Author's Note: It's here... The chapter where Emma and Peter meet for the first time. Thanks for being so patient with me because I've made you wait for so long. I really hope that you enjoy this chapter. It took me forever to write... Well, like a day but it feels like forever. I also want to thank you for all the reviews last chapter. I really appreciate them. So just keep reviewing. I'm also kind of changing my mind about the summary. I think the review is right... I mean, it doesn't really apply to my story anymore like it was supposed to. I just have no idea what summary to write. How is the summary harder to write then the actual story itself? lol.
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Emma had decided to hang towards the back of the group as they made their way down to the airport. Steve had come up with a plan to not hijack the helicopter, since Tony was likely stop him, but a Quinjet instead. She knew it wouldn't of taken him long before he remembered that a Quinjet was a much better option than a helicopter. They only needed to buy themselves sometime while they looked for the Quinjet which was probably sitting in one of the hangars. Steve was going to be the diversion while Redwing searched for the Quinjet. Steve had then proceeded to do his Captainly duty of giving orders. Clint and the witch would wait for Steve's signal in the parking deck. Lang would stay, in his shrunken state, with Steve until Steve gave the signal. Emma, Sam, and Bucky would remain in the terminal as Redwing searched for Quinjet. When the signal was given then Stark would have his hands too full to stop them with everyone in different sections of the airport. It was a pretty good plan, Emma had to admit. Especially given the time that Steve had to come up with it.
Emm was fully suited it up in her Viper Assassin catsuit as they all made the trek down the stairs. She was missing her Viper Bites seeing as Stark had never gotten around to resupplying them in her suit. Emma had gone without them before so she was sure she could manage on her own. The uniform had been adjusted by Stark recently seeing as she had grown another inch, Emma wondered if Tony had ever imagined he'd be fighting her in that very same catsuit when he had made the adjustment. Probably not. She remembered contributing to their usual banter as she hung out in the lab watching him work. Now the situation had completely turned. Emma never imagined that Stark would go this extent. She had hoped that he had learned his lesson from Ultron but the man had gone completely crazy. It didn't matter anymore… Emma would fight him if she had to.
She reached up towards her head to push her hair out of her face and gently brushed her fingers against the mask she wore. Emma didn't have the lenses down at the moment. They were going to be fighting in broad daylight so there wasn't any need. Emma watched the back of her father and Steve as they walked together and wondered if this was what they had been like a long time ago. She almost smiled at the thought but the smile on her face was replaced with a frown as she heard a familiar voice speak from beside her.
"This is nervewracking." The witch said as she fell into step with Emma. "Fighting our friends?" Emma glared down at her feet as they walked, refusing to look at the witch. When she didn't say anything Wanda continued to talk.
"Are you worried what will happen to us after this? After we fight the others?" Wanda further questioned, trying to get an answer out of the girl.
"Sometimes I wonder what Pietro would think of all of this." She continued but Emma still didn't say anything. Wanda sighed tiredly.
"I know that you hate me." Wanda told her and Emma finally looked at her. The older girl had a sad look on her face as she stared at her… expecting Emma to respond. Emma just glared at her.
"What?" Emma finally spoke although her tone was short and clipped. "Did you expect me to deny that?" Wanda looked down, a bit ashamed.
"No, I didn't. I just thought that you might be actually believe me when I say that I'm sorry." Wanda told her. Emma just scoffed, shaking her head.
"I don't care how sorry you are." Emma snapped.
"Please… is there any way I can make it up to you?" Wanda asked Emma, sounding desperate and upset but Emma didn't care. What the witch had done to her… the way that she had violated Emma. It was an action that Emma didn't find redeemable.
"Can you get in a time machine and go back in time?" Emma retorted. Wanda had a crestfallen expression on her face at Emma's sarcastic remark. The older girl looked quite miserable in this state but Emma didn't care. She was beyond caring about the witch's feelings… not after what had happened a year ago.
"You have to believe me, Emma. You don't know how sorry I am." She apologized. "If I had known what you'd see I would've never had shown you the vision." Emma glared at her.
"It's Rogers to you, Witch, and I don't care about "What If" situations." Emma told her angrily. "All that matters to me is that you did it. Do you know how terrible the nightmares are now that you've made me relive one of the worst moments of my life? I was doing so well before you showed up." Emma hissed.
"Maybe if you talk to Steve it would help." Wanda suggested, attempting to be helpful. "You really shouldn't keep that from him. I know that you think he'll hate you if he knew but I don't think so. I think Steve would understand." Wanda quickly realized she shouldn't of said anything as Emma gave her the coldest, most venemous look she had ever seen. The older girl slightly shrunk back in fear as Emma looked at her.
"Stay out of my head, Witch, I already told you once before." Emma told her venemously before continuing. "You've already done enough damage. I don't need psychiatric advice from the likes of you." Emma sneered as she quickly glanced ahead to make sure that none of the others had heard them. Apparently the witch and her were so far behind that they hadn't been audible to the ones with normal hearing. Steve and her father were so busy chatting that their enhanced hearing didn't even pick up on the conversation. Good.
"Never speak of this again." Emma hissed and Wanda quickly nodded her head in agreement. "We'll call a truce for the time being. I'll watch your back out there if you watch mine but as soon as this is over you just stay out of my way." When Emma saw the frightened look in Wanda's eyes, she nodded in satisfaction. She roughly bumped shoulders with Wanda before she picked up her pace, walking ahead so that she left the witch behind. Emma sincerely hoped, for the witch's sake,that she didn't make the same mistake of bringing up the vision again.
Emma, Sam, and Bucky stood in the terminal of the airport as they waited for Redwing to find the Quinjet. Emma only halfheartedly listened to what was going on between Steve and Tony through her earpiece. Tony should've really been a preacher or something. The guy just loved the sound of his own voice. Emma rolled her eyes as Tony and Rhodey attempted to intimidate Steve. She raised an eyebrow when she heard Natasha's voice come in but she didn't think she was that surprised. Steve had already told her that Natasha had signed the accords. Emma didn't really think that Natasha believed in the accords but that she was only doing it to save her and everyone else's asses. Emma probably would've done the same thing if Steve and her father hadn't ended up in this mess. Saving her own ass wasn't a priority right now. It was surely going to be strange when she faced off against Natasha… almost like old times. Emma knew that, despite all the admiration she held for the woman, she would fight her if the occasion called for it.
Emma heard another voice… an accented voice. It sounded like a Wakanda accent to her ears but she couldn't be sure. She thought she heard the guys mentioning earlier that Prince T'Challa of Wakanda had donned a Vibranium made suit a couple days prior. Her father had even mentioned how the Prince even seemed to have it out for him. Prince T'Challa thought that her father had murdered the king… his own father. Emma assumed that the voice belonged to T'Challa. This just kept getting better and better. A Prince was also now after her father. How many people had her father pissed off? Emma was broken out of her thoughts when she heard another voice. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Yet another recruit?
"Thanks. I could have stuck the landing a little better, it's just…" The voice said, answering Tony before briefly pausing. Emma narrowed her eyes. It was obviously a male that was speaking but she really wouldn't say that it sounded like a man… he sounded impossibly young. Emma also noticed that his voice was unfamiliar to her ears. He had to be new. "New suit. It's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's perfect. Thank you." He continued. Whoever this person was he certainly had Emma's full attention as she began to listen more intently to the conversation. He sounded oddly respectful towards Tony which Emma found curious. She couldn't imagine a grown man talking to Tony like he was Tony's inferior, no self-respecting man would. No, this person talked to Tony like Tony was his superior. How interesting.
"Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation." Tony told him.
"Okay. Cap. Captain." The mysterious person said as he addressed Steve. "Big fan. I'm Spider-Man." Emma raised an eyebrow as the individal introduced himself. Spider-Man? What kind of name was that? Perhaps it had to do with whatever his abilities were that made him so useful to Stark. Still… It seemed like an odd name for the person since he didn't quite sound like a man to Emma.
"Yeah, we'll talk about it later." Tony told him.
"Hey everyone." Spider-Man greeted and Emma was starting to think that this guy was as weird as Lang.
"Ok, good job." Tony said before putting an end to Spider-Man's talking. Emma soon lost interest in the conversation as Stark began talking again. That guy could go on talking for days. Emma couldn't get a headache but she thought that Stark just might test that theory as she listened to him drone on. Sam gently nudged Emma in the ribs, trying to her attention as he nodded towards one of the hangars on the other side of the airport. Emma assumed that Redwing had finally found the Quinjet. She turned her head to focus in on one of the hangars, her enhanced eyesight allowing her to see a Quinjet just barely hidden inside one of the hangars. Now why would they leave the door open like that?
"We found it." Sam said into his earpiece. "Their Quinjet's in hangar five, north runway." It looked like it was time for Steve to give them the signal.
"Alright, Lang." Steve
"Hey, guys, something…" Spider-Man started to say before Emma heard him grunt. It looked like Lang had finally made his appearance. Emma smirked as she heard Spider-Man grunt in pain as he probably got knocked off his ass or something.
"I believe this is yours, Captain America." Lang told Steve formally. Emma didn't really know what they were talking about since she couldn't see anything from where she was standing. There was a bunch of boxes and crates that blocked her view of the others.
"I think we have our signal." Her father stated. She and Sam both gave him a quick nod before they all broke into a sprint down the walkway of the terminal. They would have to keep one of the others occupied for as long as they could as they slowly made their way towards the Quinjet. That was the plan at least. Emma darted down the terminal alongside her father and Sam. It didn't escape her notice that both her and her father had to severely slow down so that they didn't leave Sam behind. Emma couldn't help smiling a little as she ran. It was like her and her father were on a mission together again. While the stuff they did for Hydra was terrible, the missions were the only time that she really got to spend with her father alone. Emma's smile faded as she heard a thumping noise.
"What the hell is that?" Her father questioned and Emma turned her head to look. Directly outside the terminal she saw a mysterious figure land on the glass before he started to crawl against the side of the building. Emma looked at the figure in bewilderment, stunned at what she saw. What the…
"Seriously, what the fuck did Stark dig up this time?" Emma retorted as they continued to run. She took the opportunity to curse now that her father wasn't in the room. Emma knew that her father could really care less and Sam would only find it amusing.
"Everyone's got a gimmick now." Sam grumbled. Emma barely noticed that Sam had began to fall behind as her and her father sped up. They hadn't done it on purpose, it was just a force of habit. Emma and Bucky both stopped in their steps as they heard a loud crashing noise. It was the sound of glass breaking. They watched in shock as the mysterious figure crashed through the window, flinging himself through the air as he kicked Sam harshly in the side when he landed. Sam went flying from the force of the sudden attack.
Emma quickly assessed the figure's appearance as she tried to think of multiple options of attack. The figure was dressed head to toe in a red and blue spandex suit that concealed every part of his body. Emma couldn't even see the person's mysterious face through the mask he wore. She noticed that the spandex suit was covered with black markings across it with the symbol of a spider in the middle of his chest. So the black markings must've resembled webs then. This was most likely the Spider-Man character that had introduced himself earlier down on the runway.
Her father immediately went in for an attack as he approached Spider-Man, raising his fist up to punch the new recruit with his metal arm. As her father reared his fist back to punch Spider-Man, the smaller hero caught her father's fist in his hand. Emma's eyes widened in shock as she watched Spider-Man pull her father's fist back. How was that even possible? How could this person be that strong that he could outmatch her father just like that? Emma determined that not only could this guy crawl up walls but he also possessed super strength. She wanted to know just who this guy really was.
"You have a metal arm?" Spider-Man asked in a bewildered tone as he pulled back her father's arm. Her father just looked at him in wonder. "That is awesome, dude." Okay, Emma decided that she had enough of this guy. She didn't care if he was interesting or weird. He was in her way and she was going to stop him. Emma stalked over to her father and Spider-Man silently, sneaking up behind Spider-Man. As she snuck up on Spider-Man she noticed that he was about the same exact height as herself. With no hesitation at all she wrapped her arms around the spandex wearing hero and immediately pulled him back. She then roughly tossed him across the room, watching as he slid across the floor when he landed. She heard Spider-Man slowly groan in pain as he hit the floor and Emma didn't waste anytime walking over towards him, a deadly look on her face.
Peter Parker, who was donning his Spider-Man suit for the moment, groaned in pain as he landed on the hard ground. He didn't understand how he get there. One second he was marveling at the Winter Soldier's arm and then the next he felt himself being thrown back. He had only arrived in Berlin the day before after Mr. Stark had recruited him. So far the experience had been eye opening. He had never been on a plane before let alone a private one that brought him to a foreign country. So much had happened since Mr. Stark had arrived at his and his aunt's apartment two days prior. He had traveled, gotten the new suit, and he had even taken Captain America's shield. Peter only wished he could tell Ned about it but unfortunately no one besides Mr. Stark new about his secret identity.
Peter blinked as he looked to the side and noticed a pair of dark green combat boots walking in his direction. He looked up and was met with a surprising sight as he saw the Viper Assassin. He didn't know too much about the Viper Assassin and no one really did. Only that she had formerly been an assassin for Hydra until she defected over to the Avengers a couple of years ago. She wasn't officially an Avenger but she was considered one of their most powerful allies. For some reason he expected the Viper Assassin to look a lot more different than she did. He had expected someone like the Black Widow, only blonde. Who he saw stalking towards him didn't look like someone who had thrown him across the room. It was a young woman… or girl seeing as she looked quite young even though he couldn't see a majority of her face. She was very slender but also very tall for a girl. Peter figured that she might've been the same height as he was. Her blonde hair gently swished side to side with every step she took as she walked towards him. Peter gulped at the deadly look in her eyes.
Emma saw that Spider-Man was about to get up from his position on the floor so she pressed her foot against his chest, holding him to the spot. He struggled to get up from the floor as she increased the slightest of pressure to his chest. She watched him was a curious look on her face as he squirmed.
"You're new." Emma told him. He wrapped his hands around her ankle trying to get her foot off of him but she wouldn't budge. Emma smirked… so she was stronger than him. That was good to know.
"I'm Spider-Man." He said weakly.
"I've heard." Emma replied but quickly assessed him with a thoughtful look on her face. "Although you don't really seem like a man to me." This seemed to piss off Spider-Man as he flung his wrist out at her and Emma didn't have time to react as a strange substance was sprayed in her face. She grunted from the impact of the mysterious substance and stumbled a few steps back as she was momentarily blinded by whatever substance that Spider-Man had just sprayed at her. She heard a whooshing sound and immediately knew that Sam must've swooped in to attack the spandex wearing recruit. Emma dug her fingernails into the substance and pulled at it with all the strength she could muster. Fortunately the substance didn't seem to tear off any skin as she peeled it off. Emma threw the disgusting substance to the side with a dark look on her face. She was angry now.
Emma raced across the terminal, directly behind her father, as they tried to keep up with Sam as he flew through the air witn Spider-Man crawling all over him. Emma wanted to use her flying abilties but she decided that it would be best that she not use up all her energy until later. She watched as Spider-Man swung from the rafters as he chased after Sam. Emma immediately stopped her father as they watched the encounter from down on the ground. She exchanged a look with him and he silently nodded before Emma ripped off a large piece of metal from off one of the walls. She could see writing in it and determined that it was probably a menu or a sign. Emma handed the metal debris to her father and he tossed it in the direction of Spider-Man. Her father and her then both quickly hid behind a pillar.
"Hey, guys, I think you lost this!" They heard Spider-Man say and before they could react, the metal debris came flying back. Emma and Bucky ducked for cover as it hit the pillar. Emma gritted her teeth as quickly lifted her head back up, looking for wherever the pest went. Spider-Man was a good name for him because it turned out the guy really was a pest. Emma lifted herself up off the ground, her father following suit. Emma gave him another nod, indicating for him to fall back. They had only reunited a little while ago but they had already slipped back into their old routine. Her father gave her a quick nod before he hid behind a pillar. Emma quickly hid behind another one of the pillars as she watched Sam crash through a phone kiosk. He fell onto the ground, glass shattering around him and Emma spotted Spider-Man use the weird substance, he had used on her earlier, to glue Sam to the railing. Emma narrowed her eyes at the sight. So it was supposed to be webbing. Spider-Man landed on a metal pillar about a hundred feet in front of Emma. He seemed completely unaware that she was even there. It struck Emma that he also seemed unaware of lot of his surroundings. He must be new at this, Emma determined. An amateur. She smirked as she watched him look down at Sam. Good, she could use that to her advantage.
"Those wings carbon fiber?" Spider-Man asked Sam.
"Is this stuff coming out of you?" Sam asked in response, completely revolted by the webbing. Emma didn't blame him. The stuff was pretty gross after all.
"That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ration… which, gotta say, that's awesome, man." Spider-Man continued to go on about the wings, ignoring Sam. Sam glared at the webslinging recruit.
"I don't know if you've been in a fight before but there's usually not this much talking." Sam told him seriously.
"All right, sorry. My bad." Spider-Man said before he casted more of his webbing and slung himself over to Sam. Bucky jumped out in front of Sam and was taken down as Spider-Man kicked them over the railing. Emma watched what happened silently, doing absolutely nothing as she witnessed the attack. She slowly slinked over to the railing, watching Spider-Man perch on top of one of the metal pillars as he looked down at Sam and Bucky. It was really sad that he hadn't even noticed that she was there. Emma knew that she was incredibly stealthy but most people would realize she was there by now. She glanced over the railing and saw that her father and Sam were lying on the ground, their hands glued to the floor by the webbing.
"Guys, look, I'd love to keep this up, but I've only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr. Stark so I'm really sorry." Spider-Man said with a cocky tone. With her enhanced vision Emma watched Sam run his fingers over his arm. He was contacting Redwing. Good, she would just stall Spider-Man until Redwing showed up. It shouldn't be too hard… it would probably be the easiest thing she ever had to do. The guy really didn't seem like he knew what he was doing.
"You know…" Emma drawled as she leaned against the railing that was left standing. Spider-Man looked at her in shock as he saw her there with a smirk on her face. It was obvious that he had forgotten about her. Rookie mistake. He really did make this too easy. "Most girls don't like a guy who finishes early." Emma told him before pointedly looking at some webbing that was still attached to the railing. She watched in amusement as his white lenses widened comically.
"That's a... what a… That's a very nasty thing to say." Spider-Man stumbled upon his words as he spoke. He also sounded a little taken back by what she had just said. Emma was just testing his boundaries… seeing what made him tick. She could tell that it wouldn't be hard too push his buttons. Emma didn't take him as being the calm and collected type like she was. "This is webbing… Webbing! It's not… It's not what you just said."
"Tell that to Redwing." She told him. He tilted his head to the side as he looked at her in confusion.
"Who?" It was then that Redwing crashed into him, sending him flying through the glass window and outside the building. Emma just shook her head to herself. Stark should've seriously looked into training this guy before he sent him into the field. If he thought that Spider-Man could stop her than he was gravely mistaken. Emma looked back over the railing and noticed her father and Sam still lying there.
"You couldn't have done that earlier?" Bucky asked.
"I hate you." Sam retorted with a stubborn tone. Emma laughed at the both of them. They were really taking this whole competition thing a little too far.
"Save the catfighting for later, ladies." Emma told them teasingly. They both glared back up at her.
"Get down here and get us out this shit." Her father demanded and Emma just rolled her eyes at them. Sam spoke next although she was even less pleased with his words.
"Don't think I'm not telling Steve about that dirty joke you just made."
Emma, Sam, and Bucky quickly ran to the runway as they left the terminal. They were going to have to make a run for that Quinjet if they wanted to get out of there. Emma spotted Steve, Lang, Clint, and the witch darting down the center of the runway. Steve quickly ushered them to regroup so the three of them quickly joined the others in their sprint across the runway, the Quinjet directly in their line of sight. As they reached the middle section of the runway, however, they were quickly stopped by a beam of blinding light as it drew a line in front of them. Emma looked up at the figure flying around in the air and glared in annoyance. Vision. Just great… It was exactly what she needed. As if this day hadn't been worse enough.
"Captain Rogers…" Vision loudly announced as he floated up in the air. "I know you believe what you're doing is right." So self-righteous, Emma thought to herself as she looked up at him in disgust. The others all began to regroup a distance away from them as it became evident that the Avengers were now divided into two factions. They were truly going to face off against each other now.
"But for the collective good you must surrender now." Vision finished. Emma watched as a figure in a black vibranium made suit, that resembled a cat, walked up next to Natasha and Stark. Rhodey in his full War Machine suit landed on the ground and Emma watched as Spider-Man landed next to Rhodey. Emma could practically feel the tension rising and knew that a fight was about to break out. This was what it always felt like whenever something bad was going to happen. It was an instinct that Emma had come to know only a little too well.
"What are we going to do, Cap?" Sam asked Steve even though everyone already knew what they were going to do. It was obvious what was about to happen.
"We fight." He said quietly. Emma looked up at him with a worried expression on her face. She wasn't worried for herself but she was actually worried for him.
"We'll never be the same again if we do." Emma told him. "Are you okay with that?" Steve just gave her a solemn look.
"I'll just have to be." He then looked back at the others and nodded. "Let's go."
Emma walked alongside the others as they walked towards the other faction of the team. She was in between Lang and Sam. Truthfully, Emma didn't need to become distacted by Steve and her father during this fight. It was already bad enough that she was incredibly worried for them. How well could they fare in this fight? The other team had Vision. Emma really resented the android for his intrusiveness but there was no denying his power. The android could pick up Thor's hammer for crying aloud. As they began getting closer to the others, Emma noticed that their fast paced walking was breaking into a steady jog. This was it. This was going to be the end of Avengers as they knew it. Emma didn't think anything could bring them back from this. Their friendship was never going to survive the fallout. She quickly glanced at her father who was at the opposite end and she knew one thing. She didn't care.
As the other team loomed closer, Emma and the others broke into a full fledged sprint. She noticed that the others were quickly approaching. Emma narrowed her eyes as she saw Spider-Man fall directly into her line of sight. That guy was going to pay for spraying her in the face with his nasty webbing. She was sure some of it was still stuck to her hair. Not that Emma cared much about her hair but she didn't want to waste time trying to scrape it out later. She had more important things to do. They darted towards each other and when they got close, it abrupted into an all out war.
Spider-Man got down in a crouched position as he started shooting his webbing at her. Emma, however, was already prepared for this. She wouldn't be surprised for a second time. Using her enhanced reflexes, Emma quickly dodged out of the way. The blonde slightly smirked when Spider-Man shot out the webbing and it missed her, hitting Lang in the side instead. Lang looked around in a confused state before Natasha delivered a harsh kick to his side when he became distracted. That man was almost as bad as Spider-Man. Emma was getting tired of dodging all of Spider-Man's webbing so she decided to speed things up. She propelled herself off the ground, flying towards the webslinger feet first. He could only watch in shock as she came towards him before kicking him the chest. Spider-Man fell backwards from the force of the impact before glancing back up at her.
"You can fly?!" He exclaimed in surprise, causing Emma to raise an eyebrow at the excited tone in his voice. Didn't he know that they were enemies? "That's so cool!" He quickly got back up and Emma clenched her jaw as she came back towards him. As she flew towards him again, she prepared herself to grab him and toss him across the runway but Spider-Man seemed to be prepared this time. Instead of her grabbing him as she flew through the air, he grabbed her mid-flight when she got close to him. Emma's eyes widened as he easily grabbed her as if she was just an average teenage girl. They locked eyes with each other… or Emma locked eyes with the white lenses of his mask. He then threw her away from him, causing Emma to go flying backwards through the air. She didn't have enough time to stop herself before she crashed into the ground. She groaned in pain as she assessed this new information.
Emma had severely underestimated her opponent. She had always been trained to not underestimate her opponent yet she had. It seemed like Emma had become arrogant in the fight between herself and Spider-Man. She had easily overpowered him earlier so it surprised her when he easily overpowered her just now. Emma had thought she was stronger than Spider-Man but it was becoming very evident to her that she was wrong. A small smirk came across Emma's face as she thought of something but it vanished as soon as it came. Fine… two can play at this game. Emma heard Spider-Man approaching so she laid on the ground, continuing to groan in pain and clutch her arm to her chest. She sniffled as he approached, her blue eyes flooded with tears as she looked up at him.
"Oh my god! Are you okay?!" He asked in concern as he looked over her. Emma shook her head.
"I think I broke my arm." Emma whimpered. Spider-Man quickly crouched down to take a closer look at her.
"Let me take a look." He said as he loomed over her. He then watched as the pained look on her face quickly faded into a stoic expression. Emma instantly wrapped her legs around his chest before she turned them both over so that she was on top of him. Spider-Man's white lenses widened in surprise as she loomed over him. She pinned his wrists to the ground as she smiled smugly at him.
"You really shouldn't help the enemy." Emma told him. She heard Spider-Man scoff through his mask.
"Well, excuse me for trying to be a gentlemen." He retorted.
"Being nice isn't going to help you win a fight." Emma replied as she looked down at him. She found it curious that he didn't even try to squirm from underneath her like last time, he just stared up at her.
"Did you know that you have little flecks of green in your eyes?" He asked her and Emma's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She demanded to know, not knowing what he meant by that.
"Your eyes… They're incredibly blue but there's also bits of green in them too." Spider-Man told her. "They're actually really pretty." Emma glared at him and was about to respond but before she could Stark shot his repulsor beam at her. She was so distracted by the stupid spandex wearing hero that she didn't even hear Stark coming. Emma was thrown away from Spider-Man and landed several feet away from them. She glared at Stark as he stood there hovering above the ground. Spider-Man sat up from his position on the ground, gently rubbing his wrists from the soreness of Emma's harsh grip.
"Stark!" She hissed angrily, her eyes flashed in anger.
"You've been a very bad girl, Mini Cap." Tony told her mockingly. She couldn't see his face through the mask but she could still hear his annoying voice.
"You're a fool, Stark!" She told him in a deadly tone.
"Why are you being so mean to me, Mini Cap?" Tony asked rhetorically. "I mean I gave you the suit, McConaughey, and I even brought you a boyfriend." He said, gesturing to Spider-Man who looked between Emma and Tony curiously. It was obvious that Stark knew the Viper Assassin very well if they were so familiar with each other. "You could at least be happy."
"Go to hell, Stark!" She angrily yelled at him, seething in anger.
"Ooh, someone's feeling a little feisty today." Tony glanced at Spider-Man, giving him a knowing look. "Looks like it's that time of the month." Emma's eyes flashed in anger again as she got up from the ground and began stalking towards them, a deadly look on her face.
"You're so dead, Stark." Emma hissed.
"Uh, Mr. Stark?" Spider-Man said as watched the Viper Assassin walk towards them. "I don't think you should've provoked her like that."
"Don't worry about it, kid." Tony told him. "It's all part of the plan." Emma was so enraged by what Stark had told her that she was completely surprised when someone yanked her hair roughly, causing her to be forced backwards. Emma was a little disappointed in herself. Usually she was so calm and professional but Stark had a way of riling her up. Emma turned around only to be met with the sight of Natasha. The red head smirked at her as they stood facing each other.
"Well, this is like déjà vu." Natasha remarked. Emma only looked at her with a stoic expression on her face.
"No kidding." Emma retorted. "Don't think I'll go easy on you like last time."
"I wouldn't count on it." Natasha immediately lifted her leg up quickly, delivering a harsh kick to Emma's side. It only made Emma stumble slightly before she retaliated by throwing a punch in Natasha's direction. The former spy quickly dodged the punch but she didn't have time to react when Emma delivered another punch to the other side of her face. She reeled back from the force of the punch. While Natasha was distracted by the punch, Emma lunged forward and knocked her feet out form under her. Natasha groaned as she landed on the ground. This kid was only getting stronger the more she aged. Natasha hated to imagine how strong she might be ten years from now. In ten years Natasha doubted that she would even stand a chance. The red head looked up at Emma who was looking down at her with an expression akin to mild interest.
"Face it, Natasha… I'm stronger than you." Emma told her. She didn't sound arrogant or anything but it was almost like Emma was stating a fact. Natasha just shrugged.
"Well, I'm more experienced than you." Natasha said shortly before she leapt up from the ground, catching Emma by surprise as Natasha landed a punch to her stomach. Emma narrowed her eyes as Natasha tried to land another punch to her ribs. Emma then grabbed her fist mid-punch. The blonde twisted Natasha's wrist backwards, making the red head wince in pain. Emma then kneed Natasha in the stomach sending her stumbling back a few steps. Natasha glared at Emma, starting to become very frustrated with the teenager. She came charging at Emma and Emma readied herself for the impact. She stay glued to the ground as Natasha ambushed her and didn't do anything as the former spy landed a punch to her face. Emma was letting her think that she had the upperhand.
Emma then grabbed on tightly to the redhead before propelling herself off the ground. Natasha's green eyes widened in surprise as she felt her feet begin to leave the ground. She struggled in Emma's arms, trying to release herself of the teenager's grip but Emma was too strong. Natasha had no choice but to allow Emma to hold onto her as they flew through the air… not unless she wanted to break a ton of bones and possibly plummet to her death. Natasha thought for a moment that Emma's plan had been to drop her from a tall height but she was surprised when she finally felt her feet touch a surface. Natasha looked around her and noticed that she was standing on top of one of the planes. Emma gave her a pointed look as she hovered in the air as if she were floating in water rather than air.
"Stay there." Emma told Natasha seriously. "I don't want to hurt you." When Natasha didn't respond Emma flew away. Probably back towards the ground to go fight the others. Everytime Natasha thought she had the blonde teenager figure out, the more she found out she was wrong about her. Natasha then took a moment glance around at her surroundings. Now, how was she supposed to get off of this thing? It looked she was going to have to call for Rhodes.
When Emma landed back on the ground, she immediately ducked behind a cargo crate for cover. She really needed to assess the situation and come up with a new plan. How were they going to leave the airport if the others were this unrelenting? The original plan was supposed to be easier since Natasha, Tony, Rhodes, and Vision were the only ones that they thought would be involved. They never counted on Prince T'Challa and Spider-Man join in their ranks. The situation had become increasingly more complicated. Emma didn't think that they could just keep fighting each other all day. It was impossible… they were just too equally matched.
"We gotta go." She heard her father say through the earpiece. "That guy's probably in Siberia by now." Her father was right.
"We gotta draw out the flyers." She heard Steve reply in a strategic fashion. It was a good point. The flyers would most likely spot them trying to leave and stop them. "I'll take Vision, you get to the jet."
"No, you get to the jet!" Sam said, sounding slightly out of breath. Emma could see him flying up above her as Rhodey chased him down. "Both of you! The rest of us aren't getting out of here." Emma felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Sam was right. There was no way that they could all get out of there without the others stopping them. She ran through every possible scenario in her mind and there wasn't one she could think of where they would all leave the airport together.
"As much as I hate to admit it…" Clint started to say. "If we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it."
"This isn't the real fight, Steve." Sam told Steve. Emma knew that he was more than right. Fighting their friends had never been in the plan but it was something that they just had to do since their friends were the only thing that stood between them and that Quinjet. The world was about to face a lot more problems if Zemo awakened all those super soldiers. She doubted that even her, Steve, and her father would be able to hold them off. There was a bigger picture here. Emma knew what she would have to do.
"Emma, come here. We need you." Steve told her through the earpierce. Emma swallowed, her throat feeling incredibly dry.
"I don't think I can do that, Steve." Emma replied, tears flooded her eyes as she realized that she wouldn't be seeing her father and Steve for a while.
"Emma? What are you talking about?" She heard her father say. Emma just shook her head even though she knew that they couldn't see her.
"I can't go with you guys." She told them, blinking away the tears. "You need me to hold them off with the others. If I go with you guys then we'll never stand a chance at leaving. The others need me."
"No, Emma. That's insane." Steve argued. "We're not leaving here without you."
"I'm with Steve on this one, Emma." Her father said, agreeing with Steve. Emma just sighed.
"You guys aren't thinking clearly. You're letting your emotions rule your actions." Emma argued back. "This is the mission. If I don't stay here and help the others then they'll arrest all of us instead of just a couple of us. They'll kill you, Papa, and then Zemo will awaken the super soldiers and we won't be able to stop them. They'll destroy everything."
"I'll be fine. I've dealt with far worse than prison. I'm sure whatever jail cell they put me in will be better than any room Hydra kept me in." Emma tried to joke but miserably failed.
"I don't like this either, guys, but she's right." Sam said. "With Emma we'll be able to hold them off until you and Barnes get to the Quinjet. We're out of any other options right now." There was a long stretch of silence for a moment as Emma waited for Steve's response.
"Okay, fine… You're right." Steve admitted. "We don't have any other options."
"It'll be okay, my daughter." Her father said softly. "We'll come back for you as soon as this is over. You'll be alright." It sounded more like her father was trying to convince himself rather than her.
"I know." She whispered.
"Alright, Sam." Steve then said, getting back to business. "What's the play?"
"We need a diversion. Something big." Sam replied.
"I got something kinda big." Lang said, entering the conversation through the earpiece. "But I can't hold it very long." Emma furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. What was he talking about? "On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half…don't come back for me."
"He's going to tear himself in half?" Her father asked in disbelief. Emma was also a little curious about just what Lang's plans were.
"Are you sure about this, Scott?" Steve asked.
"I do it all the time." Lang replied nonchalantly. "I mean… once… in a lab. Then I passed out." Well, okay then…
"I'm the boss, I'm the boss, I'm the boss." Emma heard Lang chant. This was going to be interesting. Emma noticed Spider-Man had landed next to her and she rolled her eyes. Could this guy ever give up? He was really starting to be a pain in her ass. He looked to be approaching her, probably looking to get his ass handed to him, and Emma narrowed her eyes at him. She was daring him to come closer. However, both of their attention was taken away from each other when they spotted a large figure start to grow and grow until it became even bigger than the plane. Emma's eyes widened in surprise and her jaw dropped when she realized that it was Lang. So shrinking wasn't the only thing he could do.
"Holy shit!" Spider-Man exclaimed, looking up at Ant-Man in surprise. The webslinger then looked at Emma expectantly and she gave him a pointed look in return, calming down from her surprise.
"What are you looking at me like that for?" Emma said, raising an eyebrow at him. "I didn't know he could do that."
"I guess that's the signal." Steve said, sounding slightly in awe.
"Way to go Tic-Tac!" Sam laughed as he flew through the air. Emma watched as Lang easily grabbed ahold of Rhodey's leg as if Rhodey was just a doll. It seemed like Spider-Man might've been planning to go in for another attack but he was momentarily distracted when Lang threw Rhodey through the air. Spider-Man cursed before slinging his webbing off in that direction to help his teammate. Emma just shook her head. The blonde soon heard the sounds of her father and Steve panting as they ran towards the Quinjet.
"Papa?" Emma called softly through the earpiece.
"What, Emma? I'm a little busy right now." Her father said as he ran. Emma bit her lip.
"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry that it has to end this way." She told him. "I only just got you back a couple of hours ago and I already have to see you go again."
"I know, my daughter." He said, his voice soft and gentle. "I hate to part ways with you yet again but… I wouldn't trade the past couple of hours for anything in the world. This won't be the last time we see each other." Emma smiled even though he couldn't see her.
"I know." Emma told him before continuing. "I love you, Papa." There was a brief pause before he answered.
"I love you too, my daughter." Her father told her and Emma knew that she had to tell Steve one more thing. She wasn't sure if she would see him again anytime soon and Emma wanted to make sure he knew something. She couldn't just let him go without telling him first. She would regret it if she did.
"Steve?"
"Yes, Emma?" He said softly, sounding slightly winded as he ran.
"I just wanted to say thank you for being there for me these past couple of years." Emma said quietly. "I know that I haven't made it easy on you but you've really helped me. We don't see eye to eye on a lot but I just wanted you to know that I understand why you've been so protective."
"Emma, you shouldn't have to thank me. You're my family… of course I'm going to be there for you." He replied. "I'm only protective of you because I love you."
"I know." Emma answered, her expression sad. "I also wanted to say that I love you too. I know that I never say it but it's the truth." She could tell that she had given Steve quite the shock as it took him a while to answer but he did respond eventually.
"I love you too, Emma, I always have." Emma tried to control her emotions as she heard Steve's own voice that sounded thick with emotion.
"I'm scared that I won't see either of you for a long time." She admitted.
"We'll be together again." Steve told her firmly, making sure that she knew that this wouldn't be forever.
"You'll be okay, Emma." Her father added. "You've always been so good at taking care of yourself. Be strong." Emma nodded as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"I love you both." She told them. "Good-bye." Emma then ripped the earpiece out of her ear, throwing it to the ground before stomping on it. She couldn't risk Stark grabbing ahold of the earpiece and trying to track her father and Steve through it. No, that wouldn't do. She then looked up at the ongoing battle around her. Her face was void of the previous sadness she felt as a determined look then crossed her face. It was time to get down to business. Emma walked back out from behind the cargo crate and was about to head towards the Black Panther, AKA Prince T'Challa, when a flash of white shot past her face and landed on the cargo crate beside her. Emma looked up in annoyance yet again as she saw Spider-Man land before her.
"Sorry. We got interupted before." He said as he stood there. Emma glared at him, she was beyond sick of this guy at this point.
"You never learn when to quit, Spider-Twerp." She told him. Emma didn't know why she called him Spider-Twerp. Maybe it was because he was really getting on her nerves. He kept showing up at the most inconvenient of times. Emma watched the white lenses of his suit narrow as he stared at her.
"Spider-Twerp?" Spider-Man questioned in disbelief. Emma smirked. So he didn't like that, did he?
"Well, you annoyingly seem to get in my way all the time." Emma explained before continuing. "That and you don't look or sound like a man to me." Spider-Man puffed his chest out dramatically, offended by Emma's accusation.
"I am a man." He told her angrily.
"Somehow I doubt that." She replied before she quickly delivered a kick in the area of his feet, knocking his feet out from under him. Emma stalked towards him expecting it to take a while before Spider-Man got up from his feet again but she was surprised to see how fast he was recovering. It seemed like he was slowly learning. He shot more webs out at her but she anticipated this and quickly dodged them. She lifted her fist and prepared to punch him but he quickly dodged her punch. When he was distracted, she then delivered three punches to his ribs… one after the other. He grunted in pain, stumbling back a bit. When Emma moved to deliver another punch, he was more prepared this time. Spider-Man easily caught her fist in his hand, much like he did with her father. Emma's eyes widened in surprise as she felt how strong he was… how easily he overpowered her. Emma didn't like the feeling.
A red mist slowly appeared out of nowhere, causing Spider-Man's grip to slacken just the tiniest bit but it still wasn't enough for Emma to get him to let go of her fist. She had a feeling she knew where that red mist was coming from. It took a couple of seconds before Spider-Man even noticed the red mist. He was really going to need to become observant than that if he wanted to keep playing with superheros. Spider-Man looked up in surprise as he felt something begin to pick him up. He soon saw a mysterious red mist encompassing him and realized one thing… The Scarlet Witch. The red mist then suddenly threw him away from Emma and he went flying across the runway. Emma looked up at Wanda with an empty look but it was still better than the looks of hatred she usually got. Emma nodded at her.
"Thanks." She mumbled before she took on a more serious tone. "Go help Steve and my father." She told her and the witch nodded shortly before she flew off to do as Emma requested. Steve and her father were everyone's top priority.
During a rather tiresome battle with the Black Panther, a few minutes later, Emma was distracted when she heard a large crashing sound inside the airport. She glanced back and noticed Lang being taken down in his giant state. She narrowed her eyes when she saw that Spider-Man had been the one to do it. That guy was relentless. Black Panther decided to use her distracted state to deliver a kick to her side which caused her to fall back from the force of his Vibranium coated kick. The Black Panther didn't wait for her to recover as he began to sprint over towards the direction of the Quinjet. Emma glared as he ran away.
"Yeah, you better run." Emma grumbled to herself. She then got back up from the ground and propelled herself in the air.
"McConaughey, what's going on? Is there anyone here that needs my help?" Emma asked the AI system.
"So nice of you to finally address my presence, Miss Rogers." He told her in what sounded like a smug tone. "I didn't think you needed my help." Emma just rolled her eyes.
"Sorry but I was a bit too busy fighting my friends to chat." Emma replied. "Where am I needed?"
"It appears that the others are already being detained, Miss Rogers. You are one of the last left." He said which caused Emma to knaw on the bottom of her lip. She was the last line of defense then. That didn't really seem to comfort her. "The only thing that you can do is stop Prince T'Challa from apprehending Mr. Rogers and Mr. Barnes."
"Okay then, McConaughey." Emma told him before she began to head in that general direction. "It looks like we're going in."
"Miss Rogers, the odds of you getting out of this without being arrested are increasingly slim." He said which didn't really help Emma's nerves at all. She just sighed.
"Well, It's not like I have anything to lose." Emma needed to stop the Prince before it was too late. The guy was consumed by revenge and there was no telling what he would do. It wasn't her father who murdered the King but T'Challa didn't know that. Emma had only flown through the air for several seconds when she felt something hit her harshly and she went flying into the side of the plane. What happened? Did she get shot? Emma wondered but quickly knew the answer to her question as she looked down at the webbing which held her against the plane. Emma glared down in annoyance as noticed that the webbing covered her whole entire body as it glued her to the plane. She tried squirming around and pulling it off herself but it was no use. The stuff was crazy strong. No, it looked she would just have to be trapped there in her own little cocoon. Emma really hated Spider-Man right now.
"You little pest!" She hissed at him as he looked up at her from his spot on the ground. "Get me down from here right this second or I'll make you regret it." Spider-Man just crossed his arms casually as he looked at her. Emma somehow knew that he was smirking from underneath that mask.
"I don't think I'll regret it." Spider-Man told her smugly. "You're up there and I'm down here. My webbing will be able to hold you there for a long time… you're not coming down anytime soon." Emma's eyes flashed in anger. She was about to make a retort when she saw the Quinjet fly away. It zoomed over her head as it flew away and Emma sighed in relief. It had worked… her father and Steve had gotten away. Everything would be okay now.
"You're too late anyways." Emma told him. "They got away. You failed."
"But you didn't get away." Spider-Man pointed out and she just stared at him.
"No… I didn't." She replied, not wanting to give away anything more. They fell into a long stretch of silence and Spider-Man had then become distracted with… Was that a phone? Emma decided that it didn't matter. She paid attention to her own situation instead.
"McConaughey, what are my chances of getting out of here?" Emma asked the AI system quietly.
"I'm afraid your chances are non-existent, Miss Rogers." McConaughey told her gravely. Emma cursed silently before she heard Spider-Man say something that captured her attention.
"And this is the Viper Assassin!" He announced happily, waving his phone up at her. "She was about to escape but I totally captured her. Now she's wrapped in a little cocoon. Say hi, Viper!" Emma gave him a bewildered look.
"Are you actually recording this?" She asked him in disbelief, not sure what the idiot was actually doing.
"It's for my video diary." He explained. Emma glared down at him in anger. Who the hell was this guy? He was making a video diary... Like this was some vacation for him. Emma desperately wanted to know where Stark dug this idiot up.
"Is this some kind of game to you?!" She asked angrily, furious at his unprofessional nature and constant annoyingness. He truly was a Spider-Twerp. "You put that thing away right now or I'll come down and bash your head in with it." She hissed venemously. However, Spider-Man didn't have the scared reaction she wanted him to have. He nonchalantly looked from her then back to his phone again.
"See… I told you she was scary." Spider-Man said to the camera. Emma clenched her jaw in anger."But don't worry, she's can't get down from the webbing. She's stuck." When she got down from the webbing, she was going to kill him. That little nuisance didn't get to patronize her like that. The only reason she was currently glued to the side of the plane was because he got lucky. This wouldn't happen again.
"Ah, Mini Cap, you stayed behind." Emma turned her head only to see Stark land right beside Spider-Man. She glared at him with pure hatred in her eyes. It was worse than any look she had given Wanda, that much Tony knew. "You seem awfully cozy in your little cocoon."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark." Spider-Man immediately apologized, putting his phone away. "I know that you said I was done but she was escaping. I couldn't just let her go." He explained.
"It's okay, kid. Good job." Tony told him before turning his attention back to Emma.
"Get. Me. Out. Of. This." She said in a very low and dangerous tone. "Do it now, Stark." Tony lifted the faceplate of his Iron Man suit, a serious expression on his face.
"No, you don't get to be making demands right now." Stark told her, his tone no longer teasing. Emma didn't think she had ever heard Tony use such a tone with her. It sounded odd to her ears but she didn't show any reaction. "Rhodey's badly injured, no thanks to you guys, so I don't have time to sit here and listen to you make negotiations." Emma felt a bit concerned when she heard about Rhodey but she kept her expression stoic. She looked indifferent.
"You're going to tell me where Rogers and Barnes are right this second!" He demanded. Emma bit down on the inside of her cheek to control her anger. How dare Stark talk to her like that! Like she was a child?! "Innocent people are dead and Rhodey might also die too so stop messing around and tell me. I know you want to help them but they're insane. A lot more people could die too." Emma wanted to say that a lot of people might've died if he had stopped her father and Steve from leaving but she didn't. She bit her lip as a sad, guilty look came over her face and she looked down at Tony. Tears flooded her eyes as she looked at him and Tony's expression softened at the sight of a teary eyed Emma. He hadn't meant to upset her like that.
"Is Rhodey really going to die?" Emma asked in saddened tone. Tony just shook his head in response.
"I don't think so. We're going to have our best doctors working on him." Tony replied. "He might be paralyzed but I think he'll live." Emma sniffled, nodding.
"That's good." She paused for a moment before looking back at Tony and Spider-Man. "I know that it was wrong to help them… that they were wrong about the accords but I just had to. You understand that, don't you, Tony?" Emma asked him. She didn't want to reveal who Steve and her father were to her in front of Spider-Man. She didn't know him and she most certainly didn't trust him.
"I get it, kid. I really do but you have to realize how dangerous they are." Emma's eyes glistened with tears as she gazed at Tony.
"I know. I just wanted to help them." She admitted. "I know that they were wrong. I see that now."
"So you'll tell us?" Tony inquired and Emma hesitantly nodded.
"I'll tell you where they're going." Emma told him with a genuinely trust-worthy look on her face. "If you could just let me down from this thing. I'm starting to get woozy." Tony nodded, happy that Emma was seemingly cooperating.
"Sure, no problem." Tony replied. He lifted up his hand and fired his repulsor beam at Emma. The webbing began to fall apart and Emma immediately fell from the plane. The blonde managed to catch herself before she fell onto the ground, her flying ability kicking in as she gently landed on her feet. She looked down at her catsuit, casually sweeping away the loose webbing. Tony and Spider-Man exchanged a look before they looked at the slender blonde.
"Anytime now, Mini Cap." Tony told her, urging her to give him the information he needed. Emma glanced up at him with an amused look on her face. A smirk quickly crossed her face and Tony immediately knew that he had been played.
"What? You didn't really think that I was going to tell you anything, did you?" She asked him with a teasing tone. Spider-Man groaned at her response. Peter had honestly thought she was finally going to defect to their side but apparently not. This girl seemed to be full of tricks and surprises. He kind of wanted to tie her to the side of the plane with his webbing again, despite finding her eyes pretty. It was becoming clear that this girl couldn't be trusted. She said one thing and then immediately did something else. Still… Peter knew that there was more to the Viper Assassin than meets the eye.
"It would've been a huge waste of my time if I just spent the whole day fighting alongside Steve and the others before defecting to your side." Emma told him with raised eyebrows. "Really, Stark… I thought you were smarter than that."
"If you don't tell me where they are then I won't be able to stop Ross from detaining you." Tony threatened and Emma's eyes immediately narrowed.
"Do you think I care whether or not I go to prison?" Emma asked him rhetorically before scoffing. "Anything they do to me in there won't be half as bad as what Hydra did. They can waterboard me, electrocute me, or even pull all of my teeth out… Whatever your form of torture is, I'm prepared for it. I'm prepared for anything." Emma told him seriously which caused Spider-Man's white lenses to widen in surprise.
"They're not actually going to do that to her, are they, Mr Stark?" Spider-Man asked in disbelief, his voice sounding horrified. Someone has a weak stomach, Emma thought to herself. Tony just rolled his eyes.
"Don't worry about it, kid. She's just being melodramatic." Tony told Spider-Man before turning back to her. "Stop scaring him."
"What makes your new little lap dog wet himself is of little consequence to me." Emma retorted. She could practically feel the glare Spider-Man was giving her through his mask. "My point is that there's nothing that can be done to me that will make me talk. I'll patiently wait in my jail cell until Steve comes for me and he will." Emma then raised her arms out in front of her so that her wrists were side by side.
"Now cuff me…" Emma told him with an innocent look on her face. "And we'll pretend like I can't get out them if I really wanted to."
Author's Note: Another quick author's note. I know you guys are probably wondering what's going to happen to Emma but don't worry. Emma will be seeing Spider-Man very soon although she might not know that it's Spider-Man. Peter will most likely show up again in about two or three chapters. After that, he'll be in the story pretty regularly. That's all I'm going say for now.