(𝟮.𝟭) 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 ➣ {𝕤•𝕨} ❘ [𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 - 𝖊𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

⁶⁴ 𝙎𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙎𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙

📍EDINBURGH, SCOTLAND

Wanda and Vision skid on the floor as they fell through the roof of train station and groaned in pain. "Come on, come on, come on," Wanda rushed to his side as he sat up against the railing, "You gotta get up. Come on," she said out of breath, "Hey, hey. We have to go."

Vision shook his head and rested his hand on her cheek, "Please, please leave."

"You asked me to stay," Wanda replied firmly, "I'm staying"

"Please—"

A crash caught their attention and they turned to see Proxima Midnight and Corvus Glaive in front of them, holding a stance with their weapons. Wanda got to her feet and stood in front of Vision, gathering red mists in both her hands with a determined expression.

A train went behind them and Proxima snapped her eyes towards it, sensing someone's presence. Confused, Wanda followed her gaze behind and watched as the train passed to reveal the silhouette of a man.

Proxima hurled her spear; but the man bent to the right and caught, surprising her. The silhouette moved forward into the light to reveal Steve Rogers. Wanda smiled in relief and Vision let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

Sam flew in and kicked Proxima into a nearby shop. He dispatched mini rockets from his suit at Corvus, who blocked them out with his spear.

Steve hurled Proxima's spear to Nat in the back. She slid on the floor on the knees and knocked Corvus behind his knees. She got one knee and stabbed him in the stomach, making him yell and hunch forward in pain.

Y/N jumped in front of Nat as Proxima lunged towards her. She connected both her staves as one and held it up horizontally to block her blow. Nat and Steve combated Corvus together when he defended weakly; Y/N and Proxima went tumbling into a shop, crashing through chairs and shelves as they did so.

Proxima took hold of one half of Y/N's stave and aimed a blow with it for Y/N's head, but she moved out of the way just in time. She raised the stave again, but a figure in red and black swung from the side and kicked her aside to a table in the corner.

"Hey, Ms. Dmitri," Joanna glanced at her through her red goggles, "Long time no see."

"What the hell are you doing here?" Y/N stared at her with wide eyes.

"Vacation to Scotland!" Joanna yelled and jumped out of the way as Proxima activated the blade of Y/N's stave and swung it at her, "Missed the fieldtrip to Moma. Peter and Ned were so mad at me," she parkoured over a chair and kicked her shoulder.

"Uh-huh," Y/N rolled over to her front, groaning a bit.

Joanna was still mimicking Wanda's powers as she produced a red shield in front of her. Proxima fought her and threw her off to top level of the train station. Summoning her staff back from Nat, she fired a blast from it at Joanna, knocking her out at once. Joanna was thrown back out of the glass wall and out of the train station, descending towards the ground at a rapid speed.

"DAVID, unlock 18-A," Y/N commanded, adjusting her glasses and kicked back Proxima to Corvus's side with a new found anger. 

A small door shifted open at the side of the parked Quinjet. A small missile released out of it and split into two.

Joanna's unconscious, limp body was plummeting down towards the city were cars were whooshing past on the ground. A tiny rocket was launching towards her back as she gained speed. It met with her back and melted into her suit. Metal plates shifted and covered her entire body. Another small rocket collided with her goggles. Joanna snapped her eyes open as she felt the cool metal press through her suit and landed on the middle of the road on one knee.

A loud horn blaring caught her attention and she she saw a truck heading towards her; Out of instinct, she froze with wide eyes and held her hands at her sides. She was levitated off the ground;  her own hands filled with red mists.

"Whoa!" she saw that the new Iron-version of the suit made Wanda's power stay intact within her for a few seconds longer than it usually would. She thrust palms, filled with red mists, at her sides, shooting higher up into the sky at once.

Proxima scurried back as Y/N walked over in between Steve and Nat with a death glare. Sam landed beside Steve and flipped out his guns, ready to fire. "Get up," She grumbled at Corvus, who was lying on the floor.

"I can't," he choked out, holding the stab wound on his side.

"We don't want to kill you," Nat said, "But we will."

"You'll never get the chance again," Proxima pressed a button on her wrist. A blue light lifted them off the ground through a hole in the ceiling and into the sky. The glaive in Steve's hand flew upwards along with them. Steve, Nat, and Sam walked towards the area where Wanda was kneeling down beside Vision.

"Ms. Dmitri!" Joanna hovered above the ground behind Y/N, "This is amazing!"

"Smooth skies, kiddo," Y/N turned around and waved a hand in farewell, "DAVID, get her home."

"On it."

"Wai—what?! NO! NO! Come on!" Joanna yelled as the repulsors on her chest and back fired up and dragged her back up into the sky, against her will.

Y/N walked over to Steve, Nat, Sam, and Wanda by the railing beside the train track. Vision winced slightly as Sam helped him up to his feet and looked up, "Thank you, Captain."

"Let's get you on the jet," Steve nodded at him.

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