Civil War-Tony Stark x Reader Book 2

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Civil War-Tony Stark x Reader Book 2
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This is my second book to my Age of Ultron book. This book will start where we left off, with the Reader going to take down a HYDRA base where she grew up, but will also go into Captain America: Civil War.
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Y/n POV

Natasha answered her phone and I walked in to the coffee shop, right into Steve. “Y/n,” he whispered, looking me over. “I won’t tell anyone,” I murmured, he let out a sigh of relief. “You and Sam huh? Didn’t think you were the criminal type,” I snickered, he chuckled lightly. “Yeah, didn’t think I could pull off the criminal type?” He questioned. “Do you know where Barnes is?” I asked, ignoring his question. “Y/n, it wasn’t him-“ he began. “I know, but do you know where he is?” I interrupted. “Bucharest,” Steve said. “Go there, Tony will wake up soon and know I’m here. I’m with him on the Accords, but... I’m not against you,” I told him. He nodded, “we’re friends, you know?” “Of course, until you strike out on Tony, we can be cool,” I said, walking away.

I decided I should go see Bucky, I didn’t know why, I just felt like I should. When I got there, Sam, Steve, Bucky, and a man in a catsuit were fighting. I ran over to them, “stop!” I screamed, almost getting clawed by the cat boy. “Who are you?” I snarled, my hands glowing reddish purple. Fear and anger. I touched his arm and sucked up loss, a black took over the red and purple. I realized who it was at once, “your majesty?” He pushed me aside and ran after the others. I ran after them, “Steve! Bucky!” Sam looked back at me, “What am I? Chopped pigeon?” I took flight with wings the color of the night, scaring Sam, “what the?” “Not the time!” I growled, propelling myself at T’challa, “get Bucky out of here!” Bucky looked at me, “I know you,” he said. “Go!” I screamed, jumping back from the creepy kitty. I ran after Bucky, T’challa hot on my tail. We ran into a tunnel, cars rushed past us and police cars went after us. Bucky got on a motorcycle and T’challa attacked him. I jumped forward, but got crushed by the falling ceiling. I screamed as I felt a large piece of concrete hit me. Cap, Bucky, and T’challa turned and saw me. Sam ran over, “a little help guys!” He began trying to lift the concrete off me. Rhodey then descended, “stand down!” “Rhodey!” I squeaked, he turned and saw me, “Y/n?” “Can I go help her?” Bucky asked, Rhodey nodded, Cap followed. They lifted it off me and I gasped for air and collapsed towards Bucky. He caught me and gently handed me to Sam. The police pressed him into the ground. I sighed and sat down. “Congratulations Cap, you’re a criminal,” Rhodey said, looking at Cap. T’challa took off his mask and I could feel Rhodey’s confusion, “your highness.”

Two policemen lifted me up and tossed me in the van with T’challa, Sam, and Steve. “Careful!” Sam snapped, the men showed no acknowledgement to him. I huddled against him and sighed, “what did we do?” “You, Miss, have failed to do the right thing for your country, the others, are criminals,” T’challa answered. “I apologize,” I stated simply. I went into lockdown mode and didn’t say anything. 

I was pulled from lockdown mode when someone shoved me out of the car and onto the floor. “Hey! Stark will kill you if she is hurt by us,” a woman snapped. I looked up at her, she was blonde and had a kind look in her eyes. I stood up and went to Sam’s side, shrinking into it. He put a protective arm around me. I didn’t listen to anything anyone was saying until I saw Tony. He was on the phone, but when he saw me he began speeding up and ended it. I ran towards him, but an agent grabbed my arm. “Let her go,” Tony ordered. I instantly was released and ran into Tony’s arms. “Shh, I’m here,” he didn’t squeeze too hard, in case he would hurt me. He sat me down at a table and i put my head down, sighing in content. Natasha put her hand on my shoulder and I didn’t even flinch.

“Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted. Had to give him something,” Tony told Steve and Sam. “Guess I’m not getting the shield back,” Steve joked. “It’s technically the government’s, so are the wings,” Natasha retorted, following Tony out of the room. “That’s cold,” Sam said. “Warmer than jail,” I murmured, falling asleep on the table.

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