Chemistry

02

Peter swung past while Alessa ran past and Steve snapped the web with his shield.

"That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all," Peter said.

Alessa nodded. "Yeah, no kidding. It's super cool, but physics should be obeyed."

"Look kids. There's a lot going on here that you don't understand," Steve told them.

"Mr. Stark said you'd say that, that you would say that," Peter said as he fired webs which stuck to Steve's shield and ankle. He pulled and Steve slid towards him. Peter kicked him backwards, then rolled clear. "He also said to go for your legs." As Steve ran to get his shield, Peter webbed his hands and pulled. Steve grit his teeth, spun and somersaulted, propelling Peter through the air.

"Hey!" Alessa cried. "That is not nice, sir!"

Sam evaded fire from Iron Man and asked, "Clint, can you get him off me?"

"Buckled in?" Clint questioned.

"Yeah," Scott replied. "No, I'm good. I'm good, Arrow Guy. Let's go. Let's go!" Miniaturized, Scott was on the tip of Clint's arrow. As he fired it, the head split and Iron Man shot the shards. Scott dove between Iron Man's splayed fingers and slipped inside the Iron Man Suit at the shoulder joint.

Steve caught a web and tugged Peter towards him, knocking him down with the shield. Peter recovered and pulled himself up on top of a gangway next to where Alessa was standing.

"Stark tell you two anything else?" Steve asked.

"That you're wrong," Peter answered. "You think you're right. That makes you dangerous." He swung down and Steve leapt to kick him backwards onto the gangway's leg.

"Very dangerous, but also admirable. In a way," Alessa added.

"Guess he had a point." He threw his shield at the leg and the gangway fell. Peter held it up before it could crush Alessa. "You got heart, kids. Where're you two from?"

"Queens," Peter replied.

"Originally, Highland Falls," Alessa said.

"Brooklyn." Steve left Peter holding the gangway while Alessa stood next to Peter, the gangway narrowly missing the top of her head.

Alessa glanced at the teenager next to her. "You and me are gonna have a chat, Spidey."

Peter swallowed and nodded. "Y-yeah. Okay."

As Clint fired arrows at hovering Iron Man whose arm-lasers malfunctioned, Tony called, "F.R.I.D.A.Y.?"

F.R.I.D.A.Y. informed, "We have some weapon systems offline."

"What?"

"Oh, you're gonna have to take this into the shop," Scott said.

"Who's speaking?"

"It's your conscience. We don't talk a lot these days."

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.?"

F.R.I.D.A.Y. replied, "Deploying fire suppression system."

"Uh-oh," Scott said. "Oh boy. Whoa!" Inside the suit, Scott sprinted through narrow banks of components, chased by a rolling cloud of CO2. He was ejected from the suit.

Bucky said to Steve, "We gotta go. That guy's probably in Siberia by now."

"We gotta draw out the flyers," Steve told him. "I'll take Vision. You get to the jet."

"No, you get to the jet!" Sam yelled. "Each of you!" He was being chased by War Machine. "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," Clint said.