42 Needed Diversion

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He watched as the shield was then in place as it laid in Steve's arms before the kid shook his head, "That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all."

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

I crossed my arms as I leaned against a bunch of crates while I watched the kid take on Steve.

"Mr. Stark said you'd say that. Wow..." he then fired webs that stuck to Steve's shield and ankle. Pulling, Steve slid towards him on his back as the kid kicked him backward, before rolling away, "He also said to go for your legs."

As Steve ran to get his shield, the kid webbed his hands and pulled.

Steve glanced my way and motioned for me to stay before he spun and flipped, propelling the kid through the air. "Stark tell you anything else?"

The kid looked up and groaned, "That Phantom would just watch from the side," he looked over at me before I gave him a simple smile and wave as he turned back to Steve, "Also, that you're wrong. You think you're right. That makes you dangerous."

"Guess he had a point," I smirked as Steve looked over at me again before he threw his shield at the crosswalk overhead, breaking it as it falls.

The spiderling quickly caught it and looked up at us as I stood beside Steve, "You got heart, kid. Where're you from?"

"Queens."

I shared a glance with Steve before we both turned to run as Steve looked over his shoulder, "Brooklyn."

We ran back to the fight as Sam spoke over comms, "We gotta go. That guy's probably in Siberia by now."

"We gotta draw out the flyers. I'll take Vision. You get to the jet." I nodded agreeing with Steve as we ran towards the fight before being interrupted.

"No, you get to the jet! The three of you! The rest of us aren't getting out of here."

"As much as I hate to admit it, if we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it."

"Caring about us Clint?" I smirked before I looked over at Bucky who had run up to us.

"Shove off, Katerina."

"Look this isn't the real fight, Steve."

Steve looked between us before sighing and nodded, "Alright, Sam, what's the play?"

"We need a diversion, something big."

"I got something kind of big, but I can't hold it very long. On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half, don't come back for me."

Bucky looked up as I furrowed my brows before we both turned to Steve, "He's gonna tear himself in half?"

Steve only gave Bucky a look before he spoke over comms, "You're sure about this, Scott?"

"I do it all the time. I mean once- in a lab. Then I passed out... Just go when I give you the signal. Okay... here we go... I'm the boss. I'm the boss. I'm the boss. I'm the boss. I'm the BOSS!"

He jumped from the moving stairs before expanding in size.

I looked at the guys and thought for a moment as I cocked my head, "Is- I think that's the signal."

"Right. Let's go."

Steve and Bucky started running as I looked over at everyone else fighting. I then shook my head and ran after the guys catching up almost instantly, "You boys, gonna run any faster?"

They both let out a heavy laugh before I ran ahead of them only to slow down when a beam was shot at the hanger, collapsing the entrance as I quickly caught it with my powers.

I slowed down and stopped running before I turned to the boys, "Just keep going! I'll get there."

They nodded and ran before the barrier around the hanger rubble turned from blue to red as I turned to see Wanda give me a smile.

I nodded and then ran in before I looked back to see her stumble as the rubble did. Only, I was faster and ran in behind the guys before I looked up to see Natasha.

"You're not gonna stop."

"You know I can't."

She then sighed and held her stun gun up as she pulled the trigger, "I'm gonna regret this."

I turned to look behind me at the prince in his suit fell to the ground before I looked back up at her, "Go."

We ran past her before she grabbed my arm, "I'm sorry about lying. I hope it doesn't change anything between us."

I met her eye gave her a curt nod before turning as I ran onto the jet.

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