I watch in the background. Mr. Stark to told me to wait for his signal and that's exactly what I'm doing. "Alright, I've run out of patience. UNDEROOS!" He calls out.

"Oh, shoot. That's me," I say to myself. I run out and launch webbing at Mr. Rogers, grabbing his shield and tying his hands. I just took Captain America's shield! Not now, Peter. No time for fanboying. Stay focused.

Mr. Stark speaks up. "Nice job, kid," he says.

"Thanks, well I could've stuck the landing a little better. It's just new suit and all. I-It's nothing Mr. Stark it's perfect thank you," I say.

"Yeah, we really don't need to start a conversation."

"Okay. Ca-Captain," I salute. "Big fan. I'm Spider-Man."

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later," Mr. Stark says as I force air out of my mouth in an attempt to keep calm.

I wave. "Hey, everyone," I say in an attempt to remain unrecognizable.

"You've been busy," Mr. Rogers says.

"And you've been a complete idiot. Dragging in Clint, "rescuing Wanda" from a place she doesn't even want to leave. Taking her away from Peter. I'm trying to keep-" Mr. Stark sighs. "I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart."

"You did that when you signed."

"Alright, we're done. You're going to turn Barnes over and your going to come back with us. Now, because it's us! Or a squad of J-SOC guys with no compunction about being impolite. C'mon."

Without replying, Mr. Roger's holds his hands up. Clint shoots an arrow and it severs my webbing. "Alright, Lang."

"Hey, guys. Something- Ahh!" I'm cut off by a foot to the face.

"I believe this is yours, Captain America," The suits man says, handing him his shield. Soon, the battle begins.

I press the button in my earpiece. "Mr. Stark, what should I do?" I ask.

"What we discussed. Keep your distance. Web 'em up," he replies.

"Okay, copy that," I follow his instructions. That is, until I smash through a window and engage with Winter Soldier and Falcon. "You have a metal arm!? That is awesome, dude-" Someone lunges at me. "You have the right to remain silent!" I yell when I cover Falcon's mouth in webbing. Swinging through the rafters, I avoid Falcon's attacks. I sense something flying at me. "Oh, God," I say as before I duck from the sign begin thrown at me. "Hey, buddy! I think you lost this!" I send the sign flying right back. While my back is turned, Falcon kicks me in the back. I manage to get out from below his feet. I shoot a web into his wings, causing a malfunction. After he crashes, I secure him to the barrier. "Those wings carbon fiber?" I ask.

"Is this stuff coming out of you?" He seems disgusted.

"That would explain the rigidity:flexibility ratio. Which, gotta say, that's awesome."

"I don't know if you've been in a fight before, but there's usually not this much talking."

"Alright, sorry. My bad," the Winder Soldier runs in front of me as I swing Falcon. I send them both to lower level and secure their hands with my webbing. "Guys, look. I'd love to keep this up, but I've only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr. Stark. So, I'm really sorry," I prepare to shoot more webbing, but a flying device grabs my wrist. "What?" I ask myself before I'm flung out of the window. As I fight the robot, I see everyone gathering to block the path. I make my way over to them. We all start heading towards each other. "They're not stopping," I point out. Once well all engage into a fight, I avoid Wanda. I hate that she's wanting to leave me, but I understand why. I swing towards Captain America. He throws his shield and it cuts through my webbing. I do a tumble roll onto a luggage cart. "That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all," I point out.

"Look, kid. There's a lot going on here that you don't understand."

"Mr. Stark said you'd say that." I shoot webbing at his shield then his legs. I pull him towards me, kicking him in the face. He flies back and hits the back of a truck. "He also said to go for your legs." As he tries to get his shield, I grab both of his hands. He ends up using my webbing against me, slinging me across the ground. I shoot more webbing at him. He grabs it, pulls me forward, and slams me into his shield. I stumble and pull myself onto a platform.

"Stark tell you anything else?"

"That you're wrong. You think you're right. That makes you dangerous," I swing at him, but he blocks me with a kick, sending me into the leg of the platform.  I end up loosing the fight to Mr. Rogers. Once I free myself from the collapsed platform, I turn to see a very, VERY big dude come out of no where. "Holy-...!" I yell. Suddenly, he flings War Machine across the battlefield. "I got him!" I yell, wrapping my webbing around him. Using the truck, I manage to slow his momentum. Ant Man tears a wing off the nearby plane and throws it at Mr. Stark. I fly behind Mr. Starks friend, using my webbing as a tether. Once in the perfect position, I let go and begin wrapping him in webbing. I kick him in the face, causing him to stumble. We both work on taking him down until War Machine goes after Winter Soldier and Captain America. I climb in front of the big dude's face.

"Get off," he filings me off.

I keep dodging his attacks. Suddenly, a thought hits me. "Hey, guys. You ever see that really old movie? Empire Strikes Back?" I begin tying the large dude up. "You know that part, where they're on the snow planet? With the walking thingies?!" As I work on tying his knees together, the two men in iron suits hit him, causing him to fall. "Yes! That was awesome!-" I collide with his hand and I'm knocked back into a stack of wooden crates. I tumble on the hard ground. I'm happy I got that all on my phone!

After we lost Mr. Rogers and everyone else, I was sent back to the compound. I went to my room, sat on my bed, and marveled at the battle in Germany- which was awesome. (See what I did there). I noticed there was a letter on my desk so I picked it up. It was addressed to me. I opened it and started reading.

Dear peter, 

                   I'm sorry for leaving but I hope you understand why I did please don't be upset or angry I know you are but don't take your anger out on the world around you. I love you peter and I will try to keep in contact with you as much as I can but since I'm going to be on the run I may not be able to talk to you. Tomorrow you will get a burner phone in the mail and it'll have my number in it don't tell tony otherwise he will take it away incase that happens we can write letters to each other. And once again I'm so sorry mysh I love you with all my heart peter take care and I will see you soon

                           ~ Love Wanda ❤️

I smile at my sister's letter, hiding it in a place Mr. Stark won't be able to find it. I make my way to work on patrol, finally returning home at 1am. I miss her. I miss my sister she was all I have left, but now she's gone on the run. Might as well make use of myself. Do something productive and helpful.