Civil War: The Ultimaes
Spoiler Alert. Spoiler Alert. Spoiler Alert. Don't read if you have not seen Captain America Civil War.
Peter is recruited by Stark to take in Captain America and his team. He goes along to find out what kind of people the Avengers are and get a better hold on the situation at hand for enhanced humans and inhumans. The fiasco at the airport leaves Peter confused and frightened. Even more so when he finds out that Stark found proof that Zemo framed Bucky and went to Siberia alone without telling Ross. Peter calls in for his friends, White Tiger, Nova, Firestar and Iron Fist to meet him in the Facility, to hitch a ride with T'Challa.
Peter POV
This is bad. No worse than bad. If I could curse then I would words that would sum what this whole fiasco was turning out to be. Amadeus is staying in New York to be our tech support, looping the cameras and shielding us from other security measures to get us in. Near one of the quinjets, I have them hide while I follow T'Challa into a quinjet. I wait a couple seconds and slip through as the doors were closing, which means I need to hurry in order to convince him. Though the minute I get inside my spider senses go off before twisting away from an incoming tackle. I only got a small of before I had to dodge his clawed hands swiping at me.
"King T'Challa stop! I didn't come to stop you!" I pleaded as he increased his fighting tempo making it harder to get distance between us.
"Then why did you follow me in here?" he questioned, in a fighting stance to close for my liking.
"I know that Mr. Stark left to go to Siberia and knows that Zemo was behind everything but didn't say anything to Ross. We want to help catch him and clear up this mess before it's too late."
"We?"
"Oh. Um… Please don't tell anyone. There's a group outside. They're my friends/vigilante coworkers. I told them what was happening and we want to do our part for the right thing. We can handle ourselves and better so together. Please."
He gave me long look before walking over to the hatch switch opening the doors. "Well tell them to hurry up."
"Oh thank you God. Guys come in quick he said yes," I called them on the comms. A couple seconds later, all of them come bounding in. T'Challa looked at White Tiger, causing her to fidget a little before he switched the doors to close again before turning to us.
"Strap in we are going for a quick take off. We'll talk when I get us into stealth mode." He turned away to get into the cockpit. Everyone went to strap in, as I climbed into the cockpit with T'Challa, he began take off and stealth mode.
"Damn, I know Siberia is the destination but Stark is actually good with cloaking technology," muttered T'Challa.
"I think I know who can. Amadeus? Lock on to our position and get on the radio and tracker here, we need help cracking Stark's stealth mode."
"On it. Okay turn the radio on I'm in." I looked to T'Challa. "Uh, where's the radio, we just need it on."
He reached over to flip a switch. "Hello anyone there?" spoke Amadeus.
"We can hear you." I affirmed. "Amadeus we need to track Stark to a location in Siberia but we are unable to pinpoint his location. We need help."
"Oh that? Here are his current and ongoing coordinates. I've been keeping an eye on him since you contacted us."
"Cho. You are genius."
"Thank you. Thank you very much," he finished in a mock Elvis Presley tone. "I'll let you know about any changes."
"Thanks man. Oh hey what dirt have dug up in Zemo? He was supposed to be German but barely anyone in Germany has any beef with the Avengers except recently."
"Yeah I'm still data mining, but all I could dig up was a new issued birth certificate from the Sokovian Citizens website recently live from a month ago. He's Sokovian. And….oh geez."
"What is it Amadeus?" spoke an interested T'Challa.
"His family was killed a year ago during the Battle of Sokovia with Ultron. He was studying in Germany at the time, leaving him as the sole survivor."
A pregnant pause followed as T'Challa checked in autopilot and stealth mode on the quinjet. This was revenge. He blames the Avengers and has set the whole thing up trying to destroy them, look utterly horrible to the eyes of the world and distrust each other. And just about everything is going his way. The twisted sick freak.
"Hey I also got more information here. The reason why the airport fight did happen to be there was because Zemo was getting on a one way flight to Siberia. He has one more trick up his sleeve. There's rumor among the hackers that there was an old abandoned Hydra facility in Siberia. It doesn't correlate with any data or records since and after the D.C. incident two years ago, but it's the best shot. And right you are for an two hour flight so prep up and I'll send updates through the computer here."
"Thanks Amadeus. Okay we need to do a sit rep."
"Agreed, everyone let's discuss ourselves so we can make a plan," he announces, getting up and into the main part of the jet. Everyone unstrapped as well and stood in a semi-circle facing us.
"Well, I guess I go first. I'm Spiderman and I have arachnid like powers, I can stick and walk on many surfaces, the proportional strength of a spider and I make my own web fluid. I understand a lot of complicated science. So that's it."
"And your name?" asked T'Challa.
"That would take a lot of trust on my part sir. With due respect I just met you only a day ago."
He nodded and looked to the next person. "I'm Nova. I become this space ranger of sorts when I put this helmet on. It's passed down from family. I can fly into space effortlessly. I'm really fast. I'm fast that would make Stark look like a grandpa in his suit. I shoot beams from my arms that I can level from nonlethal and up with control and knowledge of the galaxies that I'm still learning."
"I'm Firestar. I have telekinesis and pyrokinesis. I can lift people and objects. If concentrate enough I can make a shield to withstand and blast strength of a land mine and IED. I can fly like Nova here. Can generate different levels of heat."
"Iron Fist. Nephew of the ruler of Shao Lan. Trained for ten years under martial arts and gained the Iron Fist. I can battle against many hardened objects."
The cabin fell silent again as T'Challa then shifts his gaze towards Ava/White Tiger. "I'm White Tiger. I possess and amulet that has been passed for many generations by my family. I hold the knowledge of every White Tiger before me and their skills and hone them to become my own skills without the amulet. I possess proportional tiger strength, speed, and agility. Can also have a hierarchal relationships with big cats, allowing me to command them."
"Well then if some do not know then. I am Prince T'Challa of Wakanda, heir to the throne of the Panther clan who protects Wakanda. I have the trained skills like my predecessors and the earned spirit of the panther. I am trained in martial arts and combat and stealth."
Another pause ensued before I spoke up. "Okay now that's out of the way, what's the plan."
"Right now have no schematics…"
"Say no more I just found the satellite image of the facility. Stark was getting close, judging by the arch path in flight. Satellite imagery shows an uninhabited mountain range well away from any civilization and thermal imaging shows recent activity. The computers, despite archaic are on and I'm trying to get a feed through so we have a better read out of the place. Thermal imaging shows recent activity. The computers, despite archaic are on and I'm trying to get a feed through so we have a better read out of the place. Thermal imaging shows several people inside." Called in Amadeus. When turned to the computer screen and White Tiger jumped right into the chair and began sorting through the data.
"Okay images show the quinjet that Captain and Barnes took is there. I think I see their signatures. And Zemo I think is in this room in the higher up. Uh oh."
"What is it?" asked Nova.
"Stark is speeding up and will get there thirty minutes before his ETA."
At that moment the jet lurched faster, nearly tipping us over to the floor. I turned to see T'Challa in the cockpit, manning the jet. I turned to everyone, who began to strap in.
"I think you guys need to work together to stop Zemo and bring him in."
"What will you be doing?"
"I'll shadow Stark and try to calm things down if they get out of hand. Zemo is definitely leading them into a trap. I don't he's done messing with them."
"Spiderman, if things escalate they will most likely not pull any punches. Everyone is already on edge to snap. Especially Stark. I don't think he will listen to you if you try to reason with him."
"Maybe. I have a last resort if it gets out of hand. Information."
"Willing to share?"
"Nova and the others will fill you in. We're approaching the facility."