Peter Parker looked around the new facility. It was just like the old one, he wanted it that way. He had to continue the Avengers legacy; he didn't need a new design. The construction crews had worked tirelessly for the past month making sure it was done. He was glad he had a place to call his base that wasn't an apartment.

"So kid," Happy Hogan said walking into the room, "any ideas?"

"I need to rebuild." Peter stated crossing his arms. "I'm not sure where to start."

"Recruits." Happy replied looking around the living room. "But who would want to be a hero anymore?"

"I don't know Hap," Peter let out a sigh as he sat down on the couch, "it feels like every adult I've talked to doesn't believe in it anymore."

"They're scared," Happy replied sitting across from him, "can you blame them?"

Peter shook his head answering, "no. Not really."

"You just have to keep looking. There's still good out there."

"I know." Peter let out a sigh racking his brain. He knew what he had to do but it felt impossible. "I'll just have to keep an eye out. Otherwise E.D.I.T.H. will have to watch over the world and keep me updated. So far it's been quiet."

"Well," Happy sighed, "some villains have given up. There's no challenge to them so they don't care."

"They'll show up again." Peter was sure of that. There were people that are too greedy, too insane, and too powerful to not show up in a world without heroes. It was only a matter of time.

"Then we should get to work." Happy replied standing up. "I'll have this place stocked up. Make sure it's real pretty for the new kids."

"Thanks, Happy." Peter stood up looking around. "I'm going to get some insight. Look for new recruits."

"Stay safe Pete."

"Always Hap." Peter made his way down the stairs and eventually found his way to the computer room. "Friday," Peter said making the screens light up and the AI activate.

"Hello Peter, how can I help you today?" She asked as he looked around the room.

"I need you to start a search algorithm."

"What kind of algorithm?"

"I need to find heroes." He paused sitting down at the computer. "People that have the spirit. I'm sure Tony had a similar idea in the past."

"He did," Friday confirmed, "it's how he found you." Peter couldn't help but smile at the thought. Back when he wore that onesie, what a horrible suit. He was thankful YouTube was such a useful tool and put him in Tony's view.

"Can we start it again?" Peter asked curiously. He had Ned who would be the computer guy, but a two-man team wasn't fighting any wars.

"Of course, I already have three candidates. Would you like their names?"

"Read them please."

"Harley Keener, Cassie Lang, and Lila Barton." As Friday listed the names Peter did his best to recognize them. Harley, he had heard about, he was a kid that saved Tony's life back in 2013. Cassie Lang sounded like Ant-Man's daughter. Lila Barton was probably related to Hawkeye. All kids…how peculiar.

"Why them?" He asked curiously. There had to be a tie more than relation and connections.

"Tony saw potential in all of them in the future," Friday pulled up all of their files on the monitors, "these three in particular have expressed a desire. As you said, they have the spirit."

Peter sat back in the chair looking at each of them curiously. They had to have been around 16 years old each. That couldn't have been a coincidence. "We're gonna need more than five teens." A team of teenagers, that could work. Younger people would believe more than the adults. The adults had given up on their hope, but the youth had to have it. This could work. "Friday call Ned for me. I need to talk to him about an idea."