THE NEXT DAY-XAVIER'S SCHOOL

"Keep up!"

Pietro sped past me as we fought a Sentinel.

"Kind of hard to when you got a robot on your tail!" I called back. I saw one of them blindside him. "Look out!" The bot slammed him against the ground.

"SIMULATION COMPLETE"

I walked over and stood over him. "You got cocky. That's going to kill you." I held out my hand, helping him up. "Come on. You're doing good, just remember what I said. You'll need it soon. "

"You see something?"

"I've seen things since I was fifteen, dude. But I have. It's the Accords. There's gonna be war, the two of us might be the only ones to stop it," I replied.

He raised a brow. "What can we do? Technically, I'm dead and you disowned them."

"We have to try."

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"You get there okay?"

"Yeah, I wish you were here though." Sam sighed.

I shook my head. "You know why I can't. I-" The TV cut me off.

"Officials have released a video of a suspect who they identified as James Buchanan Barnes, the Winter Soldier. The infamous HYDRA agent….."

"Are you seeing this?"

"Yeah, I- I gotta go…."

"Don't let him do anything stupid."

"I think it's already too late." Click.

Okay, Ange. Keep cool….Everything's gonna be okay….Everything's….not okay…..

Pietro ran into the room. "So…"

"We're not going."

"Why not?" he exclaimed.

"We'll get involved when it gets bad, okay?" He sighed in defeat. "Look, I know you want to see Wanda. But we can't just jump in. I don't want either of us to get swept into this chaos unless we have to."

"Whatever…." He replied, speeding away.

"Pietro, wait!" I yelled, attempting to run after him. I stopped in the hallway.

"Just give him time, Ange. He'll come back."

I turned around. "Logan, I want to stop this mess too. But I can't without someone getting hurt."

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THE NEXT DAY

"They captured Barnes in Budapest and brought him to Joint Terrorism. Something happened and he escaped." Sharon sighed through the phone. "Steve and Wilson got away too."

"Of course they did, it's the only way to my dad. What now?"

"Basically, anyone who didn't sign and are helping Steve are international fugitives."

Way to go, Rogers. "Alright, thanks for the call, Sharon. Keep me updated."

"You got it." Click.

A wave of dizziness hit me. Oh, no….

"Pietro!"

Paper flew into the air as he zoomed into the room. "So…."

"Get the bags. We're going to Germany."

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AIRPORT- GERMANY

Pietro sped us to an outlying terminal and I cloaked us against all scanners. I reached out to watch the fight.

"Captain Rogers….I know you believe what you're doing is right." Vision said. "But for the collective good….you must surrender now."

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

"We fight."

I broke the link. "This isn't gonna end well. We need to go...Now." Pietro nodded and picked me up, speeding off closer to the others. Cap's team started to run towards the others.

"They're not stopping." Tony's team started to run too.

"Neither will they. Come on!" He picked me up and spun around, hurling me in between the sides. I let out a telekinetic force field, pushing them away from each other. "ENOUGH!"

Both groups stood there in shock. "Angie…."

I turned towards Tony, eyes full of tears. "I'm sorry, Tony….I warned you." I turned to Steve. "Both of you! And what did you do? This needs to end now."

"You know we have to do this," Steve replied.

"No, Steve. No you don't."

"I'm sorry, Ange. But he's right," Tony said.

"Fine, then." I cupped my hands around my mouth. "ROADRUNNER!" Pietro zoomed over to stand behind me.

"Pietro?" Wanda choked. Pietro gave her a small smile. She turned to me.

I held a hand up, sending her 'I'm sorry'. "Pietro…" He nodded and picked me up. I looked over to Sam. "Please don't do this…"

"I have to, Angel." I shook my head in reply.

"Let's go."

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"This council will now give the floor to Ms. Anja Jarvis-Barnes."

I picked up my papers and headed to the podium. "Thank you, sir. Due to recent…" I shook my head and stopped reading from my speech. I opened my mouth and prayed that the right words would come out.

"I could go on and on about how I believe the Accords should be abolished. But that won't change the damage done already. Half my family followed a man who is guilty for past mistakes, while the other half follows someone who believes he's doing what's right."

"Since the Battle of New York, I've watched the slow downfall of Tony Stark. When he went into that portal, carrying the nuke that the Security Council sent, he came back out a changed man. He saw things, that I am glad I did not see. His experience led him to create Ultron, hoping to stop a war before it even started. But he learned his lesson very quickly, which led him to sign the Accords."

"Since the Battle of New York, I've watched the slow downfall of Steve Rogers. After he watched the fall of SHIELD, he came back out a changed man. He watched the very government he trusted come after him, saw his best friend brainwashed, and fought his best friend to save him. And he learned his lesson quickly, which led him to refuse to sign."

"The Avengers chose their sides. Some came out of retirement to save others, some followed blindly. And in the end, both sides failed. The Accords did the exact opposite of what it intended: it didn't build a team, it destroyed it. And I believe that was the intent of the writer. And who was that writer?" I pointed across the room. "Him. General Thaddeus Ross. Not Secretary, but General. Because that is who he is, a general, a war-monger."

"General Ross should be held accountable under the Accords. He headed the operation to recreate the super-soldier serum through gamma radiation. Through association, he helped create the Hulk. And after trying to weaponize the Hulk, he created another creature called the Abomination. When both failed to comply, he attempted to capture them and, in the process, helped destroy most of Harlem."

"I object!" Ross exclaimed. "What does this have to do with anything, Miss Barnes?"

"Mr. Ross, it has everything to do with this." I turned back to the UN. "If you will examine exhibit A, the Raft." Blueprints and files started to pull up on the hologram. "Sources say that prisoners are being tortured daily, left for hours without food or water and no contact with the outside world." I saw the one picture of Sam. "Caged like animals. If other enhanced individuals saw this, why would they sign? Just so this didn't happen to them?"

"Ms. Barnes…." A voice asked. "What do you suggest this Council do?" I turned towards the man, T'Challa.

"Your Highness, I-" I started to cough. "-I'm sorry, could I get a drink of water." Ross poured me a glass and brought it to me. I ironically mutter a 'thank you' and took a sip. "I suggest that.." cough. sip. "the Accords…."cough. "temporarily pardon…"cough. "those who went against the Accords till…." My throat started to constrict. "they can be…" cough. "revised." I started to grow weak and I leaned against the podium. I continued to cough, and then I collapsed. T'Challa ran to me and caught me before I hit the floor. Before I passed out, I whispered something to him, and then I blacked out.

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EARLIER THAT DAY- THE RAFT (NO ONE"S POV)

"The Futurist, gentlemen! The Futurist is here!" Tony walked down the steps and towards the cells. "He sees all! He knows what's best for you, whether you like it or not."

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

Clint spit on the floor. "Yeah, well, you knew they'd put us somewhere, Tony."

"Yeah, but not some super-max floating ocean pokey," Tony replied. "This place is for is a place for..."

"Criminals? Criminals, Tony." Clint stood up and walked over to the glass of his cell. "Think that's the word you're looking for. Right? That didn't used to mean me. Or Sam, or Wanda. But here we are."

"Because you broke the law, I didn't make you, " Tony said, earning a 'la, la, la,' from Clint. "You read it, you broke it. You're all grown up, you got a wife and kids." He shook his head in disbelief. "I don't understand, why didn't you think about them before you chose the wrong side?" He started to walk away.

"You gotta watch your back with this guy, " Clint called out. "There's a chance he's gonna break it."

"Hank Pym always said you never can trust a Stark." Tony turned to the man.

"Who are you?" He continued walking, the man muttering, 'Come on, man.'

"How's Rhodes?" Sam asked as she stood with his back to the door.

"They're flying him to Columbia Medical tomorrow..." Tony replied, "So fingers crossed. "

"How's Angie?"

"I don't know. I haven't talked to her since Leipzig." He gave Sam a look. "And what's with you? It's not like you almost killed her or anything? Why do you care about how she is? "

"I care, Tony, because she's my wife."

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BOOM!

Enough said. See y'all next time.