AN: I bloody suck. I'm so so so sorry my loves. Real-life has been super demanding and any chance that I do get to write just vanishes as quickly as it comes. I really want to finish this but I may have to put this on a permanent hiatus or put it up for adoption. I really want to finish this. I hate not being able to complete projects but sometimes you have to stop and move on. We'll see what happens though, for now, I'm going to do my best to get this complete. Without further delay, let's go!

Mistakes? Perfection's overrated. Flames? *roast mallows*

Enjoy my Spider-Babies!

Blip On The Bad Guys Radar

Norman Osborn examined the papers and screens in front of him once more. The child that had been bitten a few days had somehow miraculously survived and his DNA was nothing short of amazing. Norman needed this boy. He needed to study him and make a serum of sorts. Not just any serum. A super serum. This would prevent him from dying and make his own army of super soldiers that would surpass even Captain America himself. He would become the most powerful man in the world and nothing could stop him.

"With that child, I'll be the most powerful man in the world," Norman chuckled to himself.

Someone was on a power high. Norman punched a number on his phone and waited for the person to pick up.

"Connors! Where's my data?!" Norman demanded. "And have you located the child?"

"The data is coming sir, I needed to be absolutely sure that everything's correct. Just because the boy survived doesn't mean anyone else will. As far as locating him, I haven't found him yet."

"Get on it!" Norman snarled and slammed the end call button.

Norman then turned his attention to the screens and examined them once. He took a closer look at the child and something told him that there was something familiar about him. It clicked. How was it possible? No one, not one single person told him about this.

"It can't be," Norman muttered.

He scooted back a little and dug out a photo frame and looked at it. It was a photo of him, Richard Parker, Brue Banner, and Curt Connors. Norman looked at Richard and at the child on the screen.

"Richard had a child?" Norman wondered aloud. "This just got better." He said with a wicked and crooked grin.

He turned back to his screens and began researching on the child. He needed to know everything about the boy and where he lived and who he lived with now.

Meanwhile back at Avengers Compound

Strange was in a meditative state on the outside. He was really in the astral plane with Peter. Yup. Peter knows magic. Peter asked Strange if he would teach him and Strange did. Peter was such a natural and so good that he could possibly surpass him.

In this astral plane, Strange was holding his ill son in his arms. Wong came through and had gotten the spider from OSCORP. Between Bruce, Strange, and other amazing scientists, an antidote was made, tested, and administered. Peter's life took a turn for the worst as the antidote failed. He was healing now, though on his own. He did have a few more scares such as seizures when his fever spiked, his BP and oxygen falling, and he crashed two more times. After the third crash, Peter slipped into a coma and his vitals began shutting down.

The strange part is that the antidote isn't the thing that saved Peter. No. His altered DNA is what saved him. The antidote failed and was the cause of organs shutting down. They had to flush out the antidote and let Peter heal on his own. Peter was still ill but not as bad as he was before. Just a mild fever leftover from the stress and strain of everything.

Strange tightened his hold on his son and whispered softly to him as he did the last few nights. He heard people entering the room and had to leave. He placed Peter back into his body and reentered his.

"Well?" Strange asked.

"He's healing nicely and he's coming out of the coma," Bruce said happily. "I suspect he'll wake up soon."

"Good good," Strange said with a sigh of relief.

"What are going to do now?" Bruce asked curiously.

"What do you mean?" Strange asked.

"Well, Peter's going be enhanced and he knows magic. He's going to be a target if he's not already on someone's radar," Bruce said.

Bruce was right. If Peter wasn't on someone's radar when this started, he probably is now.

"I don't know. The Sanctum has defenses that could keep us hidden and safe. Worse case, I'll have to take him to the country where I learned magic," Strange said.

"Has Peter been out of the country?" Bruce asked.

"No. He tried to make a portal to China once to get and I quote "authentic" Chinese food," Strange said with a fond smile.

"Sounds like Peter. What about here? He would be among family and we can homeschool him. Tony and I are great at math and science, Bucky and Steve can teach him history, and vice versa," Bruce said.

Strange had considered it.

"I'll wait for Peter to wake up. I want him to decide as he will be leaving school and his friends. I don't want that but he'll be angry if he puts anyone in danger," Strange said.

Bruce nodded. He looked over Peter once more and left the father and son to give them some privacy.

Strange went back into the astral plane and summoned Peter. Strange held Peter in his arms once more, healing and whispering to him.

Nothing was going to take his son. Nothing.

Alrighty, Spider-Babies. There's the next chapter for you! Here's hoping we get this done and I don't have to put this up for adoption or anything.

See ya next chapter!