Not a Hero

(7) Broken Trust and Pixie Dust

Sorry for the inconsistent updates I don't have an excuse other than the fact I felt lazy and really wanna just skip to the good parts I have planned.

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In my defense, I didn't know I could grow this big. It was a leap of faith kind of deal. I figured I'd get a little bigger, then look incredibly stupid. But apparently, I now get to try and fight the weird shrinking, and growing man.

"Wanna get to them, you gotta go through me." The man challenged, kicking at Black Panther.

"Funny, I could say the same." I retorted, attempting to size him up. It didn't work obviously, as he was still bigger than me. It did give him a scare though, seeing me so close to his size.

The man moved to grab Black Panther, only to be pushed back by me. I hastily shove him back, causing him to stumble. War Machine fired at him with Peter catching a ride.

Peter began climbing over the man, swinging around his arm. When I noticed what Peter was about to do, I joined in. I hit the man across his face as Peter put all his force into hitting the same spot. The man tumbled back, waving his hands through the air in an attempt to get rid of Peter, War Machine, and I.

The man picks up a cargo truck, throwing it at War Machine. He thankfully rolls out of the way, only to be met with another attack. As the man attempts to quash War Machine, I kick his leg out of the way in hopes of redirecting his attention.

I noticed Vision out of the corner of my eye, joining the fight from above. Vision looks back at me with silent understanding. At the same time, we both go in for an attack aimed at his chest. I put power into my leg and kicked him backward with the help of Vision. The man staggered back drastically, landing on the plane behind him.

Vision faded through the man, focusing on stopping Captain and Barnes. I slow my movements, feeling the effects of such a large and quick shift.

"Hey, guys? Have you ever seen that really old movie, Empire Strikes Back?" I sighed into my coms as I heard Peter.

"Jesus Tony, how old is this kid?" War Machine comments upon hearing Peter's remark.

"I don't know, I didn't carbon date him, he's on the young side," Stark replied, refocusing on the fight.

"You know that part, where they're on the snow planet? With the walking thingy?" Peter hinted, wrapping his web around the man's legs.

"Maybe the kid's onto something." Stark realized, getting into position.

"High now, Tony. Go high." Upon hearing War Machine, I figured out what Peter meant. What, I've never seen the movie?

With both Stark and War Machine on either side of me, we all hit the man at the same time in the jaw. With both of his legs bound together, the man began tripping and landing backward.

"Yes! Haha! That was awesome-" Peter laughed out, only to be cut off by getting hit by the man's stray arm. I felt myself lose energy, black dots dancing around my vision. I vaguely saw Peter land, as well as the man shrinking down to normal size.

Upon seeing that I caved in to my abilities, shrinking back down to my usual size. My eyes felt as if they weighed a pound, urging me to fall asleep. I heard an echoed voice of Stark benching Peter.

After checking on Peter, it seemed Stark noticed the lack of giants, flying above to look for a certain one. I faintly heard Stark asking if I was alright.

"I'm dandy, I just need a second. Don't worry bout me." I slurred, giving Stark a weak thumbs up. I heard him tell me that I was done before flying off. I simply nodded along, not finding the energy to argue. I slowly closed my eyes, knowing I couldn't get up just yet.