, but had the same shape as Spider-Man's also giving her an intimidating look. Her dark hair was pulled back.

"Spider-Man," Steve continued. "and..."

"Silk." The girl responded quietly, yet confidently.

"What do you want?" Spider-Man asked.

"To talk to you. To the both of you."

"Sorry Cap, no can do."

"Yeah, you see, it's not really up for debate." Tony said, stepping in.

Spider-Man and Silk smirked at each other.

"This doesn't have to be difficult." Steve said to them. While he continued talking, Tony quietly spoke to Friday.

"Friday, run a facial recognition scan on Silk."

"Trying, sir. The mask is making it difficult."

As soon as he said it, the grins disappeared from Spider-Man's and Silk's faces. "We heard that." Silk said.

"Sorry," Spider-Man began. "But we've gotta get going." Without another word, the two shot off the side of the building and began swinging down the street. Before the Avengers even realized what was happening they were halfway down the street.

The team sprung into action, quickly chasing after the web-slingers. They still had a visual on the two but were beginning to lose it. "We can't keep up!" Sam yelled. Tony in particular was amazed - he flew fast, but they were swinging themselves faster and pulling themselves further distances than any of them could reach.

Before long they were completely out of sight. No one knew if they were still swinging or had hidden somewhere - either way it didn't matter. Everyone stopped, gathered together in the middle of Time's Square and earning themselves some odd looks from civilians.

"They're gone." Wanda said.

"Yeah." Tony huffed. "But that won't happen again."

That's all for this chapter! The next one will be up soon!

I shuffled around hero names for Macey for quite a bit, as I didn't want to simply dub her Spider-Woman. I do realize Silk is a pre-existing character in the Marvel world, and I do not take credit for owning the name. It belongs completely to Marvel.

As always, thank you for reading and I appreciate your feedback!