Clint was more than just surprised when Sam dropped on the fat man, shattering the crystal. It was good that he was already aiming at the rope though, since the next moment Steve and the Prince were hanging. He let go of his arrow, cutting the rope Steve was dangling from, and then contemplated for a short moment if he should cut the rope of the Prince, too - and he decided that yes, he would. So he aimed again and shot, cutting the second rope too (even though Antony was struggling and therefore it was quite a bit harder to aim at the moving rope). Damn, that prince was barely older than a kid, and he wouldn't let a kid die.
...and then came another shock.
Was that a roar? And god damn it, were that wings? And FIRE?
'Calm down, Clint. Everything will be okay. Just...accept it...' he thought, concentrating back on the scene down around the execution platform.
Steve was down. That was the first thing that registered in his mind. After that, everything was… out of his control. He bit the guard who was wearing gloves, which made the said guard release him. Before he hit the ground, he kicked the guards sword out of his hand and while mid-air, towards Steve. As he collided with the mud, the air was knocked out of him, but that would have come anyway, as he saw A FREAKING DRAGON in the sky. He opened his mouth wider not sure how to even FEEL let alone react. And then he caught something red flowing around the lizard.
'Okay, I'm losing my mind,' he looked like an absolute idiot. He could also see Schmidt rather angry and moving towards him. Naturally, the assassin was a sitting duck.
After Sam regained his bearings, he thought it was too late, but sighed in relief he saw the ropes cut. Acting quickly, he grabbed the first thing near him (which was a vase) and threw it at Skull, distracting him long enough for a ROAR to wash over them. Apparently, the bad guys heard it to as they froze and turned their eyes to the sky.
"YOU'RE KIDDING?!" Sam didn't know how to cope with A DRAGON so he just said what was on his mind. A groan knocked him back long enough to speed towards Barnes, grab him and get him out of harms ways, to where Tony and Steve were.
"WANDA?!" Sharon called, dropping the sword as she saw the flying lizard.
"Yes… I see it… It is the magic I sensed," the witch swallowed but was the least fazed.
"We must move!" she pulled Carter, who was still frozen, towards the execution grounds.
'Steve! Sam! James! Clint! If you can hear me, that dragon is on our side for now!'
This was a long day for him. First he finds out his 'uncle' was working with the enemy, letting the Red taking over, trying to kill him. Then he was about to be killed but was saved… somehow, he wasn't sure. And now, he was surrounded by rebels and A DRAGON was FLYING above his head! So, yeah, it was a bit much and he just collapsed. Screw this! He wanted to sleep…
"Easy with the fire!" Nat hissed, seeing some of the Iron Knights were caught in it.
"Then they should stay out of the way," Loki answered.
"Fine, land there!" she pointed to the main yard, but she didn't really know what was happening until she was right above it.
"JAMES! STEVE! SAM!" she yelled, worried for them until more familiar faces came to view.
"Only the Skull! The rest – if you even singed them I'll make sure to kill you!"
"No need to be so aggressive…"
Steve wheezed, trying to get the rope away from his neck. In the end he cut it with the sword Buck had thrown/kicked towards him, hastily taking air in. Then he sat up. "Buck! Sam! You alright?" His voice was pretty hoarse, and he felt a strange kind of Deja-vu rushing through his mind, since they were - once again - under an execution platform. "...is that a dragon?" he looked up "And is that..."
"Natasha?" Clint asked loudly, seeing the red-haired woman sitting on the dragons back. The thing with the 'accept things' theory was getting harder and harder, but he would think about that later, right now he needed to leave this goddamn house because the dragon was close to destroying it with his tail and/or wings. So the archer jumped out of the window and rolled into a half-safe-place, where he aimed at some frozen-in-shock guards still standing next to Skull, taking them out. Then, when he saw the opportunity to do so, he ran over to the others. "Hey. Sam. You can fly? How? Barnes. You're alive. Sort of. Good. I will go and find Banner. Again. Rogers. You're alive too. Really I've got enough from shooting ropes to safe one of you guys, so please, avoid getting hung for a while, okay? And you are Antony, right? You look about to pass out any second. Any idea where Wanda and Sharon are? ...what was the last thing i wanted to say...ah, yes. Why is Natasha riding the dragon?"
"Thor?" Jane approached the mage. "Is everything okay?"
Thor shuddered, but awoke from his trance. "Yes. Yes, it seems like it. Something mighty, something that should long be forgotten, fights right at this moment, and it seems it fights in our favor."
"Oh perfect…" James groaned, eyes closed and teeth gritted. He really should stop moving around. He is dying and should be dead a good while ago… But being the stubborn son of a stepfather he was still alive.
"This is officially the most fucked up week ever…" everyone probably said as Barton arrived.
"Old equipment. Me and my partner used it."
"You bet! Ouch… Dying? Pfff! What's that…" he held his side and spotted something glittering not too far from where Skull and his boys were.
"Oh look… my arm…" yep, it was official. He was losing his mind. Well, yeah, the blood was gone.
Tony didn't even bother anymore. He just fell back and was out. He'll hear all about it tomorrow.
"Everyone!" Wanda called, dragging Sharon behind her, who was slowly getting it together.
"You're all alive!" the witch hugged James (again) first, choking him some more.
"Anyone else see the-" Carter was back with them.
"Yeah."
"Okay… just checking…"
"Guys!" Nat smiled and waved from the dragon, while said Dragon ate two of the guards.
"Hmm… blood. Someone's near death!" Loki licked his lips/jaws before getting a glare.
"Humor woman," he rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Skull.
"…What are you?" Loki questioned, tense.
"A dragon… Wonderful. My power shall never be questioned when I kill one," Johan smirked and pulled out a small, blue cube from a pocket. Crushing it in his hand, his body started changing into that of a dragon, this one red.
"You're joking!" the humans didn't even know if they should be surprised.
About then, Stane woke up after getting knocked out by Sam falling near him. Shaking his head, the old man looked in horror. He tried to get to his feet, but found himself surrounded by a magic field.
"Okay. Okay. Another Dragon. That thing over there is your arm?" Clint asked the Winter Soldier, before turning to Wanda. "Can you do anything against his wounds? And Steve's too? I will get the arm, hopefully..." He gulped, looking to where the arm was.
Far too close to the red dragon's legs for his liking, but the other ones either just crashed down a pretty high amount of meters, were deadly wounded, nearly strangled to death, or busy with a riding a dragon or magic.
"Hey, Sharon-get ready to catch that arm" he instructed, and waited for an opportunity to go and make a run for the arm, mapping out a way to seek shelter before the legs of the red dragon could crush him. (Or find another way to kill him)
"Yey!" James called as he saw the scarlet around him, smiling.
"…Um, that you?" Sam asked, bandaging up Steve as he looked at the assassin.
"No… He has lost a lot of blood," Maximoff frowned and focused on the wounds.
"Wait, did he say something about an arm?" Sharon blinked. There was another dragon here. WHY WAS NO ONE ELSE FREAKING OUT?
"Yep, Winter's," Wilson said and smiled as the said man was apparently getting his head back.
"Ouch…" he muttered, holding his head.
"What happened?" he asked as the witch helped him sit.
"You almost died."
"Oh… that again… Never works…"
"What are you doing idiot!" Nat called, holding tighter around Loki's neck.
"Silence woman!" the green dragon barked back and stood on his back legs.
"You think I fear you?" Skull growled, doing the same.
"This is my stop then!" Romanoff balanced herself and jumped, landing directly atop her boyfriend.
"…ouch…" came from under.
"Hey, you're soft," she grinned and got off him.
"Barton! Get back here!" the Widow called, seeing the archer messing around.
"Was that the last of them?" Rhodes asked, as he stood surrounded by the dead bodies.
"Aye, it was," he turned quickly, weapon at the ready as he saw the four.
"It's you…" he lowered his weapon.
"I'm guessing the dragon is your mess?"
"Actually…" Sif sighed.
"It was from the Black Widow. You should thank her."
"You idiot" Steve muttered, glad that Bucky was on his way to get better (though he really could have spared himself the comment about dying never works). He was only mildly surprised when suddenly Natasha landed on top of his best friend.
Seemed to be normal around this group.
Clint once again decided that he had to be crazy. He must have lost his mind some time before, he didn't knew when, and he also didn't want to think about it while he was dodging Dragons. Well, at least he was getting closer to the arm, so he could grab it and throw it to Sharon - but that costed him some time to roll out of the way of the next dragon tail, which casually hit him to the next wall.
Or rather, right through it.
For a moment everything was black, but then his vision came back and he groaned. "Okay...they really owe me. And i think i deserve some apple pie when i get home..." He spoke mostly to himself, not wanting to get up yet - mostly because everything would hurt. But he got up anyway. "I'm okay. Still alive. For now anyway..." he said, searching his way back to the execution platform (well, mapping it out in his mind), while waiting for his opportunity to run over to it.
(He also counted how many broken or cracked bones he would have, and was thankful that the wall he crashed through was only wood and not made out of stone...)
"Oh hey Rogers," Nat waved at the Captain as if only not seeing he was there.
"So… what happened?" she added, pushing Sam and Sharon out of the way of a tail casually.
"Well," Barnes stretched his arms, already feeling better now that he was healed.
"Me and Steve got caught. You probably know that," James pulled Natasha towards him and out of the way of the flying table.
"Me and Clint went through the forest. As you can see, I got my old equipment," Sam grinned and turned his back to her, while at the same time evading the wood.
"We ran into Thor. Really nice guy. Oh and we cleared the city," Sharon seemed to have decided she was insane and went with it.
"Did I mention he had me like a dog?" Bucky brought up. He saw the Widow twitch at everything she heard.
"So… you're all lost without me," she sighed and pushed Stark so he was next to Steve – safest place around here.
"What's your story?" Wilson raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Dragon? Not normal, even for us," Bucky shrugged.
"Guys?" Wanda looked at them as they turned to her.
"Can we do this later? We have two rampaging dragons here…"
"Oh right! Almost forgot…"
"H-HEY! RELASE ME!" Stane yelled across the yard as the rebels all leaned to the side to be able to see him.
"…Should we?"
"Let him get eaten?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Isn't that too fat?"
"Nah, I'm pretty sure they'd chew him."
"True. Look at all the fat!"