In the beginning of the end, she will be born upon the darkest night onto those who seek the light. She will be born of undreamt power and will lead her allies to a grand victory. Many shall try to deceive her but all will fail. So it is written it...
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"I won't hurt anyone you know that right?" I asked Nat as I strapped my new knives to my suit while we stood in the Quinjet and she nodded.
"I know...promise me something?" She asked loading her guns.
"Yeah, 'course." I muttered handing her, her widow bites.
"When this goes south, and you know it will...you get out. You do what you have to do not to get caught. Understood?" She asked in a hushed tone an I nodded.
"Understood." I sighed sliding my gun into my hip holster.
"Hey Ma, you and Steve...are you two gonna be okay after this?" I questioned and she smiled.
"Still on that are you?"
"You're deflecting." I pointed out as she laughed throwing her arm over my shoulder and we made our way off the jet to met with everyone on our side.
"Yes, Steve an I will be just fine. He's stuck with me whether he likes it or not." She joked an I laughed.
"Makes sense, hard to escape a spy. Especially when you're like a geriatric fossil with no understanding of techno- Hey!" I laughed when she shoved my shoulder an I almost lost my footing.
"Game faces ladies. We've got work to do." Tony instructed before flying into the air as I walked over to Peter.
"Hey." He said with a small wave. I couldn't see his face but somehow I knew he was smiling.
"I like the upgrade. You look good." I complimented gesturing to his new suit and he looked down.
"Thanks, Mr. Stark made it I think it's pretty cool-I'm rambling. Sorry it's just, you guys are the Avengers, man." He said waving his arms around an I noticed his phone in his hand.
"If you're planning to record any of this... just don't let Tony see it. And stay focused, we can't have you getting hurt alright." I said putting my hand on his shoulder and he nodded.
"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport. Don't you think that's weird?" I heard the sarcastic voice of Tony Stark in my ear piece as we waited for our queues.
"Definitely weird." Rhodey responded.
"Hear me out, Tony. That doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this." I heard Steve say faintly.
"Captain." T'Challa spoke after taking his queue.
"Your highness."
"Anyway, Ross gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. Can you help a brother out?" Tony asked.
"You're after the wrong guy." Steve said, which was true an I wanted so badly to fight for Bucky but I don't have a choice. If we don't bring him in, the council will come for all of us.
