Okay so everyone else has been starting new stories and that inspired me to make my own. I'm really excited about this and I hope you guys enjoy! So without further ado...As You Wish.

Disclaimer: I don't own USM

"Go to school, Peter. You can't keep worrying about me," Aunt May coughed slightly as she sat up in bed. Peter was stone-faced at her side.

"No Aunt May. I'm not leaving until you're better," He said simply.

"Just like your uncle. The doctor said I was fine Peter."

"I don't care. You're still sick."

"Peter I have been taking care of you for years, I can handle a little cold." Aunt May chuckled.

"The flu is not a little cold!"

"Just go to school Pete. I'm sure you don't want to watch an old lady sleep all day, again," She commanded. Peter sighed. His aunt's eyes burned into him. They had been arguing for the past seven minutes, and Aunt May was looking worn. He hung his head, and slowly got up. He stalked out of the room with the sounds of coughing behind him.

He knew he shouldn't worry, but...she was getting old. Pretty soon, a flu would be...could be...

No! Don't think like that. She'll be fine. What could happen in the next six hours...plus another four or five for training...and probably most of the night for missions...

Peter's eye twitched.

He walked out of the house, grabbing his bag, and started walking to school. He didn't really feel like web-slinging today.

"LATE!" His first period teacher yelled at him. Peter glanced at the clock. Only ten minutes late, a new record.

"Sorry Mr. Blackwell," He muttered, slumping down in his seat, next to Ava. He braced himself for the nagging that was about to happen. Nothing.

"Um, Ava? This is the part where you tell me to be more responsible and I distract you with brilliant puns..." He reminded her. Ava sighed.

"Sorry Pete...I was just thinking..."

Peter stared at her. Inside his brain, little chibi Spideys were running around an office, tearing up files and smashing computers. Red lights flashed as they screamed.

"She said sorry! She said sorry! The world is ending! The sky is falling! Run!"

Peter blinked and shook his head.

"Did you just say sorry?" He asked.

"Shut up Webs," Ava said sadly, her brown eyes full of unshed tears. Peter's instincts told him that girl, plus tears, equals panic.

"Don't cry!" He whispered. Ava looked at him, lips quivering. He saw Mr. Blackwell looking in their direction.

"Uh...we can talk after class. Meet me at my locker," He said hurriedly.

"Fine," Ava grumbled. Then she smiled, "Thanks."

"What is the world coming to?" Peter moaned quietly.

Peter waltzed through the hallways. Class had gone smoothly and Ava hadn't started spontaneously crying in the middle of it. And to top it off, he had gotten an A on his English test! All he had to do now was wait for Ava at his locker.

Like a date...

Peter grinned to himself, entertaining the idea.

Yup, everything was going to plan.

Until he felt someone else's pointy folder slam into his stomach and his books flew out of his hands.

"Watch it Web-Head!" Sam yelled, bending down to pick up his fallen stuff.

"You ran into me!" Peter said indignantly. He handed Sam his pencil case.

"Whatever," He muttered.

"What's wrong?" Peter suddenly asked.

"I don't know, nothing I guess."

Peter raised an eyebrow.

"I just...I kind of liked staying with you and your aunt. It reminded me of my own family," Sam sighed. Peter smiled gently. He placed a hand on Sam's shoulder, ignoring the weird looks of other passing students.

"You know you can come over anytime."

"I know. But I still miss them," Sam muttered. "Tell anyone about this and I will blast you into the sun!" He yelled, moping into a different hallway. Peter shrugged, mood slightly dampened, and continued walking. The bell rang.

Great! Now I'm going to be late for my next class! I still have to get my stuff from my locker and...

"AVA!" He yelled suddenly, running to his locker. The hallways were quickly emptying and Ava as nowhere to be found. Instead, there was a note on his locker.

My dad.

Peter face palmed. Today was the anniversary of her dad's death! He shoved the note into his pocket and grabbed a few things from the locker before sprinting to his next class.

Ava was not in this one, he would have to wait until lunch before he saw her again, unless he could find her in a hallway. He groaned quietly. But not quietly enough.

"What ails you friend?" Danny asked from the seat to his left. Peter brightened, Danny always knew what to do. You just had to decipher his speech first.

"I was supposed to meet Ava at my locker to talk about her dad's anniversary and I sort of...came too late," Peter said it all in one breath. Danny considered.

"You have a habit of being 'too late'," Danny noticed.

"Yeah thanks Fortune Cookie."

"Is it her father's marriage anniversary...or his death?" Danny asked awkwardly. Peter gave him a look that said: we're superheroes, what do you think?

"Oh."

"Yeah," Peter fingered the note in his pocket, feeling like the world's biggest screw up.

"My own father's anniversary will be in a month. As will my mother's," Danny said quietly. Peter rolled his eyes, not wanting to be mean, but also not wanting to tolerate this much sadness in one day..

"Let me guess, you miss them more than anything and wish you had someone to talk to about it?" Danny looked hurt. He offered no more advice, sitting very stiffly and staring straight ahead at the teacher. Peter immediately regretted his words. He figured he would give Danny some time to cool off since the blond teen didn't seem like he wanted anything more to do with Pete.

The rest of class went by painfully slowly. Danny didn't acknowledge Peter no matter how many times he whispered apologies. Finally the bell rang and Peter was able to intercept Danny just outside the door.

"Look, Danny! I'm sorry okay!" Peter pleaded. Danny glared, green eyes flashing. Peter back away slightly. Danny's glares could rival Fury's. Danny shoved past him and hurried towards his own locker. Peter sighed.

Ava was waiting at his locker.

"Ava! I am so sorry! Sam ran into me and we talked and then it was too late and...sorry," Peter explained. Ava scoffed.

"Yeah, I figured. Thanks for nothing Parker," She said, and then sashaying away. Peter banged his head against his locker.

"Um, are you okay?" Luke sidled up next to him. Peter didn't look up.

"Guess we're both having a bad day," Luke sympathized. Peter's fingers twitched into claws. He gritted his teeth and put on his sweetest, most patient voice, which sounded like a possessed doll in a horror movie.

"You. Don't. Say. Luke," He said slowly. "Because. It seems. Like everyone! Has! Been! Having! A! Bad! DAY!" He yelled.

"Sweet Christmas. I was just a little bummed over-"

"Your parents! You're bummed over your parents! Just like everyone else! Well news flash! I can't do anything about it!" Peter screamed. Luke cocked his head. Peter saw he was on the verge of getting mad, or laughing. He picked the latter.

"Dude! What are you talking about? I was just upset that I got a D on my English test, you seriously need to chill," Luke snorted. Peter froze mid-rant.

"Really?"

"Uh...yeah?"

"Oh. Heh, heh. Sorry Luke," Peter twiddled his thumbs nervously.

"Well in that case, I need to go. Places to be, people to comfort," Peter said, turning away.

"Luke, come on. We will be late for gym," Danny came around the corner with his gym bag. He saw Peter and his eyes narrowed. Luke looked between the two of them.

"Um...Am I missing something?"

"I might've said something I shouldn't have and Danny is mad at me," Peter sulked. Danny sniffed. Luke smirked.

"Well, I can't help you dude," Luke giggled. Danny nodded.

"What? Why! Just tell him to forgive me!"

Luke turned to Danny.

"He wants you to forgive him." Luke told him. Danny shook his head.

"Danny says no."

"Are you serious!"

"Hang on," Luke leaned into Danny, pretending to whisper with him. "Uh huh? Uh huh? Yep, got it. Pete!"

"What?"

"He wants me to tell you that patience is a virtue. Later!" Luke waved as he and Danny walked away. Peter seethed.

"That's it. I am so done," He muttered. The rest of the school day was spent with Harry and MJ. Finally Peter was relaxing, until school ended and he found himself in the Tricarrier.

"Spiderman! I need everyone to come to the conference room immediately for briefing!" Fury shouted through Spidey's communicator. Peter pulled on his mask and web-slung to the conference room.

He walked in to find a bunch of slouching teammates. Danny wouldn't look at him, Ava glared at him and wiped at her eye plates, Sam was a broken record player of sighs, and Luke...actually Luke wasn't that bad. He just look bored and mildly annoyed. Peter groaned and took his place at the long table.

Fury walked in a moment later.

"What is wrong with you all?" He yelled in a less-than-sympathetic tone. Silence.

"Fine. Don't tell me. Your mission is to find this guy," Fury pulled down a screen with a picture of a hooded figure in a light purple cloak that completely obscured his face with darkness. Only white marble-like eyes poked out from the shadows of his hood.

Out of his head and arms, grew white horns, dripping with neon green goo.

"He calls himself the Wish Master. Last known location: Times Square," Fury said. Peter stared into the Wish Master's white doll eyes. A shiver went up his spine.

"What are his powers?" Ava asked dully. Fury shot her a look.

"We don't know yet, that's part of your mission. Report his abilities and try to take him down," Fury said. The teens nodded.

"Good. Now go get 'em!" Fury offered a small smile and quickly walked out of the room. Peter sighed.

"Great. Let's just go then...I guess..." He said, his mind wandering to Aunt May.

"Fine by me," Ava said, getting up.

Peter and his team had been walking for ages. On the streets, along rooftops, and everywhere around Times Square. And still no sign of the Wish Master.

"This is taking forever!" Sam complained.

"Forever is relative to your own conscious ignorance! Seconds can be forever while forever can take seconds!" A voice said. Everyone looked to Danny, who shrugged and shook his head. Sam suddenly cried out, swerving in mid-air.

"Wait! No!"

"Bucket-Head! What's wrong?" Peter yelled. Sam was flying crazily now, faster and then slower.

"We're back at school! There's the science lab! Wait! There it is again! And...again? Everything is the same! I'm going in circles!" Sam panicked.

"What? Nova! Snap out of it! We're not in school!" Ava said. Sam spiraled up and then down, diving towards the concrete.

"Nova!" Peter shot webbing at him, pushing him to the side and webbing him to a building. Sam struggled, deliriously yelling about passing the science lab again.

"Forever and ever! Round and round!" The same voice spoke from nowhere. "Wish granted!"

"Wish Master!" Luke growled. Danny concentrated, lighting his fists. Peter saw him lunge forward and swing his fist at nothing. A second later, a large dent appeared in the wall next to Sam. The purple-clad villain materialized, coughing and slowly rising.

"Impressive! What's your secret?" He laughed, flying up into the air. Peter shot webs at him, but they seemed to go right through him.

"Two words, Shao Lao," Danny snarled, leaping up to punch him. Wish Master caught him by the neck.

"Iron Fist!" Peter shouted, bouncing off a wall and kicking Wish Master in his hood. It was surprisingly hollow-feeling. Wish Master didn't waver. Peter tried pulling on Danny with his webs. Danny grunted, squirming out of the web. His body went limp and Wish Master dropped him into Luke's arms.

"Fist? Dude!" Luke shouted. Danny's eyes opened, he screamed.

"Not again! Where? why! No! I already defeated you! I am worthy!" Danny squealed, gazing up at Luke in fear and confusion.

"What?"

"I beat you once, I'm not afraid!" Danny yelled, slamming a fist into Luke's side. The big teen dropped him in surprise.

"Dragons in the dungeons of your mind!" Wish Master said giddily. "Wish granted!"

"What is wrong with everyone!" Ava scoffed, slashing at Wish Master and back flipping onto him. He laughed shrilly. Ava pulled off his hood, trying to give Peter a target.

There was nothing there. Only two white doll eyes, floating in the space where a face should be.

"Whoa..." Pete trailed off.

"No, no, no! That's not nice!" Wish Master said. Before anyone could process how he was able to speak without a mouth, he grabbed Ava and threw her into Peter.

"We've gotta stop meeting like this," He chuckled.

"Don't talk to me Web-Head," She yelled, shutting him down. Meanwhile, Danny was still fighting Luke, pinning him down on the ground and raising his fist for a final strike. And suddenly he was webbed up next to Sam.

"Silence is the sound of madness! Wish granted!"

Ava cocked her head.

"You'll have to do better that!" She yelled. Then she yelled it again, louder. And again. Finally her eye plates widened and she started shrieking.

"I can't hear!" I'm deaf!"

"Tiger, you're fine!" Luke moaned. He was seriously annoyed now. Wish Master floated to the ground.

"Powerman! Sling shot!" Peter yelled, he attached a web to Luke and swung him around, building momentum.

"You're meat!" Luke cried, rushing Wish Master with a fist outstretched. He allowed Luke to hit him and flew back into a building, leaving an imprint. Luke smashed his fists into him over and over while Peter tied him up and kicked him in the face for good measure.

"Too much meat will make you sick! Wish granted!" The villain cackled. Peter glanced at Luke, ready to shoot him into the wall. Luke swayed.

"Ugh! Rotten meat!" He held his nose and fell to his knees, gagging.

"Spidey? Where are you? I'm in a meat locker! Can't breathe!" He said. Peter glared at the Wish Master.

"What are you doing? Change them back!" He commanded.

"If you wish...or..."

"Or nothing! Make them stop!"

"But you still haven't made your wish...go ahead. Anything you want. I'll grant it and change back your friends too. All you have to do is say it," Wish Master's voice was buttery and low.

"No. Change. Them. Back!" Peter said, but there was uncertainty in his tone.

"Think about it Spiderman. You can have anything you want! Anything in the world. You could even redo your day! Your week! Whatever you want!"

Peter thought about it. He wasn't getting anywhere by force. And it would be nice to have a wish. He glanced at his friends. Sam was twitching and crying and laughing at the same time, mumbling about going in circles. Danny was jerking in his restraints, shouting at dragons in Chinese.

Ava was on the floor, holding her ears and yelling nonsense to herself. Luke was green, about to be sick. Peter sighed, smiling a little.

"Well...we've all been so upset today..." Peter tried to phrase it correctly. Wish Master's white eyes glowed red. Peter heard the smile in his voice.

"Fresh starts and new beginnings! Wish. Granted," And with that, he went invisible and Peter saw the webs holding him go limp. A resonating laugh echoed all around him.

Peter's vision went red. The last thing he saw were those two, glowing eyes.

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