Not your Fault

Chapter 21: Civil War

Us vs them.

Team Iron man vs Team Cap.

No one speaks a word as we face off one another instead watching for any sudden movement, terrified of the extremes this fight might lead to.

Instinctually my hands grasp my sword attached to my waist at the idea of a fight ahead before realising I couldn't. My swords would injure... permanently and I couldn't risk that. Not on my family. Removing my hands from the hilt I instead bunch them into fists holding them steady at my side.

Nat finally meets my eye, her own emitting a soft glow before turning to glance at anyone but me. My composure falters at the action, dangerously close to turning into a frown.

"What do we do Cap?" Sam asks reluctantly almost scared for the answer, he wasn't the only one. My attention diverts to Steve who doesn't so much as flinch at the question. His glare one I will never get used to. His eyes burning holes into Tony's iron man suit. "We fight."

At his words we begin moving forward as a team more determined than ever to get on that jet. Tonys team hesitates before mirroring us. Gradually the brisk walk turns into a light jog before we sprint, slowly splitting off as we clash with the others.

Both Sam and Wanda take to the sky attacking Tony, Rhodey and Vision leaving the rest of us to fight the remains. Unconsciously my eyes flicker to Wanda feeling the pit in my stomach at her presence disappearing from my side. Distracted, I miss the blur of red and navy swinging in my direction.

Spider-man's legs impact with my stomach, the force pushing me to the floor, winded. "Oh I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt a girl." The boy gasps faltering for a second allowing my leg to sweep underneath him bringing him to the floor with a bang. Moving quickly I straddle his waist throwing punches to his torso which he barely blocks.

"You can't hurt me that easy love." I smirk ending the conversation with a swift jab to his jaw earning a pained groan from the kid.

Removing myself from the boy I observe the scene before me clenching my jaw at the sight. The people I love most attempting to hurt each other brings an agonising pain to my stomach.

These thoughts were momentarily lost as Spider-man recovers, shooting webs my way trapping me in the sticky mixture. Frowning I grit my teeth looking down at the goo holding my hands together. Another trail of webs hold my feet to the ground keeping me upright yet trapped. "See you round." The boy grins before swinging off.

"Piece of shit." I mutter my attempts to free myself failing miserably rendering me useless amongst the chaos.

"Need some help there?" Turning I breathe in deeply at Bucky's figure behind me. His voice was soft almost friendly as he offers his assistance. "I'm fine." I reply shortly hoping he will leave me alone. "Mm no. No your not." His metal hand reaches for my wrists earning a light flinch barely noticeable yet it didn't go unnoticed by the brunette who retracts his hand guiltily.

"I'm not gonna hurt you Skye." He sighs with a small smile. Hesitantly I nod allowing him to reach towards my wrist ripping them free from their sticky prison before doing the same to my feet.

Shuffling awkwardly I nod my thanks at the man before sprinting away hoping to make my way to the jet.

A hand on my shoulder halts me mid stride, my own arm quick to flip the unknown stranger over my shoulder and onto the floor before me.

"Wow what a nice way to greet your sister." Nat grins kicking up off the floor into a position I know all too well. "Well you should know better than to sneak up on me." I reply with a smirk circling her slowly. "Planning to fight me huh?" Nat rolls her eyes copying my movements. "Well your in my way."