Framed

United Temporarily

2016, Halle Airport, Berlin, Germany

Clint glanced at Natasha as they engaged in combat, a hint of humour in his voice.

"Depends on how hard you hit me," he quipped before finding himself spun around by her legs. Just as Natasha prepared to deliver a decisive blow, Wanda intervened, projecting Natasha down with her powers.

"You were pulling your punches," Wanda remarked, earning a sheepish nod from Clint. Meanwhile, Marni found herself locked in a tense standoff with Black Panther, their grip tight around each other's throats. "I didn't kill your father," Marni asserted, attempting to reason with him.

T'Challa remained sceptical. "Then why did you run?" he questioned before swiftly disengaging from Marni's grasp and launching a powerful kick that sent her sprawling backwards.

As T'Challa sprouted claws and aimed for Marni's neck, Wanda intervened again, stopping his hand with her powers, and sending him crashing into a passenger gangway. Peter swung past the scene, his youthful curiosity piqued by the extraordinary events around him.

"That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all," Peter remarked in awe, referring to Bucky's shield. Bucky, attempting to maintain the upper hand, tried to reason with Peter. "Look kid, a lot is going on here that you don't understand," he explained.

Peter, undeterred, referenced Tony's advice. "Mr. Stark said you'd say that. Wow," he quipped before using his webs to ensnare Bucky's shield and ankle, successfully pulling him toward him and delivering a swift kick before rolling clear.

Meanwhile, Sam, evading fire from Iron Man, sought assistance from Clint. "Clint, can you get him off me?" Sam called out. Clint, ready for action, responded confidently. "Buckled in?" he inquired, receiving affirmation from Scott.

"Yeah. No, I'm good. I'm good, Arrow Guy. Let's go. Let's go!" Scott exclaimed, prepared for the next move. As Clint fired his arrow, Scott, miniaturized, clung to its tip. Despite Iron Man's attempt to counter, Scott deftly slipped inside the Iron Man Suit at the shoulder joint, poised for action.

Bucky caught a web and yanked Peter toward him, using the shield to knock him down. As Peter quickly recovered and pulled himself onto a gangway, Bucky leapt forward, aiming to kick him backwards onto the gangway's leg.

"Stark, tell you anything else?" Bucky questioned, engaging Peter in conversation amidst the chaos.

Peter's response was swift and pointed. "That you're wrong. You think you're right. That makes you dangerous," he retorted, swinging down as Bucky leapt to counter, aiming to kick him onto the gangway's leg.

As the gangway teetered on the brink of collapse, Peter managed to hold it up, demonstrating his strength and deter. Impressed by Peter's display of courage, Bucky acknowledged his tenacity. "You got heart, kid. Where are you from?" he inquired.

"Queens," Peter replied, his voice filled with determination.

"Brooklyn," Bucky responded before leaving Peter to grapple with the precarious gangway.

Meanwhile, Clint fired arrows at hovering Iron Man, whose arm lasers malfunctioned, prompting Tony to seek clarification from his AI system Friday. "Friday?" Tony questioned, seeking information about the malfunctioning weapon systems.

"We have some weapon systems offline," FRIDAY responded, alerting Tony to the issue.

Tony's attention then turned to Scott, who found himself in a precarious situation within the Iron Man suit's intricate machinery.

"Uh-oh. Oh boy. Whoa!" Scott exclaimed as he sprinted through narrow banks of components, chased by a rolling cloud of CO2. Eventually, he was ejected from the suit, landing unceremoniously on the ground.