I know, I know, another damn story already, this time with Overwatch but can you blame me? It's not my fault that everything I touch for the most part becomes gold soooo... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

This story will be a combination of Overwatch, Spider-man, Ultimate Marvel and bits of the MCU. And just before anyone asks, no the likes of Thor won't show up, but people like Tony Stark, Vision or even the man with America's ass Steve Rogers will.

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Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Overwatch characters seen, mentioned or used.

Numbani, 2067... twenty years after the Omnic Crisis.

"Look out!

A young man, barely holder than sixteen and dressed in a blue suit with a red spider like skull on the chest, red arm blades attached to his forearms and red lenses on his mask ducked as a flaming hovercar flew over his head and slammed into the side of a building. The force f the impact engulfed the car in a fire inferno followed by a loud thundering boom' followed by a small shockwave.

The man glanced up at the damaged, burning side of the building with a low whistle "Well, I think it's safe to say that we have his attention"

"I'll say luv" a young girl around the teen's age appeared next to him in a 'blink' of blue light dressed in a aviator's flight jacket over a specially designed, yet stylish yellow body suit, black sneakers, white arm guards and a yellow visor over her eyes. On her chest was a harness that allowed the young woman to harness and control the temporal chronal energies her body had been infuse with.

She gave the young teen a quick once over to make sure he was fine "How you holding up on yer first real mission with us, Peter?"

Peter gave the her a dry look "Greaaat Tracer, I've always wanted to fight a guy with a big mechanized arm that's throwing cars at me"

If it wasn't clear, Peter was less than pleased with how this mission was going. It started off as a simple recon mission, some shadowy terrorist organization going by the name 'Talon' had been making some serious moves lately and Overwatch sent a team consisting of himself, Winston, Genji and Tracer to investigate. But it seemed Talon was ready for them and ambushed the small squad just as they arrived at a hotel that they would be using as a base of operations for the next few days. Peter did his best to not dwell on the dozens of innocent people that got literally caught in the crossfire.

"You think that we're still gonna get billed for the damages?" Peter asked as he nodded towards the devastated street, trying to distract his mind from the bloodied, torn bodies back at the hotel not even half a block away.

Tracer grinned at Peter's statement before her harness glowed and she sped ahead of him and towards the newest incarnation of the 'Doomfist' along with the super intelligent gorilla Winston and the cyberized ninja Genji. Peter glanced down at his web shooters to make sure they were both fully loaded before he leaped into the air and shot a web line out and used it to swing towards the talon agent as he dodged a shot from Winston's plasma cannon and rushed the scientist and sent his armored first right into the ape's core, sending him flying back at triple digit speeds.

Peter saw Tracer 'blink' out of the wat and avoid Winston's massive form before she blinked again to avoid the car that Doomfist threw at her. Seeing the man distracted, and Geni running along the side of one of the buildings that Peter was swinging by, the two quickly launched an attack to try and distract the man until their 'tank' was back on his feet. Doomfist noticed the two approaching and ripped a door off the side of a nearby car and threw it towards Genji who leaped over the make shift projectile as it flew towards him. Peter aimed his web shooter at it and snagged the door and used it to sling shot back into Doomfist while Genji threw several ninja stars after it, using the door's large frame to mask his attack. As the doom slammed into Doomfist and several of Genji's stars found their mark on the man's less armored arm and legs, Tracer raced around him in a blue blur firing off her twin pulse pistols.

The man brought his arm in close to shield him from Tracer's shots and from more stars thrown by Genji as the two raced around him while Peter landed on a nearby crushed car and began to pelt his form with his impact webbing. Doomfist growled in frustration as trio continued to pelt his form with their respective weapons all the while more and more of his body was covered it in re-enforced webbing. The Numbani criminal activated some sort of energy field within his gauntlet and used it to burn away the webbing surrounding the cybernetic arm before he proceeded to rip the rest of the webbing off himself.

"How the heck do you stop this guy" Peter said with a look of disbelief as Doomfist raised his gauntlet and slammed int into the ground.

KRA-KWOOOOM!

The force of the impact shook the entire street and buildings, causing glass to crack and shatter while the street was torn apart by the force of the man's counter attack. Peter was forced to leap back or risk getting hit by the chunks of asphalt sent flying into the air while Genji was blown back by the force of the impact. The mechanized ninja saw a car flying towards him and quickly drew his blade and sliced through the destroyed vehicle just in time to see Doomfist flying right towards him. Peter and Tracer could only watch as Doomfist slammed his armored gauntlet into Genji's body, cracking and denting his armor and causing god knows how much internal damage and sending the hyper lethal man flying into the street below where he skipped across the uneven pavement and slammed into a car.

"Genji!" Tracer yelled before she narrowed her eyes at Doomfist and sped towards the man, firing off her pulse pistols as she raced and teleported around the man. He stood where he was, tracking her movements before he made to grab her only to miss at the last second. He growled in annoyance as he tracked her again before he reached out and seized her by her harness.

"Tracer!" Peter yelled in shock as he watched Doomfist tear the device from her back and kicked her away.

Tracer's body began to flicker in and out of time as the chronal energies ran wild through her body before she disappeared in a flash of blue, leaving Peter standing there in horror at his friend's disappearance. It was than he noticed Doomfist approaching him, crushing Tracer's harness in his hand before he tossed it aside. Peter narrowed his eyes at the man and began to shoot off a barrage of web bullets at the man who charged through them and raised his fist to punch Peter. The young teen quickly jumped out of the way and stuck to the side of a building that was riddled with cracks and gazed at the glaring man as he pulled his armored fist out of the ground with a grunt.

"Uhh, you wouldn't be willing to surrender now, would you?" Peter said nervously as he felt a tingling at the base of his skull as the man took a step forward.

"You are quite resourceful and smart for a boy" the man said with a Nigerian accent as he held up his gauntlet and activated some sort of internal mechanism that increased the energy flow and output of the powerful weapon "But it will not be enough to save you"

And with that, Doomfist leaped towards Peter as he felt the tingling at the base of his skull flare to the point that he actually froze, unable to move as terror gripped him.

"Oh this is gonna hurt sooo much" Peter said as Doomfist's armored fist came flying towards his face just as he heard Winston yell his name.

"Peter"

"Peter"

"PETER!"

...

"AAHHH!" Peter sprang up in surprise and all but flew out of his chair and away from his desk, his breathing heavy and his eyes wide as they scanned the room he was in. It was no longer the devastated streets of Numbani, but his office at Parker Industries, ten years later. And before him stood a short woman, Anna Maria Marconi, rather than a six and a half foot tall mountain of muscle and cybernetic enhancements, looking at him with wide eyes.

"...Peter?" she said uneasily at the wild look in the man's eyes.

Seeing that there was no danger, Peter took several deep breathes in an effort to calm himself. His heart was beating like he ran a marathon carrying Winston and already sweat was forming on his brow. After a few seconds of regaining control of himself, Peter nodded and slowly walked back to his seat.

"Sorry Anna, I uh, I-"

"Fell asleep... again" Anna said with a shake of her head as she noticed the small puddle of drool on Peter's desk "That's the third time I've caught you sleeping in your office"

Peter winced at this "Yeah..."

"I thought you said you were getting better" Anna said with a pointed glare towards the taller man that made him feel even smaller than her.

"I... may have jumped the gun on that one" Peter chuckled nervously "But really, I am. I just need to head over to meet with Doctor Temple later and have her re-check my vitamins"

"You said that before" Anna stated with a saddened frown "Peter, look could you just meet with-"

"I'm fine Anna, I don't need to see some shrink" Peter said with a shake of his head as he took his seat and wiped away some of the drool on his desk before he activated the holographic keyboard and desk top on it's surface "Besides, I'd rather not go telling some random stranger of my life"

"It'd be better than you relapsing every several weeks" Anna argued.

"Or it'll just make things worse" Peter said as he stared down at Anna "Look, I appreciate you looking after me, really I do-"

"Cause you sure as hell won't" Anna interrupted.

"-BUT" Peter said loudly "I'm an adult. And frankly this is my problem, not yours that I need to deal with"

"Yes, but when your problem starts to affect your efficiency as both my partner and CEO of our company, it damn well is my problem too!" Anna snapped at Peter as she marched up to him and began to poke him in the chest "We have over nine thousand employees world wide that we need to look after along with hardware and software that's well north of several hundred millions dollars at least. If our investors find out that your PTSD is starting to affect you to the point you can barely get more than a few hours of sleep A WEEK, we'll be out of money and on the streets within half that time!"

"I wouldn't go that far" Peter said with a doubtful frown.

"Your right, it'd be the end of that exact day they find out" Anna said before she fell silent for a few seconds. Se then looked back at Peter with a frown "I'll be going to China alone for the Expo while you stay here, get some rest, get Claire to give your meds another check and get some actual sleep"

Peter's eyes widened at this "Wait, what?!"

"Peter, this Expo is going to have the likes of OsCorp, Stark Industries, HAMMER, Fisk Industries, Alchemax, and Volskay there. If any of them see how rattled you are, they'll be on us like sharks on a seal" Anna explained.

"But..." Peter began before he fell silent under Anna's look.

After a few minutes of tense silence, Anna sighed as she wandered over and brought Peter into a hug "Peter, I know you hate being treated like some fragile child, I do, but you are in no condition for this Expo. Not with people like Osborn or Volskaya lurking around looking for anything they can use to get ahead of us"

"Katya's not that bad she's just... Katya" Peter said in a muffled voice as he buried his head in Anna's hair.

"What she is, is a cold hypocrite of a bitch" Anna corrected with a sigh as she broke the hug "I swear, your too nice to a woman that nearly bankrupted us"

"She didn't bankrupt us" Peter said with a eye roll "She just cost us a lot of money when she copied our Mech suit plans before we could patent or trademark them is all"

"Yeah, that's not bankrupting us at all" Anna said with a eye roll as she retrieved a collapsible tablet from her pocket and switched it on.

Peter hummed at this as he glanced out the window to see the city that never sleeps was true to it's nick name bustling with activity. Anna scowled at Peter's diverted attention and made her displeasure known by smacking his leg, causing him to jump and look down at her with a frown.

"What?" he asked.

"Are we going to be hiring Helix for our security or not?" Anna asked again with a annoyed scowl.

"Why wouldn't we?" Peter asked with a shrug.

"Gee, I don't know, maybe because you and one of it's most accomplished and highly ranked members used to date before it fell apart because you both are dumbasses who got lost in their work maybe?" Anna said in a dry sarcastic tone "Or because there was that undercut of jealousy between the two of you"

"Jealousy?" Peter said with a gasp "What jealousy?"

"You being part of Overwatch where she wasn't and was on the verge of joining before it was shut down and disbanded" Anna said as she folded her arms across her chest.

"She wasn't jealous and even then I was part of Overwatch, like actually part of it, for like six months" Peter said with a sigh "And Uncle Jack and Uncle Gabe made sure I got the 'easy missions' with more chaperones than a school dance"

"Until Numbani when you went up against a man that leveled several skyscrapers with a single punch" Anna snorted in grim amusement before her expression grew more serious "But Peter, I need an actual answer. Are we going to hire Helix to guard our items at the Expo or not?"

Peter was silent for a few seconds before he glanced nervously at Anna "Is there... anyone else just as qualified?"

Anna frowned at Peter's question before she nodded slowly "There is, Sable International. Good recommendations, their people are good if a bit pricey and their leader's a bit... difficult, but reliable. Their not as heavily armed as Helix is but I doubt we'll have to worry about rouge Omnics corrupted by any God Programs at this Expo"

"We're take them then" Peter said with a nod, causing Anna to sigh as she typed a few things on her tablet.

"I swear, you two need to work out your issues" Anna said to the twenty eight year old man.

"We have" Peter said with a scoff as he turned away from his co-chairman "And in doing so, we've decided to never speak to each other again. Which was my idea, I might add"

"Yeaaaaah... I'm sure it was" Anna said as she turned to leave "Now if you need me, I have to go and see how Otto is coming along in his research into more advance biotics. He seems confident his models will be superior to anything else on the market. Even Omnics will line up to have them installed on their persons, or so he says"

"Let me know how it goes" Peter said with a nod as he watched the short woman leave his office before he let out a sigh of exhaustion and fell back against his chair. After a few seconds, he pressed a icon on his desk's holographic board that connected him to his assistant, Karen "Karen?"

"Yes mister Parker?" the Omnic replied over the channel.

"Any other appointments for the day?" Peter asked, hoping there wasn't any.

"Just one at two, but it'll be some time until they arrive" Karen replied.

"How long?" Peter asked.

"An hour, sir" Karen stated.

"Better than ten minutes I guess" Peter said with an eye roll as he sat up "Alright, remind me about it in fifty minutes. I'll be in my room"

"Of course sir" Karen said as Peter made his way to a door on the other end of the office and walked through it as they automatically parted for him.

The lights flickered on automatically before dimming and a soft electric beat began to play in the background. Peter took a deep breath as he undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt around the collar and neck as he made his way towards the small bed at the other end of the room and collapsed on the soft mattress with a relieved sigh. His eyes gazed up at he ceiling with a thoughtful expression. H was still a little upset that he wouldn't be going to the Expo with Anna to showcase their newest inventions, like the new light and sound bending fabrics, their 'super glue', re-enforced body armor for both military and public use and their hopefully revolutionary 'Web ware'.

'Guess I could try and visit London... I promised Lena I would' Peter thought to his former teammate and best friend. She's been harping on him to visit her for a while and meet her new girlfriend Emily.

He's been meaning to visit but lately his work had just been piling up more and more and then there was the nightmares and memories that kept him awake for days on end before even his enhanced body gave out and crashed. He'd rather she not see him like this, though the former Overwatch agent would probably just tell Peter he needed to 'relax and have a drink or four or go out and kick the ever loving bullocks out of some bad guy'.

'Good old Lena, either find a drink or find a guy to beat up to help me forget my problems' Peter smiled slightly before he glanced at the photo on his night stand and crawled over to the edge and picked it up.

It was a picture of him when he was sixteen, just a few months after his Aunt's and Uncle's deaths because of a car jacker that he let escape with several thousand dollars all because he felt cheated earlier that night. Peter was facing foster care as his best case scenario before his other uncle on his Aunt's side, her brother in law to be exact, Jack Morrison, offered to take him in. He stood behind Peter with a grin on his face and hand on his shoulder while next to him stood his best friend Gabriel Reyes, who Peter thought was the coolest guy ever. And between them, and arm around both Reyes and Morrison was Ana Amari, the closest thing he had to a mother after both his actual mother's death and his Aunt's. When Peter was first taken in by them he was... difficult.

He never listened, he was reclusive and he wanted nothing to do with any of them. All he cared about was finding the man that killed his Aunt and Uncle and ripping the man apart with his bare hands and on a few occasions snuck out of the Overwatch compound to try and do just that before he was literally dragged back, half the time in restraints. But as the weeks turned to months, the three longtime Overwatch agents slowly dragged Peter away from the very dark path he was on, even if Gabriel would joke that a little darkness never hurt nobody. It took time, and reserves of patience that Peter was sure that those three never knew they had before he began open up and actually try and socialize with people outside of them.

The first was Lena, who was the closest in age to him, the second was Ana's own daughter Fareeha. Then Winston and Angela and then Reinhardt and Torbjörn.

"Happier days..." Peter said to himself as he placed the picture back on the table and glanced outside his window towards the city.

In recent years the world seemed to be growing more and more dangerous. Everywhere would be warlords, dictators, terrorists and shadowy organizations were growing in power, influence and reach. Equal rights for Omnics were becoming less and less likely and if half of what Peter has heard coming out of Russia and even England is true, they were facing a potential modern day holocaust of their own. There were long nights where Peter would stay up, watching the news as the world seemed to descend further and further into chaos and he was left wondering what he could do to try and stop it. The obvious answer would be to suit up after so long and swing out there like the old days to stop the bad guys and do what he could to help people, human or Omnic alike... but was it the right answer?

If he did, Peter would be in direct violation of the Petras Act and bring down hell from both the U.N. and Overwatch's 'successor' SHIELD and possibly make the lives of other former Overwatch agnets very difficult. And that was just his actions as Spider-man, if somehow word got out who he was under the mask, then Parker Industires would be history, thousands of people would loose their jobs, people whose families relied on his company to get by and others could face persecution for being possible co-conspirators.

'Me going out there would probably just make things worse in the end... not very responsible thing for me to do' Peter thought with a sigh as he prepared to try and catch a little bit of sleep before he heard Karen's voice through the room's intercom.

"Sir?"

"Yes Karen?" Peter said as he got up and quickly fixed his tie before he headed over to the door and had it open to the Omnic outside with a tablet in her hands.

"Sir, a..." Karen glanced back down at the tablet and quirke dher head as she read the name "A miss Ziegler is here to see you, she appears to be your two o' clock appointment"

"It's Doctor Ziegler, not miss. she hates it when you call her that" Peter corrected with a amused grin as he passed Karen with a nod "Send her up please"

"Of course sir" Karen said with a nod as she followed after her boss as the door to his room closed.

...

And done.

Next chapter, A famiair face visits, a vacation is planned and a date is made... what could go wrong?