"Secretary Ross has a congressional medal of honor, which is one more than you have."
"So let's say we agree to this thing. How long is it gonna be before they LoJack us like a bunch of common criminals?" Sam asked.
"A hundred-and-seventeen countries want to sign this. A hundred-and-seventeen, Sam, and and you're just like, 'No that's cool, we got it.'" Rhodey responded.
"How long are you gonna play both sides?"
"I have an equation," Vision interrupted.
"Oh, this'll clear it up."
"In the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man, the number of known enhanced persons has grown exponentially. During the same period, the number of potentially world ending events has risen at a commensurate rate."
"You're saying this is our fault?" Steve asked.
"I'm saying there may be a causality. Our very strength invites challenge. Challenge insights conflict, conflict... breeds catastrophe. Oversight... oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand."
"Boom."
"Dad. You're being uncharacteristically non-hyperverbal."
"It's because he's already made up his mind."
"Boy, you know me so well. Actually I'm nursing an electromagnetic headache. That's what's going on, Cap. It's just pain. It's discomfort. Who's putting coffee grounds in the disposal? Am I running a bed and breakfast for a biker gang?" Tony placed his cellphone in a basket of fruit sitting on the counter and tapped it. A hologram sprang forth: the picture of Charlie Spencer. Tony looked over at it as if he didn't realize he'd done it, "Oh that's Charles Spencer by the way. he's a great kid. Computer engineering degree, three-point-six GPA, had a floor-level gig with Intel planned for the fall. But first he wanted to put a few miles on his soul before he parked it behind a desk. See the world. Maybe be of service. Charlie didn't want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale which is what I would do. He didn't go to Paris or Amsterdam, which sounds fun. He decided to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the poor. Guess where. Sokovia."
"Dad..."
"He wanted to make a difference I suppose. We'll never know though because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass." He said the last two words with mock enthusiasm. That only made it hurt worse. "There's no decision-making process here. We need to be put in check! Whatever form that takes, I'm game. If we can't accept limitations, if we're boundary-less we're no better than the bad guys."
"Tony" Steve said, "If someone dies on your watch you don't give up."
"Who said we're giving up?"
"We are if we're not taking responsibility for our actions. This document just shifts the blame."
"I'm sorry, Steve," Rhodey cut in, "That is dangerously arrogant. This is the United Nations we're talking about. It's not the World Security Council, it's not SHIELD it's not HYDRA-"
"No, but it's run by people with agendas and agendas change."
"That's good, that's why I'm here. When I realized what my weapons were capable of in the wrong hands... I shut it down and stopped manufacturing them."
"Tony, you chose to do that. If we sign this we surrender our right to choose."
"What if," Lilith asked, "What if the panel sends us somewhere we don't think we should go? What if there's somewhere we need to go and they don't let us? We may not be perfect but the safest hands are still our own."

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Beautiful Chaos
Fanfiction[l.odinson x fem!oc ] "You can't fix every broken soul you meet." "No. But I can try." ••• Lilith Stark's only job was to keep Doctor Banner from turning green while he and her father helped SHIELD locate and retrieve the tesseract from Loki. Every...