Malen'kaya Zemlya [2] [P. Parker]

1.6 Civil Endings

After I wasn't able to find Peter, I ran with Steve and the rest of our team to the quinjet.

"There's our ride," Clint said.

As Barnes and Sam joined us, Steve shouted, "Come on!"

Suddenly, a sizzling beam of bright yellow light cut through the pavement in front of us.

Ryker pulled me to a stop and the rest of us did the same.

"Captain Rogers," Vision, the robot thingy, said, hovering in the air above us. "I know you believe what you're doing is right."

Tony set Natasha on the ground behind the purple man, following soon after.

I locked eyes with Renée, having to look away soon after with tears pricking my eyes. There was no emotion in her blue eyes, just stone cold and blank. She wasn't wearing her mask either, as well as Marina and Louis.

"But for the greater good," Vision continued. "You must surrender now."

Trying to ease the tension, I said, "Alright, Grindelwald, we get it."

The purple man tilted his head at me, squinting. "Miss Valentinez, Mr Oswald, you may remove your masks."

I sniffed. "Yeah, nah, I don't take orders from fake people."

As I said that, the remainders of the opposition either descended or walked up, the last being Peter, who hit the ground with a thump and straightened up.

Renée patted his arm.

The two teams faced each other.

My blood was boiling with pure power once more, the adrenaline coursing through my body and giving me strength.

I exchanged a glance with Ryker. He nodded.

We grasped each other's hands, our last remnant of the broken pieces that used to be our family.

The two sides faced off against each other.

"What do we do, Cap?" Sam asked lowly.

My free hand shook.

Steve took a deep breath. "We fight."

As one, we strode forwards, breaking into a run.

"They're not stopping," I heard Peter and Louis say at once.

"Neither are we," Tony said darkly.

Everyone broke into sprints.

Wanda lifted off the ground, Sam flew upwards, Renée lifted herself with her powers, Vision raised himself into the air and Rhodey and Tony lifted up in their suits.

No one was going to back down.

This was war.

Tony reached Steve first, smashing his fist down on his shield.

Then it was all on.

I didn't see who else was fighting who, I had only two goals in mind.

Kick Peter's butt.

Kick Tony's butt. Preferably without the suit.

Simple.

I reached Peter, the raw betrayal and anger inside me bubbling to the surface.

I let out a shout, flinging myself into the fight.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" He shouted. "What're you doing?"

"Fighting the enemy." I snarled, pushing him back into a cluster of newly grown thorns.

"I'm not an enemy, Ash!" He shouted, dodging a punch.