Tony and Steve are still fighting in the silo. y/n and Bucky both disorientated.
FRIDAY: You can't beat him hand to hand!
Tony Stark: Analyse his fight pattern.
FRIDAY: Scanning!
Iron Man's HUD flashes red as Steve lands blow after blow.
FRIDAY: Countermeasures ready.
He grabs Captain America's shield.
Tony Stark: Let's kick his ass.
He flings the shield away then zaps Steve backwards, head over heels straight into y/n's fist. Steve rises and Tony blocks his punches then zaps him to his knees, right in front of Bucky who's lying on his back.
Steve Rogers: He's my friend.
Tony Stark: So were we.
They punch Steve then throw him back towards the gaps in the wall.
Tony Stark: Stay down. Final warning.
Steve struggles to his feet, his face bloody and his gate weary. He raises his fists and stares Iron Man down.
Steve Rogers: I can do this all day.
Iron man raises his left palm ready to fire. Bucky grabs his leg and Tony spins, kicking him in the face. Steve grabs Iron Man and lifts him over his head, then throws him down, punches him and bashes his mask off with his shield. y/n tackles him off and they begin their final duel.
Steve Rogers: Stop it y/n! I son't wanna fight you!
y/n: It's a bit too late for that.
Just like last time, Steve is helpless against y/n's higher grade tech. His tiredness also factors into his loss. y/n stands above Steve- helmet retracted, ready to deliver the killing blow. Tony shouts, still lying down.
Tony Stark: y/n no!
y/n: Why not?
Whilst his son is distracted, Steve knocks him out and returns to Tony with his shield before striking down hard on the suit's core. Tony looks horrified and glowers fearfully at Steve who pants for breath. Both have blood spattered across their faces. Steve looks back at Tony then shuts his eyes and slumps down. The shield remains upright, stuck upright in the centre of the Iron Man Suit. When Steve struggles up again he takes hold of the shield, gripping the edge and pulling it free. He steps away from Tony who rolls painfully onto his side. Bucky lies bloodied but conscious, Steve reaches out and pulls him to his feet, holding him up as Tony looks on.
Tony Stark: That shield doesn't belong to you. You don't deserve it. My father made that shield!
Steve stops, raises his chin, then drops the shield and walks away with Bucky's arm around his shoulder.
Tony Stark: y/n's never gonna forgive you!
Steve stops. Considerably upset, he knew it was his fault but was confident he could build things back up.
Steve Rogers: We'll see...
In a secure chamber at the Berlin UN bunker Zemo's contained in a prison pod, his ankles cuffed to his seat. Everett Ross enters the chamber.
Everett Ross: Meals at eight and five. Toilet privileges twice a day. Raise your voice, zap. Touch the glass, zap. You step out of line, you deal with me. Please, step out of line. Hmm?
Zemo just stares.
Everett Ross: So how does it feel? To spend all that time, all that effort... and, to see it fail so spectacularly?
