The Sapphire Spirit | Book One~Captain America: Civil War

C H A P T E R 28

A few minutes later, after riding in silence he arrived at the Raft.

"This is the Raft Prison Control." A guard said over the radio. "You're clear for landing, Mr. Stark."

The sea swelled and surged as Raft Prison rose up from beneath. A huge, fortified, circular structure with small lights around the sides. I looked at it, filled with awe and a bit intimidated. Two semi-circular doors opened up in the flat circular top. Tony landed the chopper on the helipad and the doors closed above us.

After we got out, we ran into Secretary Ross.

"So? You got the files? Let's reroute the satellites, start facial scanning for this Zemo guy." Tony said, all business like.

"You seriously think I'm gonna listen to you after that fiasco in Leipzig? You're lucky you're not in one of these cells." He caught sight of me. "What is she doing here? You said she wouldn't be a threat anymore." Ross half yelled.

"Yeah, and you guys won't have to worry about her." Tony said coldly.

"And how can we be sure?" Ross challenged.

"Hello, I'm right here." I snapped. "And I'm pretty sure I can follow the Accords, thank you very much."

Ross looked at Tony sternly and led us on through a thick, steel security door. Soldiers stood guard in an operations room. We looked at the surveillance screen. My breath hitched in my throat as I saw Wanda, sitting hunched and bedraggled in a cramped prison cell.

"Let's go." Ross said.

Another security door opened. We walked into a chamber surrounded by large, barred windows. Beyond the windows were a number of prison cells. We took in our surroundings. Suddenly, there's a slow clap. Turning around, I saw it was Clint.

"The Futurist, gentlemen! The Futurist is here! He sees all! He knows what's best for you, whether your like it or not."

"Give me a break, Barton. I had no idea they'll put you here. Come on." Tony says.

"Yeah, well, you knew they'd put us somewhere, Tony." Clint chided.

"Yeah, but not some super-max floating ocean pokey. You know, this place is for maniacs. This is a place for..."

"Criminals?" Clint stood up. "Criminals, Tony. Think that's the word you're looking for." He eyed Tony through the bars. "Right? That didn't used to mean me. Or Sam, or Wanda. But here we are."

"Because you broke the law."

"Yeah." Clint shrugged.

"I didn't make you."

"La, la, la, la, la..." Clint jeered humorlessly.

"You read it, you broke it."

"La, la, la, la la..."

"Alright, you're all grown up, you got a wife and kids. I don't understand, why didn't you think about them before you chose the wrong side?" He walked away.

Clint sighed, then saw me. "Hey, Chloe. Sorry if anything I said hit you hard."

"It's... okay." I sighed. "Clint, I'm sorry you're here. I'm sorry all of you are here. It's not fair that I'm not."

"Chloe, you're a good kid. Just... try to stay out of trouble. Please?"

I nodded. "See you around, Barton."

"Later, Adler."

"I'm just the guy who needs to know where Steve went." I heard Tony talking to Sam. I waved goodbye to Clint and went over to him.