Chapter 19: Divided We Fall

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'We gotta go. That guy's probably in Siberia now.' Bucky grunts as he punches his way past Nat. I shock her backwards, avoiding the falling car from Dad. 

'We need a diversion.' Steve replies.

'I've already demonstrated I can fly, what more do you want?' I exclaim, flying past Rhodey's shots. We need to get to that hanger.

'I've got something big, but I can't hold it very long.' Ant Man says through the comms. 'On my signal, run like hell.'

I hover mid-flight. What the hell is he about to do? I spin away from one another of Rhodey's shots. He's not going easy, I think as he fires at me again. One scathes my arm, causing me to fall to the ground. I land with a thud, pain shooting along my wrist. As he aims once more, a hand grabs Rhodey.

'Ok, Ant Man is huge now!' I gawk as he pulls Rhodey down. 'I guess that's the cue.'

Steve and Bucky begin to run towards the hanger. The rest of us stay behind to ensure their escape.

'Katy, are you ok?' Spiderman quickly swings over to me.

'What are you doing Peter? We're on opposite sides!'

'Yeah, but Mr. Stark said I had to make sure that you weren't hurt.'

I look up to see my dad flying overhead. 'I'm fine.' I lie, pushing past the pain and using a little lightning to take the edge off.  I'm worried my wrist is fractured. It's ok, it will heal.

'I'm sorry. Mr. Stark said no one was to hurt you.' Peter apologises. It's not even his fault. 

'Well, I guess Rhodey didn't listen.' I reply, pulling myself up off the ground and wiping the blood from my suit. It was new as well!

'Since when where you able to fly?' 

'Since now... ish.' I grumble as I watch Dad fly back over us and towards Rhodey. They both stare at me on the ground. I quickly turn away. I don't need their pity.

'You got a new suit? It looks really cool.'

'Dad and I made it.' I reply cooly, looking around the battle. 'Same time we made yours.'

'You helped make my suit?' His jaw drops. 

Yes I flipping well helped create your suit. Who do you think helped design all of dad's suits, my suits, the team's suits?! I want to yell, but I'm distracted when I see Nat followed by the Black Panther running towards the carrier. Brilliant.

I start to to run away from Spiderman but he shoots webbing around my legs. I fall to the ground, this time hitting my head on the tarmac. 'I thought no one was supposed to hurt me!' I hiss in pain. My head is definitely bleeding. I can taste metal in my mouth. 

Peter steps towards me. 'Katy, what are you doing?'

'Finishing my job.' I grit, struggling to get out of this tangled mess.

'Mr. Stark said I wasn't allowed to let you leave.'

'Stop saying Mr. Stark!' I snap. My hand grabs my dagger and I begin to cut myself free, mentally cursing every chemistry lesson where he made this damn stuff. 

'Sorry, it's just I only have one job and I really want to impress him.'

I stare at Peter in disbelief. 'Impress him?'

'Well, yeah.'

'This isn't a job interview Peter. Look around you, there is no Avengers. It's over.'

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