Break Out

Chapter 3: let the fight begin

[Munich, Germany]

{WANDA'S POV}

I was leaning against the cargo that was strapped up. Sam and Bucky are sitting on the benches across from each other. I couldn't help but keep the silence going. They only got up once that was when they put on their suits. When Sam came back he nodded at me, Bucky right on his heel.

"Do you have a suit, Wanda?" Sam had asked me.

"Yeah, I do." I say. I focus my mind on having my outfit transform into my Scarlet Witch suit. My crown also being formed.

Sam and Bucky were both watching me as my magic swirled over my fingertips and brushed down my existing clothing creating my suit. "Yow! That's sick." Sam complimented. A smile spread on his face. He went to sit back down on his bench.

"Badass." Bucky commented. He pasted me a quick smile, I returned it. He went to his bench also. No one spoke after that.

At times I would get bored and lift random objects with my magic. My mind couldn't pull away from the fact that people saw me as a villain. Bucky thought that he was protecting me from them, but I could hear their thoughts. They're terrified of me. To be honest, if I was a normal human being I'd think the same thing.

An alarm blared, making me raise my eyes, not concerned at all. Torres, Sam's friend, was climbing down a latter into the cockpit.

"One minute til drop off, Sam" Torres told him while crossing the cockpit in seven strides.

Bucky and Sam just stared at each other. Staring contest? I thought. I held in my laugh. They stayed silent even when they got up. I moved out of the way, before doing so I grabbed a comm. Sam and Bucky grabbed theirs.

"What's our plan?" Bucky asked Sam while walking away.

Sam didn't respond, he just simply stared at him.

"Okay, so no plan." Bucky said obviously irritated at Sam.

I sighed. "You two are unbelievable." They are so childish, I thought to myself as I stood up.

I walked to the open cargo door and jumped. I formed energy in my hands, flying through the air. I heard Sam's wings deploy. I land lightly on the leaf covered ground. Trees surrounded me, I caught a glimpse of Sam flying through the air heading somewhere. A yell caught my attention.

I saw Bucky falling through the air. No chute at all. I felt my breath hitch. He hit the trees, branches breaking and him grunting and groaning from the branches hitting him. He hit the ground with thud. Flat on his back.

I rush over, I didn't run but I glided with help from my magic. I stifled my laugh.

Redwing came flying through the sky. Sam's voice came over the comms. "I have all of that on camera. You know that, right?" He said. I could hear it in his voice he was trying his hardest not to laugh.

"Get out of my face, Sam, or I'll break it." He said, frustration rising in his voice.

I watched the two of them, Redwing was twittering the small camera surveying Bucky and then me. I gave it a small wave.

Sam's voice came back over the comm-link "Okay, head north. Come on. Oh and Wanda, nice landing." Sam complimented.

I felt my cheeks grow hot. I didn't want to say anything that could tick off Bucky more. I offered my hand to Bucky, he took it graciously. I pulled him to his feet. Then we started to head north.

Redwing led the way for us, flying faster than we can speed walk. Redwing led us to a run down, brick building. It looked as if it was once a warehouse for popular company. There is graffiti sprayed all over the inside and outside of the building. A typical spot for most rebelling teens and my very own brother. 

When we entered the building, Bucky led the way. I was walking beside Bucky as we went deeper into the warehouse. A small buzzing came behind us. Bucky dodged the buzzing noise and swiped at the air trying to reach Redwing.

"Oh-ho-ho. Don't hurt him." Sam chuckled through the comm.

"Shut up, Sam." I whispered.

With some more searching, we found Sam soon enough. Sam was watching the small screen on his wrist.

"You're doing the staring thing again." Sam says without looking up.

Bucky blinked. I stifled my laugh by biting on my lower lip.

"They're in there." Sam told us.

Bucky followed his gaze down a semi dark hallway. I didn't follow but I listened over the comms.

"Look at you. A little time in Wakanda and you come out White Panther." Sam says in a joking tone.

"It's actually White Wolf." Bucky corrected.

Sam looked at me with confusion and I just shrugged. I started down a different hallways, urging Sam to follow. I saw Bucky walk into a room with shattered windows and high ceilings. He walked behind a shelf unit.

"All right, I'm inside. Therefore, way ahead of you." He said smugly. "It's not great, but very doable."

I came up behind Bucky, Sam just on my heels. He heard my boots and whipped around. "Huh?" He looked behind me passing a confused glare at Sam. Evidently, I'm invisible.

"Hello. How are you?" He asked Sam.

"Good. What did I miss? Nothing."

I gave a small, frustrated groan. "All right, enough with the small talk. Let's go." I push passed Bucky, he started to follow before Sam grabbed my arm.

"No wait." He said.

I groaned as I waisted myself out of his grasp. "Come on, Sam. I've got magic." I remind him.

"And I've got a vibranium arm. We can take them." Bucky said, putting in his two sense.

"And I can fly. Who gives a shit? Wait."

I watch the exit where the truck is.  I saw two people lift up a crate like it's nothing. Super soldiers?

I tune out their bickering. I caught the last bit of their fight. "So around six super soldiers." Sam had said.

Sam backed up and accidentally made something clatter to the floor. 

"Shit." He whispered.

All three of us stood still. Trying to avoid getting caught. The soldiers walked around to the entrance and then walked back to the truck. They guided someone inside and closed the door. I don't think Sam or Bucky were watching. They disappeared from our sight.

Sam looked at his small display screen for Redwing. I knew what he was going to say before he said it.

Sam scanned his tablet with urgency. "Wait there's a eighth person. I think they have a hostage." Sam said, looking up at Bucky and me with a serious expression.

Bucky bolted out the exit and Sam and I took off flying. I ran straight to the trees desperate to stay out of view. Sam stayed out of sight too. I watched at I flew through the air as Bucky towards the truck holding the hostage. He jumped onto the small ledge before taking out the lock holding the door shut. Before I knew it he was gone from view.

Sam's voice came over the comm. "Bucky, talk to me. What's going on?"

"Found the hostage." He tells us.

The line went silent as I watch Bucky he thrown out of the truck, colliding into the windshield of the one behind it.

"Shit!" He says loud enough for me to hear.

That's my cue.