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John Walker busted through their door not one minute after Bucky arrived. He came for Zemo, as they knew he would.
"Alright! That's it! Let's go!" John walked it, eyeing Marcella, then Bucky and Sam. "I'm ordering you to turn him over."
Bucky looked at the time on the phone Marcella passed him back after she exited the bathroom.
"Hey, slow your roll." Sam calmly stepped between them. "Let's be clear, shield or no shield, the only thing you're running in here is that mouth. I had Karli, and you overstepped." Sam pointed to Zemo, "He's actually proven himself useful today. And we're gonna need all hands on deck for whatever's coming next."
"How do you want the rest of this conversation to go, huh?" John smiled viciously at him, "Should I put down the shield? Make it fair?"
Marcella heard the sound of light footsteps and saw the shadows crossing the windows. She sighed and leaned in the bar beside Bucky. "It will never be fair."
John seethed. He placed the shield down against a pillar and then stood up. When he did, a spear came flying from out of seemingly nowhere and stuck into the tile near his face. John jumped back and looked in the direction where it was thrown from. He found a Wakandan woman warrior. One of the Dora. The rest of the Dora walked in through the front door right after. Spears high, and demanding the room.
While everyone else in the room waited. Marcella lowered her head and looked at the ground. Ayo, her friend, someone who helped her beat her winter soldier and someone who Marcella saved in the Infinity war led the Dora. She slammed her spear down and faced Marcella and Bucky, but specifically Bucky.
"Even if he is a means to your end... times up." She spoke in Wakanda to him.
"Release him to us now." Ayo ordered in English, and Marcella was more than happy to oblige but John Walker opened his big mouth again.
"Hi. John Walker, Captain America."
Ayo looked at him up and down. She didn't give a fuck and said nothing.
"Well, let's uh, put down the pointy sticks and we can talk this through, huh?"
It was Marcella's turn to seethe now. The lack of respect to Sam and Bucky was one thing, but to Ayo and the Dora; she couldn't stand for. Her fingers grazed over a knife on her belt but Bucky placed his hand over it like he knew. She looked at him and he was already looking at her.
"Hey, John, take it easy." Sam smiled at him. "You might want to fight Bucky before you tangle with the Dora Milaje."
