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(Y/N) WALKED THROUGH the door and instantly recognized the living room of her old apartment back in Queens. The decorations and furniture looked in better condition than the last time she'd seen them, and the atmosphere gave her a sense of nostalgia.
"Oh. Charming. Love the poor side of New York aesthetic," Circe spoke up as she walked into the room after (Y/N), a face of disgust written all over her. "Why are we here?"
(Y/N) didn't answer and stared ahead at the young figure that came out of the kitchen, brown hair styled in a bun, a person she would recognize for her entire life. "Kiara. . ."
Two other people opened the door of the apartment and stepped inside like they owned the place, placing their coats on the rack. A soft smile of surprise escaped through (Y/N) and she nervously fiddled with her hands.
"May. . ." she said and when her eyes trailed towards the man beside her, the tone in her voice seemed to drop. "Ben. . ."
"Hi, Aunt Kia!" Peter enthusiastically joined his aunt and uncle's side to greet Kiara in the living room and offered a grin towards the woman.
"Peter," (Y/N) muttered under her breath, the worry of not knowing where he was coming into her head once again.
Circe interrupted her anxious thoughts as she pressed a hand to her ear. "Oh, loud, isn't he?"
"I already lost my last milk teeth, Kia. I'm a big boy now!" Peter smiled to show the missing tooth in his mouth and all Kiara did was ruffle his hair affectionately.
"I'm sure you are," Kiara gave May and Ben a side look with a teasing smile as Peter happily placed his jacket on the rack.
"Where's the other half of the duo?" May asked.
Peter looked around the living area and let out a shout to call his friend's name. "(Y/N)?"
"I mean, we're right here," Circe grew annoyed, twisting parts of her hair between her fingers.
"(Y/N)?" Peter continued yelling out.
Circe leaned down to whisper in (Y/N)'s ear. "That's your cue, lady. You're on."
(Y/N) stepped forward with Circe's soft push and she transformed into her eleven-year old self, her hair being longer than it was before and wearing completely different clothes.
(Y/N) was suddenly stuck under Peter's arms after he'd enveloped her in a hug, both kids grinning from ear to ear at the sight of the other.
"I missed you!" he said with happiness. "Look at what I got you."
He pulled a small, blue flower from his jean pocket and extended his hand to show at (Y/N), the flower being slightly worn out since it had been pulled and tugged for the entire day but Peter felt a surge of pride when he saw how her smile brightened at the sight of it.
"A Forget-Me-Not," (Y/N) accepted the gift. "How can you always remember it was my favorite?"
"I wouldn't be your best friend if I didn't remember every detail about you," Peter shrugged with a teasing smile and allowed her to tug on his sleeve to guide him towards the couch, missing the soft looks the adults were giving them.
Peter and (Y/N) made their to the latter's room to play and spend the day together as they waited for lunch to be ready. They shared laughs and were completely unaware of the sounds and explosions from outside, that was, until the entire apartment building shook in its spot.
(Y/N) locked eyes with Peter, both absolutely terrified of the abrupt movement with a shriek of fear. The bed inside (Y/N)'s room moved from side to side because of the shaking and the two rushed out of the room out of panic, not hearing a noise from their guardians in the house.
"Uncle Ben! Aunt May!"
"Kia! What's happening?"
Since they were curious kids, (Y/N) and Peter ran towards the closest window to take a look outside, and what they saw let them in awe. An enormous and rumbling Leviathan flew right outside the window, which brought shadow towards the two as they watched.
(Y/N) kept running through the small apartment and the panic began to rise when she couldn't find Kiara anywhere. Peter was grabbing her hand to not loose her, seeing several different objects or things fly through the air on the outside.
Another rumble shook the entire building and this caused Peter to pull (Y/N) close to him to take cover from the dust and debris that fell around them. They took slow and careful steps to avoid getting crushed under the roof's weight if it collapsed, and the situation only got worse.
The side of the apartment had been broken by the unrecognized explosion, the iron rods broken out and the concrete was in several pieces all around the area, but the one thing that caught her eye the most was a glowing staff stuck in between the rubble.
"We have to get out of here," Peter tugged on her arm desperately, seeing how she squinted her vision to get a better look on what had caused it.
"We can't. We don't know where Kiara, Ben and May are," (Y/N) reasoned, and then looked around the scene. "What was that?"
"I don't know," Peter answered. "But please, (Y/N). It's not safe here, let's go."
(Y/N) and Peter were too distracted to notice that an alien was flying it's way towards them before it was too late, a loud roar coming to her ears and she ducked for cover to prepare herself for the impact when she heard the unfamiliar sound of a laser being recharged before it fired at the alien, destroying it instantly.
From the smoke and fire that the action caused, she could see the figure of Iron Man flying through the sky.
"Whoa," (Y/N) mumbled under her breath, an awestruck look on her face as she saw how Iron Man took the air and flew through the skyscrapers.
(Y/N)'s attention was completely drawn in by the glowing staff and the chirring sound of made in the rubble and unconsciously reached out to touch it. "(Y/N), don't!" She was too close to do so with her fingertips until she was suddenly dragged backwards.
(Y/N) gasped and caught her breath as she looked around, being back in her teenage form and Circe joined her side immediately.
"Did you stop it?" she asked.
"What?" (Y/N) brushed the hair out of her face and didn't seem to process what had happened.
"You used a probability hex."
"No, I. . ." (Y/N) panted. "It never went off or anything. It seemed to be defective. We were too scared to figure it out."
"Huh," Circe smacked her lips together and walked away from (Y/N)'s side to get a better look at the scene. "Such a tragic life, and yet you were just waiting for more adventure. So, what I see here is a baby witch, obsessed with superheroes but didn't know the years of therapy that were waiting ahead of her. Doesn't explain how you got the big guns, (Y/N)."
Another door opened by itself on the side and (Y/N) recognized the dark alley in an instant, swallowing the lump on her throat. "I don't wanna go back there."
"I know you don't, but you don't seem to have a choice, angel," Circe said. "The only way forward is back."
(Y/N) inhaled a sharp breath and headed towards the door, knowing she didn't have a way to escape this. Circe followed after her with genuine curiosity, eager to know and learn more about the young girl.