Julian Parker

I don't own Marvel… All hail the mouse?

…New York was quiet… which was a miracle unto itself as it was the Superpowered capital of the world. Maybe the Punisher was out tonight, who knows?... But we're not here for New York as a whole right now, we're focusing on one of its more famous buildings: The Baxter Building. Top five floors… Aka the Fantastic Four Headquarters…

It was 8:00. Johnny Storm the Human Torch had a date with a girl or three, and Sue Richards the Invisible Woman was out at book club with a few other capes. Reed Richards: Mr. Fantastic, was trying to solve world hunger, on another world entirely, through an intergalactic communication device, and would like to not be disturbed. So that left the most important night duty to Ben Grimm: The Thing…

Putting the kids to bed…

"…And so… the three little pigs lived happily ever after…" he said, reading the storybook to Franklin and Valeria Richards… Franklin was out like a light… Valeria stared curiously at her loving 'uncle' with a very Victor Von Doom face…

"The likelihood of three pigs outsmarting a wolf is very unlikely Uncle Ben…" she stated as Ben's craggy face crinkled in a smile and he put the book back on the shelf, and tucked the far to smart for her own good, five-year-old-into bed.

"Yeah… but all the best stories have happy endings." He said leaning over and carefully giving his niece a kiss on the forehead as she slunk into her bed. "Night Kiddo." He said, stomping rather loudly to the door.

"Good night, Uncle Ben." She said a little creepily, but she closed her eyes and soon joined her easy-going older brother in dreamland.

Ben yawned broadly and headed towards the kitchen. Grabbing a comically oversized mug and filling it with a carton of Milk. He began drinking it casually, walking down the hallways of the Fantastic Four HQ and passing the 'machines Reed Built when he was Bored' room… and paused… taking a step back and glaring into the massive room as he noticed a particularly large circular ring was… flickering… in the middle.

…Which one was that one? He can never keep Reed's do-dads straight, a particle accelerator? A laser gun?... failed teleporter?

Suddenly the flickering in the middle became a spark… and it erupted in a vacuous wormhole spirally into a multitude of colors and wonder… Ben held his mug tightly, and slammed his other hand on the doorframe, steadying himself as he cautiously watched the event… and took a sip of Milk…

…This is really nothing new for a member of the Fantastic Four.

…Suddenly from the depths of the wormhole… came a noise… then a-THWIP!

Something long and thin shot out of the wormhole center and attached itself to the wall, Ben's big blue eyes glanced up at it briefly before his attention returned to the wormhole as something FLEW out of it and!-

WHAM!

…Hit the floor like a dropped anvil on a cartoon… Ben flinched at the sight as the… man, clung tightly to the whatever that shot out of the wormhole… as the wormhole vanished. The man was lying still… he had a mop of neatly cut brown hair, and wore a red and blue half-mask that covered most of his face that Ben could see…

He wore a leather flight jacket, something a pilot would wear… but it had a distinct red and blue color scheme, and a familiar webbed pattern… not to mention a set of flattering tights that sported the same pattern and color scheme, and he wore a pair of silver bracer looking devices and riding gloves…

…He looked like somebody was trying to 80's up Spider-man…

"…Owwwww…" hissed the man suddenly, letting go of the-well it was clearly webbing, or whatever Spidey called webbing… "How does he do that? My back is killing me…" he sighed, pressing his hand on the floor. "Okay… Ow… okay…" he pushed himself off the floor, revealing that the open pilot jacket had the typical Spider-man symbol… but the legs were… lightning bolts?

Ben tilted his head, as he viewed the man who hadn't noticed him yet. But he could tell that he wasn't a 'man' per se… maybe a teenager… 18-19… maybe twenty. He drank his Milk. Then put it on a nearby table next to all the funky tools Reed tended to keep in here… Ben was a simple guy. Screwdrivers, hammers, and drills… he then cracked the tools of HIS trade, his rocky knuckles, loudly.

The kid jumped, and froze like a deer in headlights… he stared at Ben through emotive eye-lenses. The similarities to Spider-man were obvious… Spidey was a friend, a good kid, he babysat the kids once in costume, whoever this kid was he wasn't any Spidey he knew.

"Alright." Ben cracked his other set of knuckles, and began rolling his head on his neck getting out the kinks. "Who are you?"

Discount Pilot Spidey continued to not move. As if believing that Ben had vision only based on movement, before finally... he spoke. "…H-Hello Mr. Grimm… Um… w-what year is it?"

Ben frowned at him, seemed to ponder the young man, then he sighed reluctantly. "…Ah dang it, you're a time traveler. REEED!!"

....

The young man sat uncomfortably in an 'interrogation' chair (really just one of their many spare kitchen chairs) as Reed Richards held a temporal sensor over him, examining the readings… and YES. Reed Richards had something he called a 'temporal sensor'. The discount Pilot Spidey didn't seem surprised… only nervous with Ben Grimm looming over him.

"Fascinating… so you used the portal to transfer yourself into the past! Remarkable!" Reed said rather giddily, "…How did you do it?"

"…I… didn't." the man said hesitantly. "…My friend did." He added sheepishly. "She's the only one that believed me." He added sadly, before clearing his throat. "Well. This has been lovely but seeing as it worked-" he got up, "I should get going and-"

Ben rested a heavy rocky hand on the young man's shoulder and slammed him back into his 'interrogation' seat. He groaned uncomfortably. Reed however continued to examine his temporal sensor. "Ow…" grunted the young man. Rolling his shoulder as Ben pulled his hand away.

Reed briefly glanced at him apologetically "I am afraid we can't allow you to leave Mr…"

"…Julian." Julian replied, "My friends called me J.L… or at least they used to." he said sadly.

"…Why?" Ben asked rather skeptically, "J.L. is a terrible nickname.

"It stands for Julian Logan." Replied Julian. "Or Julian shorthand…. It doesn't matter. Look…" he said to Reed. "I…NEED to leave… I have a lot of work to do and not a lot of time!" he stood up only for Ben to slam him back into the seat. "OW!" he glared up the ever-loving blue-eyed Thing. "Please stop that!"

"We can't let you meddle with the Timestream, Mr. Logan…" Reed said casually.

"It's… Logan's my middle name, just call me Julian…" he said sadly, "And someone already DID…"

"…Did what?" asked Ben.

"Messed with the timestream…" he said, rubbing his face with his hands. "Somebody from my time came back to the past and messed everything up… I need to fix it."

Reed stared at Julian curiously, "…Somebody altered your future?" Julian nodded in his hands. "How?"

"I don't know! But whatever they did it ruined EVERYTHING." He said, "…The city is a cesspool, crime is rampant, I don't have a life, and worst of all my parents never hooked up!"

Ben and Reed were silent for a moment, Reed coughed slightly and smiled. "…Your parents never 'hooked up'? Mr… Julian, if that were true you wouldn't be-"

"I was adopted." Julian said, "…It's… look, my friend says it has something to do with alternate dimensions and displacement theory, I didn't care to listen to her. I just want my family back, okay? I want my Dad to recognize me and not try and kill me. I want my mother to be alive. I want my sister. I want my brother!" He slammed his hands HARD on the table, leaving an imprint. Apparently, he had some spider strength. "I want my FAMILY BACK!" he roared at Reed. And before they could stop him, he held up his hands and-THWIP!

"MMGH!?" Reed was hit with spider webbing over his mouth and eyes as Ben tried to grab Julian only for him to duck, as Ben's arms closed around the air-

THWIP-THWIP-THWIP!!

Ben's arms were restrained together with thick webbing, and felt his feet bound together, as he tottered warningly over the table. "…Sorry." Julian said apologetically behind him after acrobatically flipping around the rocky giant.

"…Ah dang it." grumbled Ben as he fell forward and crashed through the table.

"Bwah! Mr. Julian! Please be reasonable-" THWIP! Reed had managed to remove the webbing around his mouth only to be webbed again. "MMngh!"

THWIP! THWIP-THWIP! THWIP! Mr. Fantastic was now awkwardly pinned to the wall by webbing.

"…I should've just kept walking with my milk…" mumbled Ben in the middle of the destroyed table, also webbed and bound as Julian showed himself out…

He dashed quickly through the Fantastic Four HQ, hopefully before H.E.R.B.I.E activated, and he was restrained again. This was his only shot, Reed Richards was to set on making sure the timeline wouldn't be altered… 'even further' at this point… that was just like Reed Richards…

He stumbled quickly around the HQ, groaning irately as apparently it would change a LOT in about twenty years… actually, probably destroyed once or twice… He was lost and getting even more lost when-

"…Who are you?" He paused, glancing down surprised at the little blonde girl holding a cup of steaming tea…

"…Valeria?" her eyes narrowed suspiciously at him, as he blinked his expressive masked lenses at her.

"How do you know my name?"

"…We're friends in the future." He said cautiously rubbing his hand through his brown hair before he cautiously kneeled down, slowly. "…Valeria, I need to get out of here. PLEASE. Help me…"

"Us being 'friends' in the future…" she said suspiciously, approaching one of the MANY hidden alarms of the HQ. "I'm supposed to believe that?"

"…You keep a My Little Pony Doll under your pillow." Julian said, softly. Pinkie Pie." He added knowingly. "You keep her there because you think it gives you pleasant dreams. You told me to tell you that." she froze, staring wide-eyed at him. "…We're friends in the future. Please, this is important, and your dad will try and stop me."

She hesitated. Then she stepped aside, pointing. "The second-floor library is your best bet…" she said knowingly, "If you can reach the top glass window you can use your obvious spider powers to crawl out and swing away…"

"Thanks Valeria. I owe you donuts." He said with a kind smile under the mask and ran past her.

"I don't like donuts." She scowled.

"Stanley's creamery will open in a year!" he said cheerfully. "It's your favorite place!" she sipped her nighttime tea…

"Time travelers." She mumbled with brief disdain as he suddenly returned, and she blushed.

"…Could you go untie your dad and uncle and tell them I'm sorry?" he added sheepishly before darting off again.

….

Just where she said it was, he popped open the window and stood on one of the tallest buildings in New York. "Okay…" he mumbled, gazing down at the flickering lights of passing cars. "Ooooooaky you can do this Julian. Dad and Gwen do it all the time. Easy." He said, taking another breath. "…No mom to catch you." He released the breath. "…Okay."

Then he leaped.

He swung before, once or twice, but never from anywhere this high. Once his parents discovered his spider powers well… there were a LOT of questions because they found him as an abandoned baby on a rooftop… but once they got over that question his father showed him the webs… the ropes. The ropey webs-that sounds worse.

He plunged towards the ground, he then extended a hand and THWIP!!

"WOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOO!!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs as his spidey muscles worked their magic and off he went into the night. "He flies through the air! With the greatest of ease! That daring young spider!-" he landed on a rooftop awkwardly, and cringed, catching himself before falling over. "Oooh! Who needs to not mess up the landing for his KNEES." He hissed, "Oooh." He wobbled slightly, "Okay! Baxter building is back that way. Avenger's tower is over there…" he glanced at the Avenger's tower, "Uh-huh so queens should be that-" he turned, and paused, gazing at the billboard for Criminal Defense Lawyer Jennifer Walters: in her sexy and glamours She-Hulk form.

Which honestly made the billboard look more like a pin-up than an advertisement.

"…Huh." He paused, gazing at the attractive green woman who is still VERY attractive in the future. "…So she just always looked that hot.-ATTRACTIVE!" he glanced around after 'correcting' himself. "I meant attractive and-who am I talking too?" he hesitated, putting the billboard out of his mind for now. He went to his wrist, moving his jacket up and sighing as he noticed the date on the fancy tech Valeria installed in his shooters…

"…Dang it. I jumped too far back…" he closed his eyes, seemingly thinking, calculating. "…Three? Four weeks…" he paused, "I'm too early…" he sighed again. "…Now what am I going to do?" He sat on the edge of the building, right next to a homely gargoyle as he gazed down at the people passing by… then for a more appealing view the billboard of She-Hulk.

"What do you think?" he asked, turning his attention to the gargoyle. "…I'm turning into my father." He smirked, then sadly sighed again. "…I'm not calling you bruce." He added disappointedly. "…What am I going to do Bruce?" he breathed. "No home. No food, and about 20 bucks in my pocket." He checked, "…16 bucks. Crap… I wonder if Heroes for hire is still a thing?" he mumbled half-serious.

After a long moment of thought… he managed hesitantly to say- "…Uncle Logan?" he then turned to the Gargoyle. "…I know he's not my sort-of uncle yet, but he lives at a school for gifted youngsters and I'm still a youngster… sort off. I'm not even born yet!"

Getting silence, naturally, from the gargoyle he just stared at the prettily smiling green woman on the billboard. "…Maybe I should just find dad and talk to him? That worked out so well last time." He smiled forcefully. "Hey Dad! I'm your son from the future! Have you and mom met yet? Don't hit me!" he joked, covering his face with his arms. However… then he felt a tingle in his head. "Oh no."

The billboard suddenly became 3D as a green woman in a purple and white one-piece was hurled through it right at him. "WHOA!" he jumped off the building, his hands hooking on the edges as she smashed right through the Gargoyle and crashed onto the rooftop. "Bruce!! Nooooo!-I am turning into Dad…" he mumbled, catching himself again as another big woman leaped through the billboard with a roar and landed on the building.

"That all you got you Green Bimbo!?"

"Bimbo!?" admonished She-Hulk, recovering quickly. "Have you LOOKED in a mirror lately Titania?" She-Hulk cracked her knuckles, "Let's get this over with quickly I have a deposition tomorrow and I'm not going to lie, after that book club, I REALLY want to smack someone first!"

Julian hung off the building for a second as it rattled from the blows the two super stronger women were exchanging, many of the building's occupants dashed screaming out of it thinking it was an earthquake or correctly that there were Superhumans fighting on the roof. He peaked over the edge as Titania: blonde, busty, bit cranky looking pounded She-Hulk's pretty face. "She's got this right?" Julian mumbled as She-Hulk landed a few heavy blows of her own. "Yeah, she's got this…"

However, at that moment Titania grabbed She-Hulk and power bombed her into the roof… it rattled and cracked. And half a dozen screams alerted Julian to falling rubble about to hit pedestrians… and he was his Parent's son.

TWHIP TWHIP! Two short bursts caught the large piece of the building before it could hit the people bellow, he then swung it up and away, missing more, then brought it down right on Titania's head… WHOMP! He paused Staring with wide eyes- "Oooooh crap." He mumbled as Titania groaned indignantly.

"Ugh!! What hit me!?" she moaned like she had a hangover as he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh thank god she's still alive!" he sighed. "…Right. She has superpowers. This is going to take some getting used to." She-Hulk, taking the opportunity to rest while Titania nursed a surprising case of concrete to the face got up, and mounted her, pummeling her on the ground as she hulked out, roaring at Titania as the villainess slammed She-Hulk in the face and threw her off over the edge of the building!

"WHOA!" he leaped onto the wall of the next building and THWIPed her foot, catching her before she hit the ground in the alleyway as she blinked around, most of the people running away as she glanced up indignantly.

"Spider-man, you!-wait…" she stared at him as if focusing her vision. "…You're not spidey."

"I am… not." He replied Sheepishly, grinning nervously "Big fan by the way." she frowned up at him.

"Can you swing me back up there?!"

"YEP!" he squeaked.

"SWING ME!" she ordered loudly

"YES MA'AM!" he flexed his spidey muscles, did some quick physics, and like a green wrecking ball he hurled her up above him and then down right back at Titania as the villainess, just now getting to her feet managed a rather moot-

"Ah-Phooey…"

Before being sent through the building and into the foundation, She-hulk's FIST was buried Titania's pretty face and knocked her out cold. Julian stared at the hole in the building he helped make, then cringed. Holding his hands out in a 'what have I done?' sort of pose. "…Ooooooh Dad would kill me if he saw that… That's a total Ben move." He then quickly THWIPed away to the sounds of 'Spider-man!', right through the billboard where She-Hulk's mouth used to be and off towards Queens…

She-Hulk dragged an unconscious Titania out the front door of the mostly ruined building as Damage Control reported on site along with a SHIELD detainment team. She glanced up to the roof where fake spiderman had been before glancing around for someone with a camera phone. Naturally, there were many, but she picked out a young boy, approached him and turned on the charm asking sweetly. "Did you get a picture of that Spiderman?"

"Yeah…" he breathed in awe at the gorgeous 7-foot woman. She smiled at him.

"Can you send it to me?" she asked, pulling out her own custom Tony Stark built phone for the task…

Julian landed in the old neighborhood… he paused slightly, glancing around at the mostly unchanged sight. Well, unchanged for him, the bad future that formed around him had more homeless people, burning tires, and destroyed homes.

He kept out of the lamplights, staying on rooftops, in trees, just out of sight as he spotted the house, then swung into the trees across from it. Staring at the open window at the kindly older woman sipping night-time tea at her table.

…30 some-odd years from now Aunt May will have quietly passed away in her sleep surrounded by friends and family, even Uncle Logan… it was relatively recently for him. Technically just a few months ago in fact… he stared at her reading a book quietly at the table. Studying her face, remembering her cooking.

He sighed deeply, watching her for a minute before he glanced up at the cloudless sky, getting comfortable in the tree he was using… and just watching the Parker Family home. 10 to 15 minutes later Aunt May closed her book, put her teacup in the washer, and turned off the light, quietly heading upstairs to bed as he continued to watch over the house. Then it occurred to him.

…He had no real plan.

He smacked himself in the face and groaned, missing someone THWIPing onto the roof of the Parker home. "What am I supposed to dooooo." He sighed. "Checklist?" he asked himself pulling his hands away and missing the person who landed on the roof of the Parker Home and crawled in through the upper room window.

"…Got to make sure Mom and Dad meet, how did they meet again?" he seemed to think on it, as he let his mind wander he looked away from the house and the figure scrambling out of the window followed by a black mass of tentacles, falling off the roof to the ground as he wrestled with it. "Dad tutors' mom." He said, suddenly remembering, "Dad tutoring a college girl, right." He noted, pacing on the sturdy tree limb as the fight rolled behind the house. "They had fun, they bonded and... When did they find out they were superheroes?... I miss Bruce"

WHAM!

The tree rattled as something hit the trunk HARD. Luckily thanks to spider powers he didn't fall, he did however glance down at the traditionally dressed red and blue Spider-man. 25 years, still a classic… "Ooooh Venom… that was dirty…" Groaned Spider-Man as Venom lumbered towards him.

"WE WILL EAT YOU SPIDER-MAN!" growled Venom ominously, its long tongue flicking over his non-existant lips.

"Come on Eddie." Groaned Spider-Man getting up, "This is between me and my ex-girlfriend you call a suit." He then got ready for round two-

"RAARGH!" Venom charged, but before Spider-man could move. Julian reacted…

TWHIPing the ground, on either side of venom the symbiote paused in confusion. It specifically waited for Spider-man to remove his web-shooters before attacking-WHAM!! The webbing went taught and a HEAVY slingshot attack pulled Julian's feet right into Venom's face like a cannon ball.

"GUCK!!" the symbiote flew into the street, getting upright slowly and hissing angrily… before it was hit by a SHIELD containment van carrying Titania… they were driving through queens to beat the traffic.

"Uuuuhhh…" Julian froze, glancing confusedly over his shoulder at an EQUALLY confused Spider-man, both of their emotive lenses wide. "Oh boy."

"Is that venom?!" an agent driving asked as one pushed a button and detained the symbiote in an electrified net, fired from the containment van's weapon's system. Venom thrashed angrily as the agents got out of the van.

"…Got to go!" Julian said quickly, THWIPing away, but not too far as he heard Spider-man shout.

"Hey!? WAIT!"

Landing out of sight after some fancy aerial work, Julian hesitated as he heard a muffled Spider-man speaking to SHIELD agents, before helping them get Venom into the van… once they were off to the raft… he limped awkwardly back towards the Parker house.

"Oooooh! CRAP…" snarled Julian, slapping his face again before dropping down and crumpling into a ball. "What were you THINKING?!" …He was thinking that he didn't want to watch the teen version of his father get beat on by one of his most dangerous and recognizable enemies. "…For a guy who didn't go into the family business you do a LOT of hero things…" he mumbled to himself.

…He WASN'T a hero. His sister Gwendolyn-May, SHE was a Hero: Spider-Girl. His brother Ben: HE was a Hero. Going by Warbird last he checked… His parents were heroes. Peter and Carol Parker: Spider-Man, and Captain Marvel… only at this current time she was going by 'Ms' Marvel. He wasn't a hero, he was a prospective scientist and they respected that decision. His father gave him the responsibility speech and everything, but they respected his decision.

His head thumped lightly against the wall of the 'Watson' house… now empty. They moved away a while… back. Well. Current time-wise: Last month if his timing was as right as he wanted it to be… he sighed, resting his hand on the soft grass-

THWIP! He blinked at the webbing in shock, reaching to yank it off quickly only for-TWHIP! "AWE COME ON…" he groaned, putting his feet on the wall to tug free-TWHIP-TWHIP!! "Aaaaannd now I'm stuck." He groaned as a young man in his late teens, approached him wearing a web shooter on his wrist, and hulk pajamas. They awkwardly looked at each other, before his future father spoke.

"…You're not very good at this spying thing." He said hesitantly, as Julian sighed.

"No. I'm really just kind of winging it." he admitted dejectedly.

Peter broke into the empty Watson house, it was easy, and he started dragging a bound Julian inside and putting him gently against the wall. "Who are you?" he asked suspiciously. "Why do you have web-shooters? are you another clone?"

"…No." Julian replied, "Not really." He added before taking a breath and yanking off the mask by sticking it to the webbing on his hands, revealing his not-clone face. "…My Name is Julian Logan Parker… I'm your son from the future." Tear the band-aid off. That's what his Uncle Logan used to tell him before tearing off his band-aids when he was a kid.

After a long, contemplative moment of shocked silence, his future father finally spoke. "…Pull the other one." Peter declared and webbed Julian's mouth shut.

End

I've been thinking about this for a LOOOOONG time... I've always wanted to do something with Peter and Carol, before Carol became comic Captain Marvel and ruined my shipping. So she's Ms. Marvel here, not Kamala Khan, nothing wrong with her, I just know what I like. And after much debate and watching She-Hulk, I just decided that I should rip the band-aid off and go for it.

Don't get confused I'm not regularly updating this even if people ask me I'll do so at my leisure thank you. I'm taking it slow, and doing it right. It won't be a long ass story, (it turned into one) at most 10 chapters maybe more (I'm now definitely doing more than my originally planned 10). I'm not covering every single Super Heroine. Ages and backstories might have changed a little to fit the narrative. Peter is in his late last year of Highschool, Carol is in her first year of college, Mary Jane moved away, excetera.