"Captain America." Scott said in awe, shaking Steve's hand, who tried to force another smile on for him.
"Mr. Lang."
"It's an honour." Scott told him, still shaking his hand. "I'm shaking your hand too long." Steve nodded, and they both stopped. "Wow! This is awesome! Captain America." He looked back at Wanda and Aria. "I know you, too. You're both great!" He turned back and felt Steve's shoulders. "Jeez. Ah, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so... Thinks for thanking of me." He looked back at Sam, who had climbed out of the clunker car with Bucky. "Hey, man!" Sam gave a polite nod.
"What's up, Tic Tac?" Scott looked at the ground, sheepishly.
"Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I..." Sam held up his hand, not wanting to bring up past history.
"It was a great audition, but it'll... it'll never happen again."
"They tell you what we're up against?" Steve asked him, drawing back Scott's attention.
"Something about some... psycho-assassins?" He asked, slightly confused.
"We're outside the law on this one." Steve warned him. "So, if you come with us, you're a wanted man." Scott considered this for a moment, then shrugged.
"Yeah, well, what else is new?"
"We should get moving." Bucky told them anxiously.
"We got a chopper lined up." Clint told them, before the PA system went off.
"Dies ist eine Notsituation. Alle Passagiere müssen den Flughafen sofort evakuieren."
"They're evacuating the airport." Bucky murmured, and Sam said what they were all thinking.
"Stark."
Stark?" Well, all but Scott.
"Suit up." Steve told them, taking a deep breath.
Steve, in his uniform, strode through an underpass, then jogged onto a private runway, heading for a grounded chopper. An electro disabler slammed onto the chopper and Steve looked up to see Iron Man and War Machine descending.
"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport." Tony told Rhodey as they landed in front of Steve. "Don't you think that's weird?" Rhodey nodded.
"Definitely weird." Steve stood his ground, unafraid of his old comrades.
"Hear me out, Tony." He said calmly. "That doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this." All of a sudden, T'Challa, the Black Panther himself, leapt over a truck.
"Captain." He greeted, earning a nod from Steve.
"Your Highness."
"Anyways." Tony continued. "Ross gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. Can you help a brother out?" Steve shook his head, sure of Tony's plot.
"You're after the wrong guy." Tony gave him a look.
"Your judgment is askew. Your old war buddy killed innocent people yesterday."
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WARNING: SPOILERS!!! ~A Watty's 2019 Submission!
RandomI debated this for a while, and decided to do it. These are chapters or small bits that I want to put into my stories in the future! I type them all the time, and decided to let you guys see them early! But I you don't want to see any of them, then...
