𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

Sam takes out the chopper letting Steve and I get back to helping James. The backpack wearing Super Soldier jumps off the roof and I slap Steve's arm before chasing him again. The cat is ironically right on James' tail while Steve and I are on theirs.

We reach a tunnel and I weave through the cars, running as fast as I can to try and catch up with James, my enhanced speed helping me out. Sirens suddenly blare throughout the tunnel and I turn my head back to see a cop car just behind Steve.

"Stand down!" An officer orders "Stand down!"

Steve throws himself onto the windshield and I start jogging backwards to watch him as he hijacks the car, pulling the officer out and kicking the smashed windshield off. He gets into the driver seat and speeds towards me, making me smirk.

"Catch, Stevie!" I holler before throwing myself at the car.

I land on top of the vehicle, pulling myself forward and slipping into the passenger seat through the windshield as it speeds forwards.

"I haven't ran this much in a while" I breathe out, running my fingers through my strawberry blonde curls.

"That's because you think you're too good to run with me and Sam" Steve sasses me, swerving around civilians.

"That is so untrue" I gasp as a loud thump is heard and I look in the side mirror to see the cat hanging onto the car.

"Then why don't you ever come with us?" Steve asks as I open the sunroof, standing up and pulling out one of my guns.

"Because you both wake up at ridiculous hours of the morning!" I yell, aiming my gun at the cat before firing at him multiple times but his suit seems to be bulletproof.

"5 am isn't even that early!" Steve argues.

"You're insane, Steven!" I retort, pulling the trigger again with a loud frustrated groan "You gotta shake him! His suit it bulletproof!"

Steve abruptly swerves the car to try and shake the cat off but instead of losing them, I end up slamming my ribs against the edge of the sunroof.

"For fuck sake, Steve! Will you be careful?!" I snap at the man.

"First of all, language! Second of all, you told me to shake him!" Steve retorts sassily.

"You didn't shake him! You shook me!" I shriek, slipping back into the passenger seat.

"Sam, we can't shake this guy" Steve declares.

"Right behind you" Sam replies immediately.

Steve slams into one of the many cop cars chasing us to try and get rid of the cat, making me realise just how many cars flashing blue and red are racing after us.

"Come on, pigeon. We don't got all day" I rush the Wilson man.

"Girl, I outta drop your ass in the pacific" Sam retorts.

"You love me too much" I counter, a smirk on my face and Steve shakes his head at me.

"You're delusional, pretty girl" Sam responds.

I watch in surprise as cop cars try to cage James in but he slips away, crossing to the opposite side of the road. Steve swerves onto the other side to follow him, breaking through a whole row of dividers in the process. James yanks a guy off of his motorcycle before spinning the thing around and speeding off, crossing back onto the right side of the road. Steve follows in suit, getting back onto the right side of the road behind James.

A small thud is heard on the roof and I notice I can't see the cat in the side mirror anymore. He runs down the front of the car and jumps at James.

"Who the fuck is this guy?!" I snap in annoyance, kicking the dashboard and Steve gives me a scolding look "Sorry, Dad"

The cat pushes James who tilts to one side, his metal arm scraping against the ground causing sparks as he drives. He sees the attack from behind him and kicks the cat off of the back of the bike before pushing it back up.

Just when I think we've got rid of the mangy feline, Sam flies in front of us with the cat attached to him like a tick. James throws something up at the end of the tunnel and my eyes widen when it explodes, rubble falling from the ceiling. I jump out of the windshield of the car and Sam catches me. We watch as Steve slips out the car, running through the falling rubble before tackling the cat off of James. Sam places me on my feet and I rush forward, grabbing Steve and looking him over in worry.

We are surrounded by police cars and Rhodey lands in between us and the cat, pointing his blasters at us threateningly.

"Stand down, now" The man demands.

"You gonna blast us, Rhodey?" I ask almost tauntingly and I can tell he's glaring at me beneath his suit.

"Don't make me, Anastasia" He warns me.

I step back between Jame and Steve, showing my hands in mock surrender.

"Congratulations, Cap. You're a criminal" Rhodey declares.

Sam is brought out next to us and James is forced onto the ground, making me angry. My arms are yanked behind me roughly and I turn to the officer with a glare.

"Will you be gentle? I'm fragile" I snap at him, lying through my teeth, but it stops him from grabbing me like a rag doll.

I turn back to the front and the cat takes his helmet off to reveal Wakanda's Prince T'Challa, or I guess it's King now.

"Your Highness" Rhodey greets the man.

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Steve, Sam, T'Challa and I are sat in the back of a police van, all in different rows of seats except Sam and I at the back.

"So, you like cats?" Sam asks curiously.

"Sam" Steve warns the man.

"That's actually a fair question" I stick up for Sam who shoots me a grateful look.

"Dude shows up dressed like a cat, you don't wanna know more?" Sam asks in disbelief and I play with a loose thread on the knee of my blue ripped jeans in boredom.

"Your suit...it's vibranium?" Steve asks the king.

"The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior" T'Challa explains "And now, because your friend murdered my father...I also wear the mantle of king. So, I ask you as both warrior and kind...how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?"

No one answers the man, silence and tension enveloping the whole van.

We eventually reach the CIA in Berlin and I climb out of the van first, desperate to flee the confined space. I fix my white tank top before shoving my hands into the pockets of my leather jacket as I stroll behind Steve and Sam, T'Challa behind me. I notice them bring James in and I frown deeply at the glass cage they have him in, treating him like he's an animal.

"What's gonna happen to him?" Steve asks.

"Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition" A man declares.

"This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander" Sharon introduces the man.

"What about a lawyer?" Steve then asks.

"Lawyer. That's funny" Everett scoffs sarcastically "See their weapons are placed in lockup. We'll write you a receipt"

"I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that" Sam states as we follow the man and Sharon through the building.

"You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now, do me a favour, stay in it?" Everett explains.

"I don't intend on going anywhere" T'Challa replies and I'm surprised as my sister joins us.

"For the record, this is what making things worse looks like" Natasha says, walking with us "And I told you not to let my sister get involved"

"I'm not a child. I can look after myself, Nat" I grumble in annoyance.

"He's alive" Steve adds, talking about James.

"No. Romania was not Accords-sanctioned" I hear Tony's voice as we enter the office "Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup"

"Try not to break anything while we fix this" Natasha sasses us.

"Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences" Tony says to whoever is on the other end of the phone call "Obviously you can quote me on that, because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir"

Tony hangs up and walks towards us with a disappointed look on his face.

"'Consequences'?" Steve questions.

"Secretary Ross wants all three of you prosecuted. Had to give him something" Tony shrugs.

"I'm not getting that shield back, am I?" Steve asks.

"Technically, it's the government's property. Wings and suits too" Natasha chirps making Sam, Steve and I frown.

"That's cold" Sam comments.

"Warmer than jail" Tony retorts.