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Chapter 2: Enter Darcy, Tired Co-edNotes:
Right! So updating schedule is going to be Sun/Wed. And thank you for all the comments!
Quick note some shit I'm changing from the MCU/Comics cause fuck it. May is Peter's bio aunt. Mainly because the emotional stuff I can do with that is more fun. And also May deserves to brought in more centrally. Then Pietro Maximoff is alive, doing a miserable amount of physical therapy on the Barton farm. But he lives. Honestly his death was dumb and I love him in the comics so I'm keeping him. I'm stretching out the timeline for the Accords cause the timeframe from the movie is ridiculous and not feasible! Jesus christ. And I'm super stretching out the time from Ghost Rider to Framework in Agents of SHIELD. Just...the timeline was already whack so fuck it. Zemo from Civil War is just...I'm dropping him. He was dumb and his plot made no sense and he didn't need to exist for the plot to work. Probably some other minor stuff I'm forgetting. But figured a heads up was in order.
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Darcy Lewis had forgotten what sleep was. She also found she understood Jane on a level she hadn't wanted to know her on. No wonder scientists were feral creatures that required babysitting. University forced them into bad habits. Just thinking of it Darcy grabbed a poptart and started eating. She would not turn into Jane, she would not.
She was half convinced she was hallucinating when she heard the knock on her door. Darcy rubbed at her eyes. Dear Thor what time was it? The clock said seven thirty pm. Huh, so early, she wouldn't have guessed that.
The knock on the door came again.
Was it worth it? Darcy groaned and began to slog from her bed to the door. She only tripped over one pile of murdered toasters. Finding cheap parts was difficult. Grabbing the door she yanked it open. "Yes?"
"You're Darcy!" A very excited middle schooler yelped in awe...high schooler?
The girl who looked around Darcy's age...maybe highschool, set a hand on the kid's shoulder. "Hi." She raised her other hand holding a massive take out bag from the Chinese place down the street. "Can we come in?"
"I'll have you know I tased Thor. Also I'm broke. So like go rob from someone else, if you want broken toasters I've got six of them." Darcy was way too tired and not stupid enough to let strangers into her apartment.
The girl rolled her eyes. "Please, this chinese is worth more than your apartment Lewis."
"And you know my name...is this a stalking thing? Cause I know I got humongous girls here but I'm an equal opportunity taser." Darcy's nose twitched at the smell wafting from the bag, that was kung pao chicken in there. Points to not being crazy serial killers.
Both of the strangers's eyes automatically flicked to her breasts. Then the oddest thing happened, both of their faces scrunched up in horror and disgust. The tween...teen?'s face turned bright red, eyes snapping to the ceiling. "Not thieves!"
The girl huffed out a laugh. "I'm afraid incest isn't my thing." She raised a brow pointedly. "Name's Daisy Johnson and this is Peter Parker and we're your siblings."
Darcy went to open her mouth and then paused. Her mom had always rocked the single mom thing till she'd met Brad a few years ago. And thanks to her Grams's photos Darcy knew her mom had partied. "You're asian." She looked at Daisy, and then to Peter. "Huh, so what was our dad a giant manwhore?"
"More than you can possibly imagine." Daisy looked vaguely disgusted. "Walking std does not describe it. And he rather famously uses condoms, which makes us the 1 in 99 hook ups."
Darcy stepped back and waved them in. "Don't mind the mess." She shuffled over to the kitchen part of the studio. Great Thor she didn't like this shit hole. "Make yourselves at home I guess?"
"I checked your order history, think I got your favorite," Daisy remarked while shutting the door behind her.
The kid, Peter, sounded awestruck. "Is that an NI ELVIS for data acquisition and control with 16 analog outputs and four inputs!?"
"You know what an NI ELVIS is?" Darcy looked at him in interest, and yes his eyes were bright with excitement.
Peter nodded so fast it looked like his head might fall out. "I prefer chemical sciences and physics but if you've got an Elvis you've got to be good at this stuff."
"I am? I mean never figured I'd be good at it. But you know teachers, they saw the girls and the bouncy hair and assumed I'd be bad at it and honestly I was just bored in their classes." Darcy shrugged.
Daisy snorted as she started pulling out chinese containers and setting them on the rickety table. "Apparently science and sarcasm is what we all got from our dad. Or well hacking in my case."
"You hack? Have a handle I might recognize? Cause this whole sibling thing, freaking me out but like might not be that bad." Darcy grabbed forks from her drawer, bumping it shut with her hip.
Daisy grinned, her eyes lighting up for the first time since she'd arrived. "Gave myself the name Skye when I was fifteen. Founding member of the Rising Tide, 'skyenet'."
"Holy hot tamales! You're skyenet!? The skyenet!?" Darcy gapped at her..half sister? "How old were you when you started? Twelve?!"
"Sixteen actually." Daisy's lips twitched. "Smarts are kinda our thing."
Peter grinned. "I made super webbing fluid at thirteen." He looked at Daisy with big brown eyes full of hero worship. But a smug little grin on his face.
Daisy looked at him with a raised brow. "I didn't go to fancy school, or even the same school for more than a year. I had to learn hacking from my boyfriend. I mean he turned out to be a douchebag, but you know he was useful first. And not my worst boyfriend."
"Wait webfluid?" Dary pinched the bridge of her nose. "So you two help out the Spiderman? Of course you do. Thor, next you'll say one of you is SHIELD."
"Former, technically." Daisy shrugged. "And yeah the kid helps the web swinger."
Peter pouted. "Oh come on, you have to trust family. And you said we're not talking to our dad, but yes to sister." He turned to Darcy. "I don't help Spiderman, I am Spiderman. And she's Quake."
"Really?" Daisy lightly slapped him upside the head as she turned to face him. "Have you never heard of a secret identity? That's lesson number one of powers is don't talk about powers."
Darcy grabbed her coffee pot. "Powers, of course you have powers. But Fight Club reference, I can live with that." She looked at her two siblings and the horrifying thing was that she believed them. "So should I be expecting powers?"
Peter winced. "No? Like I got bit by a radioactive spider? So don't really have one of those."
"I'm an inhuman, on my mom's side." Daisy shrugged. "Kung Pao Chicken?"
"Thor yes." Darcy grabbed the box while handing the forks over to Daisy. "So I'm guessing you used my DNA on file with SHIELD to find me?"
Daisy grinned while dropping into the half broken armchair. "It was surprisingly easy after I built the new SHIELD database."
"Ok it's bugging me. How old are you kid?" Darcy looked at Peter who'd just nabbed an eggroll.
He paused, squaring his shoulders. "Fourteen."
"Could have sworn you were younger." Darcy took a bite of her chicken, Thor that was good.
Daisy snickered. "It's the baby face."
"HEY!" Peter yelped.
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Daisy munched on her third eggroll. She softened at the sight of her siblings. Giving Peter this, a sister who wouldn't abandon him again. She could make sure they were safe, then leave before death reached them.
"So these gauntlets are super tacky. What if we change them to a plastic polymer with a rubber base?" Peter suggested from where he was bent over the table with Darcy.
Darcy made a groaning sound. "It'll crack, that's why the original engineer used this metal alloy." She tapped the damaged remains of Daisy's old gauntlets. "What if we made a metallic rubber weave?"
"It wouldn't hold the burden of anything past a rickter 2.4 vibration." Peter denied.
Daisy could feel her eyes glazing over, god it was almost as bad as Fitz and Simmons when they got started on a project. She hopped up and slipped out of the tiny crappy apartment. It was easy enough to slip up to the roof. She sat on the edge of the building, her legs hanging off. Pulling out her phone she stared at it.
-"Who is this?"- Jemma's voice came through, it was all frustration and british impatience.
Daisy smiled. "Hey."
-"DAISY!"- Jemma coughed before lowering her voice. -"Where are you? Are you ok? Do you need anything?"-
Her muscles relaxed for the first time in weeks. "I'm good, turns out the little bro and big sis got all the brains in the family."
-"Oh don't give yourself so little credit. You're very smart in your own way."- Jemma happily babbled. -"I don't know if I can get you anything, the new Director is very strict."-
Daisy's smile grew as she sat on the roof, the only lights the passing artifice of the city. "It's ok, Peter's very determined to fix my gauntlets, his aunt was upset about the whole fractured bone thing."
-"That is completely barbaric. You can't just keep breaking yourself!"- Jemma whisper shrieked.
Daisy laughed at that. "I'm doing better."
-"If you just came back I could take care of you. It'd be like old times."- Jemma wheedled.
She looked at the people going about their business down below. "I can't come back. Maybe death does follow me, maybe it doesn't. But I can't keep losing people."
-"Daisy, please you're throwing away your career, friends who love you. Lincoln wouldn't want you to be alone."- Jemma begged.
Daisy clucked her tongue. "I can't go back to SHIELD."
-"Well maybe you can stay with your family. Find a purpose there? You know you'll always be my best friend. But if you need a new family then well maybe these people can be that family?"-
She sighed. "I'm not staying long. Just keep them safe. They're better off without me."
-"We weren't better off without you."- There was clicking on her end. -"You built us up, saved millions of lives. Will you consider it, please?"-
"Maybe once I have them secure I can….I don't know...get a new van." Daisy ran a hand through her hair. "Thank you for being, well you."
-"You're certainly welcome, though I'm unsure what that means."- Jemma made a particular sound. -"Did I tell you Fitz took me to-"-
Daisy closed her eyes while letting herself listen to Jemma ramble on about Fitz. It was good to hear about something that felt normal. She didn't miss SHIELD, but she missed the people though. Letting her head fall back she sighed, she'd have to buy Jemma and Fitz an apartment. Honestly they'd never agree on a place in their budget. This was...peaceful.
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Darcy passed a frozen bag of peas to Daisy. "So you're really my half sister then. Gotta say, life just keeps getting more and more whack."
"Good way of putting it." Daisy passed a beer to Darcy. "You've been pretty chill about the half siblings, superhero and vigilante things."
Darcy snorted. "Please, I tased the god of thunder, had my ipod stolen by a secret agent, had my boss lady get possessed with a magical space rock, there were some portals, then changed my major from political science to mechanical engineering. Which was somehow harder than the alien mumbo jumbo."
"I get that." Daisy took a long sip of her beer. "It's one weird world."
Darcy raised her beer and clinked their bottles together. She eyed her sister, they looked quite different, likely the most different of the three of them. But she recognized something there, that same thing that had told her to let them into her apartment. "You're planning on leaving Peter sometime soon aren't you?"
"Death follows wherever I go." Daisy shifted the frozen peas on her horrifically bruised and swollen forearm.
She paused, eyebrows raising. "I mean that's bullshit. But I'll look out for the kid once you decide to disappear. He's sweet." Darcy glanced over to where Peter was passed out on the couch and snoring, the pink penguin blanket tucked carefully over him. "If you don't keep in touch he'll be heartbroken."
"He'll be something special." Daisy hissed as the peas shifted slightly in the bag. "Make sure you take a look at his goggles, they're something alright."
Darcy nodded. "So, the invite to family dinner tomorrow?"
"Aunt May will hunt you down if you don't show. That woman is almost as effective at getting her way as the other May I know."
There was a slightly awkward silence. Darcy fiddled with the label on her beer bottle. Honestly, the kid helped with breaking the ice. "So if you were SHIELD, that mean you ever met Coulson? Cause for a suit he was pretty awesome."
"He ever show you Lola?" Daisy grinned.
She paused. "Agentman had a girlfriend?"
"His car." Daisy snorting before bursting into giggles. "Though he did have a thing with the cellist and then I think he and May are starting to have a thing."
Darcy paused. "Starting?"
"You didn't get the 'he's alive' memo when SHIELD fell?" Daisy reached out with her less damaged arm and patted her on the shoulder. "Yeah details suck, moral of the story is if it dies don't use alien blood to resurrect them." She took a long drink from her bottle. "Unless they're already part alien."
Darcy banged her head against the table. "How is it that every time you open your mouth there's just...so much there."
"Hazard of SHIELD." Daisy frowned. "Or hazard of me."
Darcy stared at her sister. "You are a serious downer. You know that right?"
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Peter yawned as he stumbled into the kitchen. He scratched at his tummy as he poured coffee into his nerd mug. Eyes half closed he dumped sugar and milk into his mug. Carting the milk and his coffee to the table he set them down before fumbling for a bowl and cereal.
"It's hard to believe he has super reflexes." May's voice chimed in.
Daisy replied, laughter in her voice. "I don't know, it's impressive he hasn't run into anything."
"We haven't rearranged furniture in years." May replied in good humor.
He grumbled. "The worst." Peter slumped into his chair and proceeded to drown his cereal in milk.
There was giggling from both of them, the traitors. May cleared her throat. "So what are your plans for today Daisy?"
"I was going to get the supplies for go bags. Well the basics. It's important that if anyone finds out Peter's identity that you two can get out till I can get to you." There was a clink as Daisy set down her own mug of coffee. "And I'm going to need some paintball equipment."
May sighed. "Do I want to know why you need paintball equipment?"
"I'm not letting Peter get shot. Bulletproof suit, no pajamas. And he's going to learn how to avoid gunfire." Daisy reached out punching his shoulder.
"Ow." Peter rubbed at his arm. He then stilled, eyes opening fully for the first time all morning. "Wait, you're going to teach me how to dodge bullets?!"
Daisy looked at him like he was an idiot. "You want to be a superhero, that means dodging training." She grinned. "And I get shooting practice."
"If it keeps him from getting hurt you can shoot him with as many paintballs as possible." May sighed looking at him. "I know you're a hero. But do you have to go out there right now?" She reached out touching his hand.
Peter swallowed. "Uncle Ben said with great power comes great responsibility. And I… how do I not do anything when I can?"
"Power comes with a bunch of crap you're not ready for, so we'll get you used to it so this world doesn't consume you and spit you out." Daisy was kind, but also sad as she looked at him. It was…
He ducked away from his sister's look. "Yeah, I'll do whatever I can to do better."
"Save me for I have been blessed by the best of people in my life." May took Daisy's hand and squeezed it gently. "Both of you."
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Darcy rolled her eyes as she spotted her new sibling in the shitty diner she waited tables for. She stepped over and set a glass of water down. "Anyone know you're here kid?"
"Daisy said something about homework, but she'll be here in a bit." He grinned, practically bouncing in his seat. "So I had a thought. Daisy's got her old gauntlets from like two evolutions ago, and they're kinda busted cause she stripped the tracking system out. But we could repair it right?"
She considered it. "That would be doable. Cause shock absorbing gauntlets are beyond what we have the equipment to make. But repair? I can do that."
"Sweet! Cause I already nicked them." Peter cheerfully gulped from his water glass.
Darcy snorted. "I'm not serving you anything with caffeine."
"That's...fine. Can I at least have some fries?" He gave her the biggest big brown puppy eyes.
She reached out ruffling his hair and stalked back to the kitchen. Darcy shot a look at the other waitress. "Caroline cover for me? I'm gonna hang with the kid since it's slow."
"He's illegally too young for you." Caroline dropped her hands onto her hips.
Darcy rolled her eyes. "Please, I like men, thank you very much. And that's my half brother and our half sister is apparently crashing later. Turns out our dad was a manwhore."
"Huh, three of you...really?" Caroline whistled. "Well hot damn."
Darcy filled out an order form for Peter and Daisy, she'd seen them eat. One order of fries her ass. "Knew my dad was a deadbeat, didn't know he was a slut. What can you do though?"
"At least he's not in jail. Is he in jail? It could be something we have in common besides this shitty job." Caroline perked up slightly.
Darcy sniggared. "If only, the female population would be safer from STDs."
"Eh, three kids on different women isn't too bad." Caroline snapped her table rag at her.
She hopped backwards with a huff. "We're from condom slips. Enough sex for three condom slips that led to kids."
"Seriously? Damn. Never mind. He's a manwhore among manwhores. Is that something to be disgusted by or to congratulate you for?" Her friend's face scrunched in confusion.
Darcy actually considered that. Not that she'd processed Tony fucking Stark was her bio dad yet. But… "Well at least he gave me great bone structure and amazing hair."
"Fair enough." Caroline sighed as she spotted a new customer coming in. She flipped her hair and plastered on a fake smile.
Darcy filled a plastic cup with ice and sprite. She slid it in front of Peter and dropped onto the cracked vinyl seat. "So why the superhero gig? Shouldn't you be in school?"
"Half day today." Peter slurped from his soda. "Thanks for this."
She raised an eyebrow. "You're paying for it."
Darcy stared at the notebook in front of Daisy. "You're going to make us learn code?"
"Evac options and methods of making sure we can warn each other if something happens. We're in a city that's been invaded by aliens, and gets hit by egocentric idiots at least three times a year and we're all targets."
Peter picked up the pack of colored pencils. "We could do color codes? It's easier to drop into conversation that way."
"Fuck it, I'd like not to get squished by an alien. So does this mean safe houses?" Darcy clouched back in the booth.
Daisy seemed to relax. "Safe houses are...I'm working on setting one up for you. But typically you just need to disappear for a few days. Which just means find the cheapest, rattiest motel you can and watch crap tv and get food from the local gas station."
"Do we at least get a go bag with cleaning supplies and sheets in it then?" Darcy's nose wrinkled. Shitty motels were so gross.
"It's the basics." Daisy huffed out a laugh for the first time since they'd met. "Gross, but necessary."
Peter dunked a fry into the ketchup. "I get to help with villains right?"
"Not till you graduate highschool." Daisy stole one of Peter's fries. "Evacuation of civilians at most."
Darcy nodded. "I'm with her. So my job in all these plans is basically, run and hide right?"
"I'm sure we can come up with a few involving your taser." Daisy's eyes had a knowing glint.
Darcy cleared her throat. "Whether or not I have a technically illegal military grade taser in my purse is none of your business."
"But you threatened to tase us?" Peter looked at her in confusion.
Daisy shared an amused look with Darcy before replying with a quirk of her lips. "The mysterious ways of women." Daisy's head tilted. "Which keep it in mind that women are far more likely to stab you with their keys or have a weapon of some kind on their person."
".....why?" Peter looked between them, eyes wide in alarm.
Darcy folded her hands in front of her. "Alright, listen to me whippersnapper. As a small time hero you're going to be helping a lot of women with creepy dudes. Now.."
Darcy snorted into her milkshake. "We are not making a plan for what to do if one of us is turned into a gerbil. There's no way."
"It could happen!" Peter protested.
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