The Snowflake: The Final Part

Chapter Ten

When the fight began, Sam, Bucky, and I started running. Our destination was the hangar the quinjet was in. As we ran, a red human like figure began crawling along the windows at our pace. Bucky looked it with confusion. "What the hell is that?!" He asked. "Who fucking knows at this point." I replied. I watched him shoot webs out his from what seemed to be his hands but I wasn't for sure from this distance. The boy shot his webs at a pole, swinging his body around, his feet hitting the glass as he threw himself towards us, mainly towards Sam, hitting him in the chest. Sam flew backwards, against the wall. Bucky instantly turned around to punch him with his left arm but the boy stopped it. Bucky's eyes got wide as his jaw dropped a little as he turned his attention to his hand before looking at me.

"You have a metal arm?! That is awesome man!" he exclaimed. He sounded very young by the tone of excitement in his voice. "Y/N do the thing!" Sam yelled. I knew exactly what he meant because he knew Natasha was the one to train me. I instantly dropped dow and swung my right leg, my prosthetic hooking onto the boys leg, pulling his leg out from under him, watching him fall, face planting into the tile. As the boy tried to stand up, gaining his balance, Sam came flying out of nowhere, practically tackling the boy. He clung onto Sam, from my distance, it looked like they were catfighting in the air.

"You have the right to remain silent!" he exclaimed. "Who the hell even is that? I asked, looking at Bucky. Bucky looked back at me and shrugged. I bit my lip a little as he started running to Sam. "God you're so hot." I whispered as I followed. I wasn't paying attention to the boy and Sam. When I looked up, I noticed that the boy was swinging along on the ceiling by his webs. Sam was flying around shooting little missiles out of his suit to try and throw off the boy so he would fall. He failed each time. I hid behind a pole as Bucky ripped off a sign with his left hand, throwing it in the direction of the boy. "Hey buddy, I think you lost something!" The boy yelled, throwing the sign at the pole that Bucky was hidden behind. I came out from behind my pole, running towards the sign, grabbing, it pushed up against my body, making me slide a few feet back. My move reminded me of Steve a few years ago when we were chasing Bucky along the rooftops. Sam watched with a proud smile and Bucky smirked.

I knew he was impressed. I glared up at the boy standing on a beam near the ceiling. "Don't fuck with me, kid!" I yelled, tossing the sign down off to the side. Sam flew up from behind the body, kicking him with both his feet in the boys back. He flew forward, shooting webs up towards the ceiling. Sam flew under him, trying to get away but the kid shot his webs at Sams wings, making them get jammed and malfunction. Sam fell mid-flight and flew through a stand before rolling onto the ground. As he stood up, the boy shot his webs at both of Sams hands, glueing them to the rails. "Those wings carbon fiber?" the boy asked. 'This stuff coming out of you?" Sam remarked. "That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that's awesome man." He said. Sam was annoyed at this point, never hearing someone talk so much during a fight. "I don't know if you've ever been in a fight before, but there's usually not this much talking." Sam stated, the annoyance in his voice was quite noticeable. A smile appeared on my face after I heard Sam's remark.

I ran to the edge he was on, standing on the rail before jumping down. I hated the adrenaline it gave me, I landed down on the ground below me, landing in the kneeling position before standing up. I backed away under the platform as Bucky, Sam, and the boy came flying down. I guarded my eyes as gass shards flew everywhere. Sam's entire left side was glued together with webs and Buckys left hand was glued to the floor. I stepped out from under the platform, looking up to find the boy. I found him on top of a pole and as I made 'eye' contact with him, he shot webs out towards my feet. i stood there and looked down, noticing my prosthetic was covered with the sticky webs. "You little shit." I snarled. I looked back up at him, my nose almost scrunched in disgust. "What's your name, kid?" I asked. "Peter, why?" Peter replied. "Cause I'm gonna be on your ass. You better watch it." I glanced at Sam as Peter continued to talk. I noticed Sams fingers were gliding along the screen on his wrist the Redwing flew out of nowhere as Peter tried firing more webs at us. The web hit Redwing, making Peter fly out of his position, hitting a beam on the way out. I stood there watching before looking down at Bucky. He was looking at me in awe for some reason. "You're so cute, James." I giggled.

Eventually the three of us made it out of the terminal and down to the area everyone else was. Steve was running, waving us over to run with him. Wanda, Clint, and Scott were running with him then we joined him. As we ran, a yellow beam of light cut the ground in front of us. We all panted, trying to catch our breath as Vision floated in the sky above us. He spoke but I didn't listen. I stretched instead. Did some leg stretches for my left leg then did arm stretches. Bucky looked at me in confusion. "I don't think now is a time to stretch, snowflake." Bucky said. I looked at him. "I know.. but I'm just getting ready to kick some Stark ass." I smiled. I glanced up at Vision. "You must surrender.." he ordered as Tony's team formed up. We all began walking to each other, the walk turning into a jog, the jog turning into a sprint. I stayed a little bit back from the group, making sure everyone was distracted as I ran off to the hangar that the quinjet was in. Nat had noticed and was chasing after me. "Y/n, stop!" Nat yelled.

I stopped, a quarter of the way, and turned too face her. "Nat, please let me go.." I said. "I can't, I'm sorry." she replied. I glanced behind her, watching vehicles get thrown everywhere, things getting blown up. I looked back at her and she spoke quietly. "I'm not on anyone's side, so fight me and we'll pretend we're against each other, got it? I don't want to hurt you. You did nothing wrong." Nat stated. "If I zap you, I don't mean to do it, jus-" She continued but I stopped her. "I know what you mean." I swung my dominant hand, "punching" her in the face but she grabbed my wrist, putting my arm on her shoulder, swinging me forward, making me land on my back, knocking the wind out of me. "I trained you, y/n. Thought you'd be able to beat me."

I rolled my eyes playfully, putting my hands on either side of my head, pushing myself up off the ground, landing in the kneeling position. I had my back turned. Natasha snuck up behind me, jumping on my shoulders, we were far enough away from the others so it seemed like we were fighting and she pretended to hit me constantly. I pretended that I was weak, trying to throw her off my body. Eventually I did, we both rolled on the ground. We were away from the group long enough to watch Scott turn in a giant. I was mid-punch before looking up and my eyes grew wide. "What in the shit?!" I exclaimed, backing up. "Go to the jet, y/n. T'challa is coming. I'll hold him off." Natasha ordered. "No it's okay. Let's fight him together."

The two of us fought against T'Challa, resulting in us getting scratches and bruises. The three of us fought till Steve and Bucky started running to us. I was already running from T'Challa, Nat behind me, Steve and Bucky next to me. Vision used his laser to make the tower next to the hangar fall, Wanda was holding it up with her magic but she was struggling. We had to hurry. We team as fast as we could before she stopped using her magic. Unfortunately for us, T'Challa made it through. "I really hate to do this.." Natasha said, holding her wrist up. She fired one of her electric discs at the prince, making my fall to his knees and shake. Steve, Bucky, and I ran to the Quinjet, climbing inside. Steve and Bucky sat in the front, I sat in the back, buckling myself in. "Once we get steady in the air, I'm gonna clean you up, okay, Y/n?" Bucky asked. "Yes, dear." I looked at him and smiled before rolling my eyes playfully.