Bitten

Chapter 6

I was sitting at my home looking at the giant holographic television on the living room wall. I watched the news about the Sokovian Accords. Apparently, a bomb exploded and the King of Wakanda was killed. The suspect was no other than the Winter Soldier aka Bucky Barnes. Captain America's old friend from the 1940s'. I was watching live footage of Bucky on the run being chased by a man in a full black suit that looked like a cat. He was being chased by Uncle Steve who was trying to reach Bucky before the cat man. All three men were running faster than the cars on the freeway and the roads. "Come on Uncle Steve. You have to catch him." I said. I watched as Steve was running full speed towards the strange man. Bucky had hijacked a motorcycle and was riding towards the weird cat man. The man cut the motorcycle tires. Bucky went flying forward. He lay on the ground trying to get up. The man in black went to pounce at him and was suddenly hit from the side by Steve. The man in looked at Steve. A bunch of cars surrounded the three ordering them to put their arms in the air. Uncle Rhodey landed in his War Machine suit and aimed his arm-mounted guns at the men. The man in the cat suit unmasked himself. It was the Prince of Wakanda well....I guess I should say King of Wakanda since his father was killed. King T'Challa of Wakanda. They arrested Bucky and Steve. They didn't actually arrest Uncle Steve though...hopefully not. They were probably taking him to HQ. I got up from the sofa and saw my dad walk in. "Hey kid." "Are you going to talk to Uncle Steve?" "Huh? Oh hey what have I told you about watching the news? You don't need to be watching that. To answer your question, yes I'm going to talk some sense into Cap." "Go easy on him dad." "Trust me. He'll be fine. I'm going to try to get him to sign the Accords." "Dad. Don't push him into doing something he doesn't want to do." "Miss. I suggest you choose your next words carefully before your grounded." "Sorry. Just. Ask him nicely. Don't force the man. That's all I'm saying." I told him. My dad just looked at me. "Stop watching the news." "Why was King T'Challa going after Bucky in a black cat suit?" "Honey...you ask too many questions? You're like your mother." "I'd hope so. She gave birth to me. I would hope I am like my mother. Hopefully, I'm like you." "Of course you're like me. Where do you think you got intelligence from? Not from your mother." Dad stated. He walked to the front door. I trailed behind him. "Stay out of trouble kid. Pepper would not be happy and would kill me." "She's been trying to kill ever since New York, Dad." "Touché. Okay. I got to go." He said as he kissed my forehead and walked out with his briefcase. "Bye dad." I whispered. The door closed and I walked back to the sofa and saw the news. It was changed. A man in red and blue was swinging from building to building doing flips in the air waving at the civilians below. Spider-Man. I like Spider-Man. I think he's really cool. I've never met him in person, but I've dreamed of it happening. I wonder who he is behind the mask? I shrugged my question off and continued to watch the webslinger exit out of a burning building with a young girl and a her puppy. He landed on the ground and ruffled the little girl's hair and held his hand out. She high-fived his hand and she laughed. He took to the sky and waved at the girl. I sighed looking out the window. I wish I met him in person. I thought smiling.