Spider-Man Male Reader Insert

Chapter 27: A Mission Gone Wrong

(Queens, New York. April, 2016. Y/N's age: 16)

Y/N's P.O.V 

Right now I'm at home packing for the mission to Lagos.

I won't be away for that long. Just a couple of days.

Just then mum and dad walk into my room.

James: Hey, son. You got everything you need?

Y/N: Yep. And I don't need much. I'll only be gone for a two days thing.

Vanessa: You know, I still can't believe that you're able to do an internship at Stark Industries and study at Mid-Town High.

I turn around.

Y/N: Honestly, so am I. But I'm doing it anyway.

James: Yeah, you are. And we're proud of you.

I smile.

Y/N: Thanks, dad.

I sigh.

Y/N: Well, I better go. Mr. Stark will be in any minute.

That part is actually true.

Tony is picking me up and dropping me off at the Avengers Compound.

I grab my bag.

Y/N: I'll see you guys in a few days.

I hug them both.

Y/N: I love you both.

Vanessa: We love you too, baby.

After that I leave my room and head downstairs.

Time to go and play hero.

(The next day)

(Lagos, Nigeria)

Some of the Avengers and I are in Lagos. We're searching for a villain known as Crossbones.

The team is myself, Cap, Natasha, Sam and Wanda.

I'm currently sitting with Wanda in civilian clothing just trying to blend in.

Just then Steve comes over the comms.

Steve: Alright, what do you see?

Y/N: Just some standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street.

Wanda: And it's a good target.

Steve: There's an ATM on the south corner, which means?

Wanda: Cameras.

Steve: Both cross roads are one-way.

Y/N: So, compromised escape routes.

Steve: That means our man isn't afraid of being seeing and doesn't care whether or not he makes a mess on the way out. Wanda, you see that Range Rover halfway up the block?

Wanda: Yeah, it's cute.

Y/N: It's also bullet proof.

Natasha: Which means more security, which means a bigger headache for us.

Wanda: You guys know I can move stuff with my mind, right?

Y/N: No-one likes a show-off, Wanda.

She smirks at me.

Natasha's: Yeah, well looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature.

Sam: Anyone ever tell you that you're a little paranoid?