Maya Stark

Chapter 53: No gives a shit

The plane ride was unbearable. Sam and Bucky basically stared at each other the entire time. I was in my suit. I hadn't done anything to it, though I guess I was in the need for an upgrade. I made a mental note in my head of doing that when we got back.

'One minute to drop off, Sam,' Torres, a guy who worked close with Sam, said. I liked him, he seemed nice. He also seemed like he would be easy to mess with. Not that I would.

Sam and Bucky kept staring at each other, and I kept looking between the two. I roll my eyes at the literal children in front of me.

'Oh, for the love of god,' I mumble, standing up and going to the table with the comms. The two followed behind me. 'I'm the youngest here and yet still the most mature.'

'So, what's the plan?' Bucky asked, sitting back down. Sam stayed silent and put in his comm. 'Great. So, no plan.'

'Thirty seconds!' Torres called.

'Enjoy your ride, Buck,' Sam said with a smug expression.

'No, you can't call me that,' Bucky said.

'Why not? That's what Steve called you,' said Sam.

'Steve knew me longer, and Steve had a plan.'

'If I say I have a plan, can I call Buck?' I asked.

'Do you actually have a plan?' Bucky said.

I scoffed. 'I never have a plan, I just want to do something Sam can't.'

'Fine, I don't care,' Bucky said. I gave Sam a smug smile.

'Fifteen second to drop!' Torres said.

'I have a plan,' Sam said, walking over to the open door.

'Really?' Bucky said, standing up. 'What is it?' Sam jumped out of the plane. 'Great.' I shake my head at this stupid situation. 'Where's the chute?'

'We're at 200 feet,' Torres said. 'It's too low for a chute.'

Bucky and I walk to the opening. 'I don't need it anyway,' he said.

'You sure about that?' Torres asked.

'Yeah,' Bucky said, looking out of the plane. He looks at his arm and rips the leather off his metal one.

'I'll push you if you want,' I said, smirking. He sent me a glare and then jumped. I turn around, dramatically. 'I like you Torres. You're one of the good people.'

'Err, thanks?' he said.

I nod and salute him before falling backwards out the plane. The wind blew at my hair and the feeling of falling was unsettlingly peaceful. Wind whipped past my ears, and I manage to turn myself around. I watch through squinted eyes as Bucky lands harshly on the ground. A second later, I stop myself right before I hit the ground and I lower myself to my feet.

I walk over to Bucky, who was sprawled out on the ground, groaning. Redwing right next to me. 'Please tell me you got that on camera, Sam?'

'Every last second,' Sam said as Redwing got closer to Bucky's face.

'Get out of my face, Sam, or I'll break it,' Bucky mumbled.

'Okay, head north, you two,' Sam said. 'Come on.'

I help Bucky up and we start to head North. I was flying, following his running from the sky. We came up to an abandoned warehouse and I landed as Bucky got to the edge of the trees. We walk quietly through the building and Redwing flies towards us. He circles Bucky, who attempts to punch it, but misses terribly.

'Don't hurt him,' Sam said. He sounded amused.

We follow Redwing to where Sam is. I stand in between the two children as Bucky stares off and Sam scouts the building.

'You're doing the staring thing again,' Sam said. Bucky looked at him, a scowl on his face. 

'They're in there.' Sam gestured to the right, the only place they could really be. I look at Sam's arm that has the video of Redwing's view.

'Where's the guy?' I ask.

'I don't know,' answered Sam. 'I think they're smuggling weapons though.'

'Well, I think you could be right,' Bucky said. I rolled my eyes. 'But there's only one way to find out. I see a clear path. I say we take it.'

Bucky starts to walk in the direction Sam told us they were, but Sam grabbed his arm and said, 'We're not assassins.'

'Sam!' I whisper yelled at him, hitting his arm.

'I'll see you inside or not,' Bucky said, walking off.

'Hey, come on, man,' Sam said. 'I'm just messing with you. Come back.'

'You're a child,' I mumble at him.

Sam and I follow him, hanging back as we watch him creep around the halls.

'Look at you. All stealthy,' jokes Sam. 'A little time in Wakanda and you come out White Panther.'

'It's actually White Wolf.'

'What?' I ask. 'Oh, I'm so remembering that.'

Sam indicated for me to follow him, and we creep around, following the same path Bucky did. We walked quickly but quietly.

'Alright, I'm inside,' Bucky said over comms as we turn the corner where he is. 'Therefore, way ahead of you two. It's not great, but very doable.' We were already next to him when he said that. He turned and did a double take when he saw us. He looked at us then back to the door. 'Hello. How are you?' His voice was very sarcastic.

'Good,' Sam said. 'What did we miss? Nothing.'

Bucky glared at him. 'Alright, let's go.'

'No, wait,' I said, grabbing his arm.

'I got a vibranium arm. I can take them,' said Bucky.

I rolled my eyes. 'Yeah, and I can manipulate energy and birdie over here can fly, no one gives a shit, Bucky. Wait.'

'I want to see where they're going,' Sam said.

'There's two people,' Bucky said.

'You only see two?' Sam said.

'That's what I saw.'

'Let me see what Redwing sees. Let me see,' said Sam. 'Let's see what Redwing... Oh, look at that. How many people you see now?' I roll my eyes, again, as more people keep coming into view. 'One, two... Oh, here it comes again. Four. Five.'

'Yeah, five,' Bucky said. 'So, they're strong. Whatever.' We watch as two of them pick up a big crate and start moving it towards the truck. 'Alright, let's go.'

'No, no, wait,' Sam said, grabbing Bucky's arm. The crates in front of us rattled, unnecessarily loud. 'Shit.'

The group, of now seven, stopped and looked towards us. 'Alright, let's move,' a women said. The group packed up the truck and got into it, obviously, otherwise they wouldn't have a truck.

'There's an eighth person,' Sam said as the engine to the truck starts. 'I think they have a hostage.'

Bucky sent the two of us pretty heavy glares before running after the trucks. I follow, getting halfway across the warehouse before lighting up my hands and thrusting myself into the air with the extra momentum. Sam did the same.