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Both teams started walking, menacingly at each other, only falling into a jog after Steve had. Once we were in a full-blown sprint, Sam and Wanda took to the air and I threw out force fields to jump across.

Landing with a blast of energy, I target Spider-Kid first. Slicing through his webbing with my force fields, making him drop and have to catch himself multiple times. Wanda used her powers to push cars into the air to divert him as I did so.

Spinning around to divert a blast from Rhodey, my hands glow purple as my energy sends him flying backward into the concrete. Narrowly avoiding being blasted by Tony, I dive out of the way toward Bucky and T'Challa. He was going for Bucky's throat with a clawed hand and I encase it in a force field, tossing him backward through the air into a passenger boarding bridge.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," I nod at him, offering my hand to help him stand.

Steve's shield flying through the air catches my eye and he slices Spider-Kid's webbing with it.

"That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all," Spider-Kids states.

"That's what I said!" I yell, blasting T'Challa once more with an energy surge to keep him as far away as possible.

"Look, kid, there's a lot going on here that you don't understand," Steve responds.

"Mr. Stark said you'd say that. Wow." He shot his webbing at Steve's shield and his right ankle, yanking him forward off his feet only to kick him backward into a trailer. The shield clatters as it lands several feet from him. "He also said to go for your legs."

Steve gets both arms caught in webbing as he goes for his shield and I take the liberty of sprinting, grabbing the shield as Steve jumps and sends him flying in the other direction. I throw the shield upward, cutting the webbing once more. He catches it when it boomerangs back downward, placing it back onto his arm.

The Spider-Kid shoots his webbing at Steve's shield once more, Steve uses it and pulls the kid toward him and hits him with the shield; resulting in a loud clang. I catch the falling kid in a force field, launching him into the air. He swings up onto a nearby boarding bridge.

"Stark tell you anything else?" Steve asks, squinting into the sun.

"That you're wrong. You think you're right. That makes you dangerous," the eyes of his suit narrow as he backflips, swinging toward us. Webbing is shot toward our faces and I deflect it with a force field as Steve kicks the kid backward.

"Guess he had a point."

Steve launched the shield into the wheel axel, breaking it and dropping the boarding bridge onto the kid.

"Maybe he was right," I mumble, pushing a flat force field downward on top of the boarding bridge.

"You've got heart, kid. Where you from?"

"Queens."

Steve tried to hide a smile, "Brooklyn."

Patting his arm, the two of us took off running and I say, "Wow, I love little bonding moments."

Throwing up a force field, I deflect a blast from Tony and hop through force fields in the air. I throw an energy disk out to clip his ankles, sending him flying in a spiral through the air as Barton hits him with another explosive arrow. Jumping down, I roll to halt myself and take cover near Steve and Bucky.

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

"We've gotta draw out the fliers," I tell them, peeking around the wheel I was hiding behind to see where they were.

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