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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE:

THE FIGHT










STEVE WALKS BY himself, feet leading him towards the middle of the airport. Seeing no one around and a helicopter sitting by itself, the blonde begins to run towards it, only to come to a halt when something lands on the helicopter. Looking upwards, he sees Rhodey and Tony landing on the ground, wearing their Iron-Man and War Machine suits.

"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport." Tony breaks the silence, his helmet disappearing. "Don't you think that's weird?"

"Definitely weird." Rhodey responds.

"Hear me out, Tony." Steve begins. "That doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this."

Suddenly, wearing his Black Panther suit, T'Challa jumps down, landing a few feet away from the super soldier as they all look at him.

"Captain." T'Challa greets in a deep voice.

"Your Highness." Steve greets back.

"Anyway... Ross gave me thirty-six hours to bring you in. That was twenty-four hours ago. Can you help a brother out?" Tony suddenly asks.

"You're after the wrong guy." Steve states.

"Your judgement is askew. Your old war buddy killed innocent people yesterday." Tony argues.

"And there are five more super soldiers just like him and Y/n. I can't let the doctor find them first, Tony. I can't." Steve explains.

"Steve..." A familiar voice begins from behind him. Turning around, the blonde's blue eyes land on Natasha. "...you know what's about to happen. Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one?"

"Alright, I've run out of patience. Underoos!" Tony calls suddenly.

The sound of whooshing is heard as Peter Parker, known as Spider-Man, swings above Steve, using his web-shooters to grab the blonde's shield before webbing up his hands, landing on top of a vehicle, looking up slowly at the heroes in front of him.

"Nice job, kid." Tony praises.

"Thanks. Well, I could have stuck the landing a little better, it's justโ€” New suit. It's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's perfect. Thank you." Peter continuously rambles, stammering in-between.

"Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation." Tony states.

"Okay. Cap. Captain." Peter salutes at the super soldier. "Big fan. I'm Spider-Man."

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later." Tony informs.

Peter exhales, waving. "Hey, everyone."

Tony nods. "Good job."

"You've been busy." Steve intervenes.

"And you've been a complete idiot. Dragging in Clint... "Rescuing" Wanda from a place she doesn't even want to leave, a safe place. I'm trying to keep..." Tony raises his voice, stopping himself as a sigh escapes him. "I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart."

"You did that when you signed." Steve responds.

"Alright, we're done. You're gonna turn both Barnes and Rogers over, you're gonna come with us, now, because it's us... or a squad of J-SOC guys with no compunction about being impolite." Tony yells out. "Come on."

"We found it. Their Quinjet's in hanger five, north runway." Sam observes over the coms.

Just then, the blonde raises his arms up, an arrow from Clint going right through the webbing, breaking it off. While that happens, Scott, in his Ant-Man suit, climbs up onto Steve's shield, none of them noticing.

"Alright, Lang." Steve suddenly says.

"Hey, guys, something-" Peter begins.

However, the brunette teenager was cut off when Scott returns to his normal size, kicking Peter in the face as he grabbed Steve's shield, walking back over to the super soldier.

"Woah. What the hell was that?" Rhodey asks, stammering in-between.

"I believe this is yours, Captain America." Scott states, handing the blonde his shield back.

"Oh, great. Alright, there's two on the parking deck. One of them is Maximoff, I'm gonna go grab her." Tony informs, flying up. "Rhodey, you wanna take Cap?"

"Got three in the terminal, Wilson, Barnes and Rogers." Rhodey informs.

"Barnes is mine." T'Challa quickly says, running off.

"Hey, Mr. Stark, what should I do?" Peter asks.

"What we discussed. Keep your distance, web them up." Tony replies.

Peter nods. "Okay, copy that."

Bucky, Y/n and Sam ran side by side through the terminal, eventually seeing Peter land on the glass, the teenager catching their attention.

"What the hell is that?" Bucky questions.

"Everyone's got a gimmick now." Sam murmurs in reply.

Suddenly, Peter breaks through the window, the glass breaking everything as he swings through the air, kicking Sam and Y/n away before turning to Bucky. Bucky goes to punch Peter with his left arm, only for the teenager to catch his fist.

"You have a metal arm? That is awesome, dude." Peter comments.

Before either one of them could do anything, Y/n runs towards Peter, kicking him away, which sends him back slightly before Sam flies up, grabbing ahold of the teenager as he flies in the air in the terminal.

"You have the right to remain silent!" Peter yells, escaping Sam's grip.

Peter swings through the terminal, chasing after Sam, who was flying away from him. Suddenly, the eyes of his suit go wide as he senses something behind him, only to see two objects being thrown towards him. Meanwhile, Bucky and Y/n both hide behind a pillar, gripping each other's hands.

"Hey, guys, I think you lost these!" Peter calls to them.

Both peek over the edge, only to flinch back when they see the objects they threw at the teenager coming back towards them. Bucky pulls his beloved down, covering her head with his metal arm. Meanwhile, Sam flies up from behind Peter, kicking him off the pillar he crouched on.

Using his web-shooters, Peter swings up and over Sam before webbing the man's wings, causing them to disappear as Sam falls straight to the floor. Quickly, Sam rises back to his feet, only for his hands to be webbed up to a railing of a balcony.

"Those wings carbon fiber?" Peter questions.

"Is this stuff coming out of you?" Sam asks back.

"That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that's awesome, man." Peter rambles on.

"I don't know if you've been in a fight before, but there's usually not this much talking." Sam informs.

"Alright, sorry. My bad." Peter apologizes.

Jumping down, he swings towards Sam. However, Bucky and Y/n quickly jump in front of their partner, the three of them being kicked down, landing on the floor below the balcony before they were webbed up.

"Guys, look, I'd love to keep this up, but I've only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr. Stark, so, I'm really sorry." Peter tells the three.

Just as he goes to use his web-shooters and shoot at them, Redwing comes flying towards him, grabbing ahold of his wrist before flying back out of the terminal through the window, dropping the teenage boy in mid-air.

"You couldn't have done that earlier?" Bucky groans out.

"I hate you." Sam replies.

After about a minute, the three were able to get out of the webbing with the help of Redwing before running out of the terminal, meeting up with the rest of their team, all of them continuing to run forwards, only to be stopped when a laser beam shoots right in front of them, making a line. They all glance upwards, seeing Vision flying in the air, the rest of Tony's team below him on the other side.

"Captain Rogers... I know you believe what you're doing is right. But for the collective good... you must surrender now." Vision orders.

As Vision was speaking, team Cap watched as team Iron-Man all landed on the ground, standing in a line, just like they were doing at that very moment.

"What do we do, Cap?" Sam questions.

"We fight." Steve replies as they begin walking forward.

"This is gonna end well." Natasha mumbles.

Both teams proceed to walk towards each other before team Cap turns their pace into a jogging one.

"They're not stopping." Peter nervously observes.

"Neither are we." Tony responds.

The heroes all sprinted towards each other before meeting halfway, beginning to fight. Y/n found herself fighting with Bucky against T'Challa. Y/n jumps in the air, kicking T'Challa against his chest before landing back on her feet, both her and Bucky seeing the prince bring out his claws.

Bucky sends a punch to T'Challa's face with his metal arm, Y/n sending a kick to his leg, knocking him to the ground. Once rising to his feet, the prince jumps in mid-air, kicking Y/n, which sends her back, landing on the ground with a rough thud.

Jaw clenched upon seeing his beloved being thrown like that, Bucky sends another punch to T'Challa, soon finding his metal hand wrapped around the prince's neck, T'Challa's hand on his metal wrist.

"I didn't kill your father." Bucky states.

"Then why did you run?" T'Challa asks.

The prince grips Bucky's left hand, pushing it away from his neck before Bucky escapes his grip, going to send more punches. Both men roll on the ground, landing on their feet again before T'Challa jumps in mid-air, kicking the ex-assassin in the face, sending him back against a vehicle.

Just as Bucky sits up, T'Challa brings out his claws again, going towards Bucky's throat. However, a red aura wraps around his hand, looking over, seeing Wanda standing there, hands glowing red. Using her powers, she throws T'Challa back, going through a vehicle.

Bucky quickly stands up, running to his beloved. He helps Y/n up, cupping one of her cheeks before they run off, finding themselves hiding behind a truck, Steve doing the same, hiding behind a truck beside them.

"We gotta go. That guy's probably in Siberia by now." Bucky informs.

"We gotta draw out the flyers. I'll take Vision, you two get to the jet." Steve orders.

"No, you get to the jet! The three of you!" Sam quickly objects. "The rest of us aren't getting out of here."

"As much as I hate to admit it... if we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it." Clint adds.

"This isn't the real fight, Steve." Sam states.

"Alright, Sam. What's the play?" Steve questions.

"We need a diversion. Something big." Sam responds.

"I got something kinda big. But I can't hold it very long." Scott speaks up. "On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half... don't come back for me."

"He's gonna tear himself in half?" Y/n asks in disbelief.

"You sure about this, Scott?" Steve asks.

"I do it all the time. I mean, once. In a lab. Then I passed out." Scott tells them.

All of a sudden, the three peeked out from behind the trucks, just watching as Scott suddenly grew bigger and taller, grabbing ahold of Rhodey's feet, stopping him from moving.

"Holy shit!" Peter yells.

"Okay, tiny dude is big now. He's big now." Rhodey observes as he tries to escape Scott's grip.

"I guess that's the signal." Steve states.

"Way to go, Tic Tac!" Sam praises.

"Give me back my Rhodey." Tony demands.

As the teammates on each team fought one another, the three super soldiers quickly sprinted towards the Quinjet, neither of them noticing T'Challa chasing after them, only to be stopped by Scott.

Scott was suddenly pushed back, stumbling onto a plane when Vision curled himself up, pushing against Scott's torso. Noticing the trio running towards the Quinjet, Scott tries to grab Vision, only for the robot to fly right through him.

"Something just flew in me!" Scott shouts in panic and fear.

Just then, Vision uses the Mind Stone, breaking off a tower. Just as it was about to block their entrance, Wanda stops it the tower from blocking it, the super soldiers looking over at her before running inside just as it collapses behind them. However, they come to a stop when they see Natasha standing in front of them.

"You're not gonna stop." Natasha states, looking at Steve.

"You know I can't." Steve replies.

Natasha sighs. "I'm gonna regret this."

The red head proceeds to bring her arm up, aiming her weapon at the blonde before moving it, shooting in-between the three. The soldiers look behind them, seeing she had electrocuted T'Challa, who had tried to sneak up behind them.

"Go." Natasha demands.

Doing as told, they make it into the Quinjet, buckling themselves in as they fly up and out of the garage. As Steve flew the Quinjet, he sees Rhodey flying towards them in the window. Quickly, he speeds up, seeing Sam flying behind them, knowing he had their backs as they flew off.

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