Chapter 14

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Civil War

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I think of the time HYDRA brought in a male with long brown hair. And then the next day that same male had a metal arm and mask on, probably going on a mission of some kind. But I still wonder who that was. Can't think about that right now, on a mission as an Avenger.

Sitting with Wanda, she adds sugar to her coffee, taking a sip from it after stirring it. She wears a military green jacket and a black hat.

"All right, what do you see?" Steve says through the comms.

"Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." Wanda replies.

"There's an ATM on the south corner, which means?" Steve asks.

"Cameras," I answer.

"Both cross streets are one-way." Steve points out.

"So, compromised escape routes," Pietro said through the comms, he was sitting at a different table.

"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen. He isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out. You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?" Steve asks.

"Yeah, the red one?" I question.

"It's cute," Wanda adds.

"It's also bulletproof, which means private security which means more guns which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us." Natasha comes in. She sits at a table across from us.

"You guys know I can move things with my mind, right?" Wanda questions.

"Hey, I can do that too you know" I butt in. Wanda smiles at me. "You always know how to make yourself known," Pietro says. I shake my head slightly, sipping my tea.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature." Natasha comes in, Wanda looks at Nat seeing her smile.

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" Sam comes through the comms.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" Nat plays along. To which I smile.

"Eyes on target folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in six months. I don't want to lose him." Steve says.

Sam scoffs "if he sees us coming, that won't be a problem. He kind of hates us." 

"Sam… See that garbage truck? Tag it." Steve orders. Assuming Sam did it 'cause there was just silence for a while. "We good?" I ask.

"All good" Sam slowly replied. "That truck's loaded for max weight. The driver's armed." Sam said.

"It's a battering ram," Natasha adds.

"Go now," Steve ordered.

"What?" Wanda said, confused.

"He's not hitting the police," Steve said. Alarmed.

We all walk away in different directions. Wanda flies out and I teleport to the institute for infectious diseases. Steve power jumped over to the guarded people who were firing smoke bombs into the building, and Sam flew overhead.

"Body armor, AR-15s. I make seven hostiles. Steve said.

Sam had landed on the roof where some armored guys were. 

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