so bad guys can't see me bleed

•tape twenty-one•

"You're gonna turn Barnes over, and you're gonna come with us, now, because it's us!" I hear Tony say loudly.

"Jesus," I mutter, shaking my head. I put my mask on and turn to Bucky, who is standing in between Sam and I as we look out the glass inside the airport.

"We found it," Sam says into our earpieces. "Their Quinjet's in hangar five, north runway."

I see Cap put his arms up, which are stuck together by spiderwebs. Clint sends an arrow towards him, cutting the spiderwebs.

"All right, Lang," Cap says.

Spider Man flies backwards as Scott becomes his normal size, taking Cap's shield from Spider Man in the process. Scott hands it to Cap. "I believe this is yours, Captain America," he says.

"That's probably our que," I say to Sam and Bucky. The three of us start running down the terminal.

While we run, Spider Man jumps on the glass and starts crawling across it with us. "What the hell is that?" Bucky asks.

"Everyone's got a gimmick now," Sam says.

"Yeah, I believe that's Spider Man," I say to them right as he crashes through the window and kicks Sam down.

Bucky goes to punch him, but Spider Man catches his fist. Bucky looks at their hands in shock while Spider Man says, "You have a metal arm? That is awesome, dude."

I bend down and kick his legs out from under him. He grunts as he hits the ground. He stands up and turns to me. "Oh my gosh, Redshot! Hi! Um, I'm Spider Man."

I nod. "Hi, Spider Man."

He sighs, then chuckles. "H-hi."

I bring my fist to his face, hitting him directly in the nose. He groans and stumbles backwards, giving Sam enough time to get out his wings and run into him, taking him with in the air.

I kind of feel bad. He sounds cute.

Bucky and I keep running while Spider Man and Sam fly and swing and fight each other. Bucky grabs me by the sword holder and pulls me backwards behind a pole. He grabs something heavy and throws it at Spider Man.

"Hey, buddy, I think you lost this!" Spider man says before tossing it back to Bucky.

Bucky grips me tighter and pulls my back against his chest so that I don't get hit with the thing as it breaks some of the pillar. "Sorry," he mumbles, letting me go as Sam and Spider Man keep chasing after each other.

"You're good," I tell him, looking up as Spider Man shoots webs at Sam. They get on one of his wings, causing them to retract. Sam falls down onto a booth before getting up. He goes to run again, but webs are shot on his wrists and the railing behind him.

"Those wings carbon fiber?" Spider Man asks Sam, jumping onto something near him.

"Is this stuff coming out of you?" Sam asks him.

"That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that's awesome, man."

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

"All right, sorry, my bad."

As he shoots a web to the ceiling and swings at Sam, Bucky and I both jump in front of him, making the three of us fall through the glass and onto the ground below.

Bucky looks at his metal hand as webs lock it on the ground. He glares over at Spider Man, who is sitting on the thing that he was just on. My legs are covered in webs a second later, then my arms. Sam's entire torso and arms are covered after that.