A/N: Welcome to the final part of Recognition and Revelations. Poor Steve will finally be relieved of the unbearable itch in the back of his head. Read on my lovelies. Don't forget to review! Onward!


*Peter*

Claire burst through the apartment doors. She was cursing as she began to work on Zarina's wounds. They were horrifying and painful looking. It made me worry that she wouldn't make it through this. I knew she was strong. Stronger than anyone I'd ever known. I still remembered the time she had saved me from the Sisterhood. She had fought her sister to protect me.

I still could not believe how much, her sister had changed. But the recent events had showed things had drastically changed. They were willing to expose their organization to the public. They were willing to attack Zarina in broad daylight. I didn't know what to think, but I knew that Zarina needed to live she was playing multiple parts. Wild Cat the Mutant vigilante, Dr. Zarina Royal scientist, and Zarina. I just hoped she would be alright.


*Steve*

It had been hours and nobody knew anything about Wild Cat or her condition. I was growing worried enough to gain the courage to ask Tony for help tracking her down. Suddenly there was a weird screeching from the speakers of the TV. An add began to flash with an image it was of a blonde woman, a familiar blond women. Silver Falcon, Wild Cat's sister. A very deep voice spoke.

"We have no quarrel with your people yet. However, if you do not bring this women into our custody within 48 hours, you will know no mercy. Once you have her in your custody, further instructions will be provided." the add ended and I was horrified. My phone went off. Lifting it up I saw a text from Zarina. 'We need to talk, soon, I'm not exactly in tip top shape right now. I really need your help.' an address was attached to the bottom. Heading up to my floor I text her back

'I'll be there as soon as I can. Are you alright?' I saw a bubble pop up showing her responding.

'That honestly depends on your definition of alright.' Her last message got me really worried. Grabbing my jacket and my to-go bag I headed to the garage. I had a feeling I was going to need it. Suddenly as I was looking at the portrait of Zarina an idea began to form. Grabbing my sketch pencil, I began to draw Wild Cat's old mask on her face. Suddenly , I knew what had been nagging me.


*Zarina*

Pain filled my body. I was laying on Matt's couch, stitches covering most of my lower torso. Claire was pulling off her gloves. I was anxious. I had texted Steve half an hour ago. I didn't know how he was going to react. I'd barely regained consciousness. When Claire had began to clean them out I'd woke up. It had took both Matt and Peter to hold me down for the stitches. I knew it was bad. But things had only gotten worse. The sisterhood had put a bounty out on my sisters head. Peter was getting cleaned up in Matt's bathroom. Matt was sitting across from me relaxing on the couch. He spoke quietly,

"Relax Zari, you said you trusted him. I'll take your word for it." I sighed and spoke my voice quavering.

"I never got the chance to tell him Matt. This isn't how I wanted him to find out." He sighed and got up patting me on the shoulder. I was still in the bottom half of the recently destroyed suit. I was in a white muscle shirt. Claire was in the Kitchen cleaning herself up. I heard a knock on the door and tensed. Matt patted my shoulder before, tapping his cane in front of him back and forth. He opened the door. Deliberately placing his hand off kilter of Steve's. I smiled lightly.

"Steve Rogers?" Matt asked "Matthew Murdock. Zarina said you were on your way. She's in the living room. I'm heading out for food, Peter's in the bathroom, and Claire's in the kitchen. I think you and Zarina have something to discuss." Then as quickly as Steve was in the apartment Matt was gone. He walked in and saw me lying on the couch.

"Hi," I whispered. He looked so concerned and it broke my heart. I didn't want to make him think I was a liar. I patted the couch beside me. I smiled and decided to start somewhere familiar.

"Do you remember, the last time we were talking? How you asked if your being a superhero would change how I saw you?" he nodded grabbing my hand.

"What if I told you I wasn't completely honest with you either? Would you see me any differently?" I asked.

"Zari-" I interrupted "Let me finish. What if I wasn't exactly a superhero, what if I was the less legal version? What if I was a vigilante? One you knew as an ally? Would that change how you see me?" I looked down prepared for rejection from the man I'd quickly grown close to.

"Wild Cat, nothing has changed." I froze looking up into his blue eyes and seeing nothing but sincerity. A smile lit up my face.


*Tony*

I'd been in my lab all day when Friday alerted me.

"Sir you might want to see this." An add began to flash with an image it was of a blonde woman. Not one I knew off the top of my head.

"We have no quarrel with your people yet. However, if you do not bring this women into our custody within 48 hours, you will know no mercy. Once you have her in your custody, further instructions will be provided." Suddenly I remembered where I'd seen her. It was when Steve had been taken, she was the one who had held everyone but Wild Cat back with a flick of her wrist. I then asked Friday
"What did I miss?" she sighed

"Wild Cat got into a devastating fight with an unknown mutant. She was not looking good. Spider-Man had to bring her out of a shop she was thrown into. Her condition is unknown at this time. No one has been checked into the hospital with her description, or injuries. We can only assume she has sought alternative treatment. The search for James Barnes has gone cold. A city street has been burning for hours with the words BRING US THE SILVER FALCON. You haven't missed much else, Sir." I sighed feeling a headache coming. Suddenly the meeting alert for the Avengers went off. It wasn't assemble level yet, just the alert to meet. Everyone had responded with their affirmation to meet in the common room with Fury, except Cap. Deciding to ignore my worry I headed to the elevator.

When I reached the common room everyone was there, except Steve. Steve usually never left the tower. I asked Friday

"Where's Steve?" there was a mechanical sigh.

"Captain Rogers received a message and went back to his room grabbing his to-go bag and jacket. Heading to the parking garage not long after. He took his motorcycle and left with no indication of his location." Natasha looked contemplative.

"He has been out more, when I asked all he said was 'He made a new friend'. That he was 'enjoying spending time with them and getting out'." Cap was usually the stickler for these meetings. Suddenly my phone buzzed.

'I can't make it guys, sorry. I have to help out a friend with a problem. Tony's team leader while I'm gone.' Everyone looked confused. What was more important then an Avenger's meeting.


*Steve*

After I finished texting the team I looked over to the sleeping form of Zarina Royal aka. Wild Cat. She looked weak in a way I'd never seen her, in either identity. The woman Claire came out of the kitchen with a thermometer checking her temperature. I knew we still needed to talk, but she had looked so relieved to see I didn't hate her that it made my head hurt. I'd told her to relax and get some rest I would still be her when she woke up. She had smiled and closed her eyes. I was sitting on the couch her feet in my lap. She looked at me and said

"So she told you, between her and the other 2 I'm at the end of my rope. They have this stupid rule "No Hospitals" I do the best I can with what we have. I'm a nurse not a doctor, but they seem to think I'll always be able to patch them up. One day we will have to take them to the hospital." She sighed and sat on the other seat.

"I'm Claire by the way." I shook her hand

"Steve Rodgers ma'am." she smiled and said

"I have to go to work. Keep an eye on her will you?" I nodded and she was out the door. I couldn't help but smile. There was a groan and a teenager walked out of the room behind us. He waved and walked to the kitchen. He looked tired and worn to the bone. He came out with a slice of cold pizza, laying on the opposite couch. He finished eating and relaxed.

"Hi, Cap." he said "Nice to meet you outside the masks." I stared at him trying to figure out which one he was.

"I'm Spider-Man." I spoke quietly

"I didn't realise Spider-Man was so young." he snorted and said

"Nobody expects a kid to do the, things an adult should. With great power comes great responsibility." I nodded and spoke

"You're not wrong there, not wrong at all."


A/N: With my great power over this au, I have great responsibility.

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Work is piling up. SO this might be the last chapter for a long while.