Enigma, the Hero Summoner

Ch 5. Prison Time

Y/N P.O.V

It wasn't too long after the rest of team got arrested. While we we're willing to surrender, we were glad that Steve and Bucky made it and can stop the rest of the super soldiers. But that relief was quickly drained after the rest of the team heard the news of Rhodey's death. Many of us were surprised and initially doesn't belief it, but soon the death settles in, and we feel sorrowful.

After our arrestment, we were brought to Raft, one of the most secured prisons in the world. Pietro, Wanda and I are put in strait jacket. Not only that, but Pietro is also legs are chained up. We're in a chamber with a large, bared window against our cells. I can't see the rest of my teammates. I sit against the wall on the floor, feeling tired.

"Well, what do we do now?" Scott asks.

"I don't know. Never been to jail." Sam responds.

"Should we... break out?" Scott suggests.

"There are cameras filming us." Sam answers.

"Oh."

There is a silence in the room, but Pietro speaks up. "How long are we going to be here?"

"We did a lot of shit." Sam begins speaking. "We went against the law. We didn't sign the accords. We fought against our former teammates. Oh, we also fought against the prince of Wakanda."

"I also killed Rhodey." I add.

There is a short silince. "What are you talking about Y/N?" Pietro asks.

"Vision wanted to hit the quinjet, but I stopped him by jumping on his back. His laser hits against Rhodey and died, whether the laser did it or the fall, his death is my doing." I explain.

 There was a short silence. "Do you know it was an accident?" Pietro asks.

I stay quiet for two seconds. "I know, but I'm still responsible for his death."

I hear Pietro sighs. "Are you going to be okay?"

"Yes, I just need time." I reassure.

There is another silence, I don't know how long it takes, but my father comes in the room. I look at him with the corner off my eyes. I can't look him in the eyes after what I did. My dad walks around, but nobody is talking. He finally stops walking and stand by someone, but I don't know. "Is there something you need? They feed you yet?"

"You're the good cop now?" Sam says back.

"I'm just the guy who needs to know where Steve went." My dad responds.

"Well, you better go get a bad cop, because you're gonna have to go Mark Fuhrman on my ass to get information out of me." Sam speaks while I hear some ticking, which I guess is from my dad.

"Oh, I just knocked the 'A' out of their 'AV'. We got about 30 seconds before they realize it's not their equipment." My dad says non-gallantly. "Just look. Because that is the fellow who was supposed to interrogate Barnes. Clearly, I made a mistake. Sam, I was wrong."

"That's a first." Sam says back.

"Cap is definitely off the reservation, but he's about to need all the help he can get. We don't know each other very well. You don't have to..."

"Hey, it's alright. Look, I'll tell you... but you have to go alone and as a friend." Sam requested.

My dad silent for a second. "I bring someone, you know..." I don't know who my dad is talking about. I can't hear Sam responds. My dad turns around and goes back, but before he left, he gives me a glance and goes out of the room. Some minutes my dad returns with some of the guards. "That is my son." He points towards me. "You can also remove the straight jacket."

I look confuse at him. The guards open my cell and remove my straight jacket. I look at my dad. "What's going on?"

"Well, you're going home with me. And if you do, you're 'chores' right, I can convince the Secretary of State to let the rest go."

"What are you talking about?" I ask. "I'm not leaving my family... and the new guy who change sizes."

"I have a name!" Scott yells.

"You should do it." Pietro says. I turn around and look at my boyfriend. "We can survive without you, but you can help us getting us out of here faster."

I sigh. "Fine," I look back at my dad. "I come with you."

My dad smiles.

-

After my goodbye, I got my equipment back and walk with my dad towards a chopper, but we're stopped by Secretary Ross.

"Stark? Did he give you anything on Rogers?"

"Nope. Told me to go to hell. I'm going back to the compound instead with my son, but you can call me anytime. I'll put you on hold, I like to watch the line blink."

The Secretary looks at me. "You're lucky you got out. I don't want any trouble from you. Also, we want to investigate your 'demons', so all your items that revolve around them will be taken."

I glare at him. "And what if I won't allow you?"

"Then you can go back to where you came from." He replies coldly.

I continue to glare at him. My dad looks at me and set his hand on my shoulder. "Let's go back to the base Y/N."

I continue to glare at him till I look back at my dad. I then walk towards the chopper and my dad follow me. As we get in, my dad closes the door, and we fly off.

The auto piloted chopper flies high up in the sky. There is an awkward silence for a minute. He then stands up and press a button on a control panel. The Iron Man suit wraps around my dad.

"I get a suit for you too. Your little birdie friend can't help you for where we're going."

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to find Steve and Bucky. Now suit up." My dad forces me to stand up and let me press the button on the control panel. Soon a suit wraps around me as well.

"Dad, can we talk?"

"Not now, I'm going to open the hatch. Don't worry, you won't fall to your death." My dad ignores me.

"Dad!" I grab his arm and he look at me. "Do you hate me?"

"W-w-what?! No! Of course, I don't! Why do you think that?" He says surprised.

"You know it is my fault Rhodey is- "I say but choke. "It was just avoidable and I- I was trying to safe Steve and Bucky, but then this happened." I say quickly.

My dad hugs me tight. "It's okay Y/N. It's okay. Don't blame yourself."

"But it is my fault!"

"Look Y/N, it's an accident." He looks at me in the eyes, even though his helmet is in the way. "How about this is all over, I give my best to let your boyfriend and the rest of your teammates out of those crappy prison cells, we go to Rhodey's funeral, and we just take a break, maybe we can have a father-son vacation." He says nicely, trying to cheer me up. "How about Las Vegas? I can teach you how to gamble, we can drink and have the best time ever, deal?"

I take a deep breath. "Yes, that sounds nice."

He gives me a shoulder pet. "That's a promise. But first, we need to find Steve and Bucky, and fix this... shitty situation."

I give him a smile. "Alright."