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Chapter 39-The Big Revelation

Third Person:

After Beni's little vow of sorts, she left to go bet battle ready, as did Bucky. Natasha had gone to her car and gotten Steve's suit and Falcon's new set of wings and a change of proper battle clothing. Sam wore camo pants like be did when he was in the army, combat boots, and a tight, gray shirt. His wings were folded and strapped to his back.

When Beni came out, she was wearing black cargo jeans with her combat boots, her dog tags, and a white tank top with her hair in a ponytail. She had knives in her boots and guns in their secret holsters, along with a rifle strapped onto her back. She wasn't smiling.

Bucky wore something similar. It was like a cross between his Winter Soldier outfit and Beni's current outfit. He had the same kind of pants, but they were dark blue, and he wore a dark blue shirt that only bad one sleeve, along with his own combat boots. His knife was in its little bolster and his automatic was hooked on his back for easy access. He had grenades and flash bombs strapped expertly to his belt, and he had pulled his hair back into a ponytail.

"Nice hair," Steve teased.

"At least I don't have tights on," Bucky shot back.

"You sure you want to do this?" Sam asked Beni. She nodded. "You don't have to come."

"I know. When do we start?"

"Christ, you're just like Sam," Steve said.

"Except way sexier and funnier and a little more... Different."

"Different?" Natasha asked, raising an eyebrow. She had changed into her all black suit. "What do you mean?"

"You mean other than my charming personality? Fucked up reptile blood."

As Beni was speaking that last sentence she had begun to change into her other form. Sam and Steve got wide eyes, Natasha was internally freaking out but stayed neutral on the outside, and Bucky was just really chill. He was so chill he even went to use Beni's shoulder as an arm rest despite the fact that in this form she was a couple inches taller, making her almost as tall as Bucky.

"How... Have you always had these powers?" Sam asked.

"No, actually. Remember when I was sick for like a week and a half?" she said. Sam nodded, and Beni continued. "Well, that was because my blood was adjusting to the new reptile formula my asshole of a coworker shot into my bloodstream. We were all trying to perfect a formula to give the chance to regrow limbs, and it basically did everything but that."

She smirked and changed her skin to look like what was behind her, and Bucky chuckled slightly as she changed back to green.

"Colonel Beni Arlet at your service," Beni said, giving them all a two finger salute. Sam's jaw had dropped and Steve was just staring. Natasha was smiling.

"No wonder Stark wouldn't shut up about you. You're always full of surprises. He loved the pranks by the way."

"As expected. So, are we going or what?"

"...And then I kicked his ass in Mario Kart," Beni said triumphantly. They had just gotten on a 'borrowed' plane via Natasha and now had hours of nothing to do but talk. So Beni decided to tell embarrassing stories about Bucky. Steve was in a fit of laughter and Bucky was struggling to refrain from suffocating him and Beni, but he was sure that if he did, Natasha would magically appear out of nowhere and put a bullet in his skull. He knew she was only tolerating him. She didn't trust him one bit. He couldn't blame her, considering he had tried to kill her, Steve, Fury, and Sam almost a year ago. He had succeeded with Fury, and that guilt still ate away at his insides. Beni nudged him playfully and he smiled at her.

"That's nothing compared to Steve's shitty aim," Bucky said, turning the conversation down a completely different road. "He can throw that trash can lid just fine but can't do shit with a sniper."

"That's pathetic," Beni said as she t'skd. Steve was red again, which made Sam raise an eyebrow.

"I thought out of all of us you would be a better shot than me. Not Beni or Bucky here, obviously, but at least me," Sam said.

"I remember this one time where I told him to grab his rifle and shoot a certain weed a hundred yards away. He missed completely. But the best part was the audience. The rest of the Commandos had come to watch, and when they started talking smack and ribbing Steve I said 'Get your asses over here, you're gonna do it to.' And guess what?"

"What?" Sam was somehow able to manage through his laughter.

"They all missed. Monty and Dugan got really close, but they weren't able to hit it."

"Yeah, and this jerk shows us all up and clears the top of the weed without even the proper stance like the rest of us had. He just aimed and shot."

"Well at least I'm not a punk like you," Bucky said with a grin. Steve couldn't help but smile. It really was like old times again. "Let me tell you, he was a little shit back in the day. Stubborn and pig-headed and he was always pickin' a fight with the wrong people. Sometimes big groups of 'em, all guys that were three time his size. Fuckin' ninety pound asthmatic gets injected with super steroids and all of a sudden I'm the one getting ignored by pretty dames. Fucking punk."

Beni whistled and leaned back against her chair.

"You two boys have quite the Brooklyn accent when you don't realize it," she said with a grin. "Sam and I are going to have to start calling you the Brooklyn Boys, like some weird, fucked up superhero boy band."

"I ain't from Brooklyn so don't ask me to join," Sam said with a chuckle. Steve looked at Beni and she put her hand up in front of her.

"Don't look at me, I'm just a kid from Queens."

"That sounds like a bad movie title," Sam interjected.

"It kinda does actually."

The group, not really having anymore to say or joke about, fell into a comfortable silence. The only sound was the occasional clicking sound from the gun Beni was cleaning.