The Avengers weren't always there to train them. In time when they are indispensable to missions, Phil mixed them with the new recruits in the SHIELD Academy. Stiles met the agent who accompanied them back home, Agent Ward, for several times and sometimes, he sparred with him.

Agent ward had asked why they were recruited.

"Because magic. Real and Dangerous magic. SHIELD don't have intelligence on the true nature of magic. I am the most forthcoming practitioner that SHIELD knows." If there were any other, he'd be dismissed faster than he could howl. But Stiles didn't tell him that. He was painfully aware of that fact.

On weekends, Phil would bring them to the Triskelion to observe an ongoing mission, pointing what's happening for them to learn from it. Most of them were low key missions. A bit of following here and there. Some strategic planning here and there. Phil knew Stiles learned better through trial and error.

If possible, Stiles would accompany Steve on his morning runs. Just a few minutes to start his day. Steve didn't want him tired and unable to concentrate in school. But Stiles made a simple promise, he would be darned if he can't keep it.

***

Stiles cringed as he watched Peter hurriedly remove the spiked ball from his thigh. He shoots his web and swing to the adjacent building. He narrowly escaped Rhino's attack. This supervillain team up is effective. Peter could only swing to dodge away.

He and Jackson had been observing the hero for a while now. Once Jackson caught the unique scent of the young hero, it wasn't long before he was able to track it back to his civilian ego. Every now and then, they would see him in his Spiderman (SpiderBOY, Jackson pointed on more than one occasion) suit, swing from building to building and fighting superheroes.

Stiles tapped Jackson's shoulder. The werewolf looked at him and it didn't even take a second for Jackson to realize what's exactly on his mind. All of the Avengers are indisposed to a place his uncle only disclosed as classified. (Stiles knew because Cap told Stiles they were going to Madripor just before they left. Cap didn't need to break the rules and tell him. But frankly, he appreciates the gesture since his uncle will be with them.) Spiderman was fighting a losing battle and there won't be any Superhero back up to change the tide.

"You're going to be the death of me." Jackson said but he is already looking for an empty place to suit up.

Jackson led Stiles to an empty alley. Stiles casted a mixture of glamour and invisibility spell just to be safe.

Stiles used his magic to change his and Jackson's into a Shield uniform that Tony modified specifically for them. Stiles added a mask he magically tricked so that only he and his trusted people can remove it.

"This is a bad idea." Jackson stated, cracking his knuckles.

"I'm aware of that." Stiles said, looking at the ongoing fight. "But he needs us." Jackson nodded and both of them run to the scene.

"What's the plan?" Jackson asked.

Rhino threw a car but Spiderman manage to dodged it. Stiles cringed at the sound of the crash and screaming bodies. Right, priorities.

"Our priority is Civilian Safety. I'll create a barrier while you distract them. Then, we'll take them head on."

Jackson nodded and headed off to the fight. Stiles took a packet full of mountain ash and willed it to form a perimeter big enough to enclose the whole block. When both ends meet, it glowed and blue force field enclosed them. Everyone except the supervillains can get out of it and no one can get in either, unless he permits it. When he was done, he turned his attention to the fight. Three against 6.

Jackson kept them distracted. He swiped them with his sharp claws and then he swiftly dodged and ran out of their reach.

Stiles prepared a lightning spell first before he unleashed his magic, blue light shooting out of his hands. With his magic, he pushed the villains away from his packmate and they crushed into a building. Then, he threw then lightning spell at them. A magic circle opened and lightning stormed out of it and electrocuting everyone near it.

Stiles run to Jackson. "You okay" Stiles asked, checking on his packmate.

"I'm good. Sparing with Thor really paid off." Jackson said. His cuts were already healing.

His spell ended and all of the villains dropped, unconscious but still alive. Webs rained down upon the villains. Stiles sent a paralyzing spell to further restrict them.

"That should hold them." Stiles said.

Spider man dropped in front of them.

"Dudes, thanks for the assists." Spiderman said.

"No problem, dude." Stiles said.

Police sirens could be heard approaching from a distance.

"We better get out of here."

Stiles levitated himself and Jackson to a rooftop just a few building from the scene. Spiderman followed them. Stiles undid the force field and called the mountain ash back to him.

"You're not typical shield agents." Spiderman stated.

Stiles gave the superhero a deadpan look. "What? The magic and werewolf part didn't give it away?"

"No insult intended. It's just nothing about you two screamed superhero."

"Well, technically, this is a suit. But we're not supposed to be here so." Stiles shrugged.

"Spark, I can see Agent Ward looking at us." Jackson informed them. Stiles would like grin at the code name but he the name killed the mood. Don't get him wrong. He respects Agent Ward with fear and admiration because he's really good. But Agent ward is fiercely loyal to his uncle and he'll surely rat them out.

"Oh crap. Uncle is so going to kill me." Stiles started on his teleportation spell. "It's pretty awesome teaming up with you but we have to go." He offered Spiderman his fist.

"Back at you." Spiderman bumped his fist on Stiles. "This isn't the last time I'll be seeing you two, is it?"

Stiles grinned. "Are you kidding me? We're only getting started."

Jackson sighed in exasperated fondness.

And with a flash of light, both of them were standing in Stiles' bedroom, back in their previous clothes.

"Pretty good for our first run, right?" Stiles acclaimed, adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

Jackson nodded, still a little high himself.

They had a few more chat about their enemy before they eat their snack and do some homework.

It was the next night that the Avenger came back. And he got an earful from his uncle about their reckless decision to join the fight without anyone's knowledge.

"But you won't clear us for field until we're 18." Stiles stated matter-of-factly. "Even if I can beat Thor, you will never let us go."

Phil halted at that because that was his plan all along. His expression became pained and sad.

"I'm aware of it from the start. And I know that there'll never be a good time to fight. In fact, it'll always be a bad time. We'll never know when things will go south. And I'm not sitting idly when I see it. None of you will. So why should I?" Stiles stared them down. None would meet his eyes.

Phil pulled him into a tight hug. Stiles returned the gesture and hug him with all he got. Phil pulled back but left a gentle hand caressing Stiles nape. His eyes were watery and a sad smile quivered on his lips.

"God, you sound just like her." Phi whispered between the two of them. Stiles smiled sadly. "You are both too stubborn for your own good." Phil pulled him close and kissed his head. "Okay. I'll try to be less protective if you promise you'll be less reckless."

"It'll try." Stiles would do his best.

Phil decided to stay for diner watching his nephew on those security videos had taken a toll on him. Stiles was more than happy to make diner with him and Bruce.

Tony suggested for a movie night. Phil opted out because he had a lot of things to do but promised he'd find a way to have one next time. Everybody else stayed.

A little bit into the movie, Steve moved over to sit beside Stiles. Stiles felt his pulse kicked up a bit when Steve sat flushed beside him.

"You did good." Steve told him. Stiles felt like he was about to burst from the inside.

"Thanks. I learned from the best." Stiles said offering his popcorn to Steve. Steve smiled and took some.