IN AN OUTDOOR FOOD MARKET in Bucharest, a man, Bucky, is wearing a dark red top underneath a black jacket. He has a rucksack on his back, it buckled across his chest so that he doesn't lose. His hair is long, reaching his shoulders and hidden partially underneath a dark baseball cap. He walks over to one of the fruit stalls, picking up a couple of plums with his gloved metal hand, his other hand kept in his pocket.
He looks up at the vendor as he holds them. "Cum sunt? Sunt bune? Dă-mi șase, mulțumesc. (Romanian: How are they? Are they good? Give me six, thank you)." He tells them, watching as the vendor puts the plums into a small plastic bag and hands it to him. Bucky takes the bag in his hand and turns around. A woman with dark skin and and dreadlocks walks over to him, a smile on her face. She's wearing a dark blue jacket and a burgundy top, a black and white bum bag strapped around her waist.
"Yawa." He says softly, walking over to the woman. She whispers something in his ear, looking away from him, her eyes surveying the area. "No, it's safe here." He reminds her kindly. "No one will find us."
She shakes her, subtly pointing over to the news-stand wear the vendor is putting out today's newspapers. "Not you." She says quietly into his ear, her voice soft enough that no one else notices what she had said. "And you forget to get me my grapes." She chuckles slightly, pointing at the bag of fruit that Bucky is holding in his hand. The vendor is looking at the front page of the newspaper and looks up. His eyes glance back at the newspaper, his eyes widening in shock before quickly running from the kiosk.
Bucky quickly goes over and picks up a paper, skimming it. On the front page there are surveillance-photos of a man that looks similar to him with the headline: 'Winter Soldier cautat pentru Bombardmentul din Viena' (Romanian: Winter Soldier wanted for Vienna Bombing). Bucky glances around tensely, and Yawa nods slightly. He looks at her and they quickly walk quicker, going towards where they had been hiding out.
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Steve makes his way up the stairs wearing his dark blue, armoured suit, his shield strapped to his arm with magnetic clamps locking it in place for when he needs it. He quietly makes his way inside of a small apartment. Upon quick inspection, he looks around and sees there's a single mattress in the corner of the room with a small blanket, a couch off to the side with a slightly bigger blanket, the indents in the furniture making it obvious that someone had been sleeping on that too. All the furniture looks cheap, or if it had been picked up by the side of the road.
He walks further inside, his eyes taking everything in, the small house, if you could call it that, slightly depressing. It doesn't pass Steve's eye that there is only the living area with the kitchen and mattress, and a tiny bathroom with just a toilet and shower shoved in the corner, a flimsy curtain surrounding it in a failed attempt to stop water from leaking out. He walks over to the fridge, noticing a book being hidden on top of it. Carefully, he picks it up and flicks through the pages, his eyes skimming through the pages.
"Heads up, Cap." Sam says over the radio in Steve's ear. "German Special Forces, approaching from the south." He warns.
"Understood." Steve answers, placing the notebook back where it had been hidden. He turns around slightly and notices that Bucky is standing there. His eyes drift to the side to where Yawa is standing in front of the door, almost as if she was making sure he couldn't make a break for it. Steve's eyes go back over to Bucky, looking at him softly. "Do you know me?" Steve asks him kindly.
Bucky stares at him for a moment, not moving. "You're Steve." He answers, sounding slightly unsure with his answer. "I read about you in a museum."He says simply.
"They've set the perimeter."
Steve looks at Bucky, taking a few steps towards him, his hands low and in front of him. "I know you're nervous." Steve tells him softly, as though he was approaching a scared animal. "And you have plenty of reasons to be. But you're lying."
"I wasn't in Vienna." Bucky argues, looking down slightly. "I don't do that anymore."
"They're entering the building."
"Well, the people who think you did are coming here now." Steve warns the ex-assassin. "And they're not planning on taking you alive."
"That's smart." Bucky replies, sounding done with everything, he places his hand on the table. "Good strategy."
"They're on the roof. I'm compromised."
Steve sighs, taking his hand softly, his hands striking his thumbs. "This doesn't have end in a fight, Buck." Steve tries to reassure him, trying to get him to back down and come with him.
"It always ends in a fight." Bucky argues.
Yawa looks through the peephole and her eyes widen. She looks back at Bucky. "We need to leave." She warns him, her hands reaching for her weapon that is leaning near the door.
"5 seconds."
"You pulled me from the river." Steve reminds him and Bucky stays still, his eyes glancing at the window and back at him. "Why?"
"I don't know." Bucky answers.
"3 seconds!"
"Yes, you do." Steve tells him, his voice firmer. A grenade suddenly crashes through the window, glass shattering to the ground. Bucky kicks it to Steve, and he smothers it with his shield.
"Schieß die Tür auf! (German: Shoot the door!)" One of the officers shouted. The cop slams the battering ram against the door repeatedly. Yawa pushes against the door, making it harder for them to try and barge through while Bucky shields himself with the mattress against an attack coming from the window. He blocks the door with a table as cops swing in on cables. Steve pulls the rug from under a policeman, sending him flying. Bucky slams another policeman into the wall.
"Buck, stop!" Steve orders, his voice showing his worry for him. "You're gonna kill someone."
Bucky slams Steve down to the ground and punches a hole in the floor. Yawa backs away from the door, grabbing a weapon and shooting at the officers in places that would not kill them, only slow them down or harm them. "I'm not gonna kill anyone." Bucky argues.
Bucky grabs a backpack from under the floorboards and throws it out of the window. Bucky and Steve get behind Steve's shield to avoid gunfire. Bucky shoves Steve and he knocks a cop over. Bucky holds up his metal hand and repels bullets, then slams a cop into shelves. Bucky picks up a large cement brick and slams it into a cop. Steve fights a cop on the balcony. A cop shoots around the door outside. Bucky punches through the wall beside the door. He lays into the cops. A cop descends through a sky-light on a zip wire. Bucky grabs the cop's gun and slams him into the wall. Bucky bashes a couple of cops with the battering ram. More of the police team hurry up the stairwell. Bucky jumps on the zip-line-guy and swings down a level.
"Der Verdächtige ist ausgebrochen (German: Suspect has broken containment)!" One of the officers shouted in a panic over the radio, his gun raised at the super soldiers, his hand signalling for the other officers to be ready to attack. "Er ist am östlichen Treppenschacht (German: He's headed down the east stairwell)!"
Steve quickly grabs the radio and crushes it, stopping the officer from giving any more updates and orders. Steve then jumps down a level as Bucky keeps punching the cops. Bucky tosses one of them over the railing and Steve catches him, stopping the cop from falling. He looks at Bucky wearily. "Come on, man." Steve groans, raising his hands slightly in exasperation.
Steve effortlessly throws the cop up onto the landing. Meanwhile, Bucky breaks a bannister and swings down onto the landing as Steve hurls a cop over his shoulders. Bucky turns around to interject more cops and takes them out swiftfully. A cop aims at Bucky, his hand reaching for the trigger only for Steve to knock the gun from his hands with his shield which sticks into the wall. Bucky leaps down the stairwell and catches onto a railing. Steve pulls his shield out of the wall. Bucky climbs up then runs along a corridor and leaps off a balcony. He tumbles onto the lower roof of the neighbouring building where he finds where his backpack. He picks it up and runs.
As he runs Steve makes his way out of the apartment, following quickly behind Bucky. Yawa nods to them, saying to run as she picks up another gun left from a knocked out cop laying on the ground. She points it at the cops, a blank expression on her face before pulling the trigger, surrounding the cops in a rain of bullets coming at them in quick succession. "Leg dich nicht mit denen unseres Programms an (German: Don't mess with those of our program)." She continues to shoot at them until the magazine runs out and she throws it to the ground. She huffs, raising her fists, clenching them tightly before quickly running out of the window before they can even get one shot in.
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Bucky sprints across the rooftops, his legs almost leaping as he runs, his feet barely making contact with the hot ground. He keeps his head facing forward, trying to get to safety. Suddenly, a large black-clad man rams into him from behind, his muscular body pushing him down hard, Bucky's body slamming against the rough red roofing tiles. Bucky turns around to see Black Panther staring back at him, his eyes staring into his soul without mercy. He extends his fingers, sharp claws popping out before he attacks Bucky without a second of hesitation. Bucky narrowly avoids being slashed, he holds up a metal bar to protect himself.
Steve watches from another rooftop, looking down at the two as they fight. He looks up, seeing Sam circling overhead with his wings. "Sam, southwest rooftop." Steve tells the man,.
"Who the hell's the other guy?" Sam asks, watching the fight take place.
"About to find out." Steve answers. He then leaps down from the balcony, going down to the neighbouring building, his eyes watching as a copper flies overhead. Black Panther lunges at Bucky with his claws, pretending that Steve wasn't even trying to approach him, but Bucky quickly grabs his wrists, pushing against the Panther in an attempt to make sure that the claw doesn't strike at his body. A soldier fires a machine gun from the chopper. The ammo bounces off Black Panther's armoured suit. "Sam." Steve says, his voice strained.
"Got him." Sam answers before quickly diving, his wings retracting slightly as he gains momentum before opening back up fully when he turns his body, using it to shove the chopper off course before heading down towards street level.
Bucky breaks free from his attacker, slings his bag on his back, runs and jumps down a level. Black Panther slides down the wall using his claws for traction, sparks being created as he makes his own way to the street. Once he lands he almost automatically runs after Bucky, continuing to chase him, only for a bike to ram into him from the side. The person gets off the bike and takes their helmet off to show Yawa giving Black Panther the death glare. Panther hesitates slightly, as if recognising something, only for Yawa to use it against him, going in for the attack, giving Bucky a little bit of head start.
Steve follows and lands rolling along the ground, running after Bucky while gunfire from the chopper tears up the sidewalk, making the super soldier's have to try and quickly dodge the debris. Bucky jumps down through an opening and lands in an underpass, he runs through the traffic. Meanwhile, Black Panther breaks off from Yawa, running down the road and quickly catching up with the others, Yawa just seconds behind him as they run. Captain America drops down and chases after Bucky, trying to catch him as a Special Forces Vehicle pursues them quickly.
"Stand down! Stand down!" An officer orders, his voice loud and commanding. The vehicle closes in, its blue lights flashing harshly in the darkness. Steve swiftly leaps onto the vehicle, his feet barely making a sound when he lands even though his landing splinters the windshield. The driver is forced to stop at the sudden action, no longer able to safely drive, but also shocked at the sudden turn of events, Steve uses the moment of hesitation from the officer to grab him by the arm and yank him through the window and out of the vehicle. Steve gets inside the now vacant seat and kicks the windshield out, then drives off.
Bucky runs over the top of a speeding car on the highway, outpacing it in mere seconds, his feet a blur on the ground, leaving small dents into the concrete without a care. Black Panther is a few cars behind, keeping pace with Bucky. He leaps on the back of the 4x4 that Steve's driving in seconds, his claws digging into the roof of the car in order to not be flown off with the momentum. Noticing this, Steve swerves from side to side, trying to throw him off. Yawa tries to catch up to bring Black Panther back down but she struggles, weaving in between the cars making their way down the highway, trying to dodge the fight that was currently happening.
"Sam, I can't shake this guy." Steve says in a panic, looking through the mirror at the legs sticking out of the back window from where Black Panther is stuck on the top of the car.
"Right behind you." Sam answers, sweeping down, making his way through the tunnel and ramming into Black Panther, forcing him off the car as several police cars join the chase, blockading the road behind them, and diverting everyone else so that no one gets in the way of the fight. Steve quickly side-swipes another car and drives on, his foot pressing harder against the pedal. Up ahead Bucky reaches a fork in the road and faces oncoming traffic. He leaps over a barrier. Steve drives through the barrier.
A motorbike speeds towards Bucky. Bucky grabs the handlebar and spins the bike around in mid air, throwing the rider off. Bcuky gets on the bike and rides away sending cars careering out of the way of him. Yawa quickly runs up and gets on the back of the motorbike, looking backwards as Bucky drives. She cocks her gun, pointing it, watching out, ready to shoot anything out of the way, keeping an eye on Bucky's six like she's trained to do. She shoots at the tires of the incoming police cars, reducing the amount of people coming for them.
Steve keeps on Bucky's tail with Black Panther holding onto the back of the 4x4. They all rocket through another underpass. Sam flies into the underpass. Black Panther leaps off the front of the 4x4 onto Bucky's motorbike. Yawa tries to push him off, the bullets having done absolutely nothing but fails, being swiftly pushed off off the motorbike. She groans, getting back up onto the hood of Steve's hijacked truck. Bucky flings Black Panther over his head and the bike leans down on its side, skidding out from underneath of him before being caught quickly and straightened up. Bucky kicks his assailant away, straightens up and rides on.
Black Panther catches a ride on Falcon's leg. Sam tries to kick Black Panther away. Bucky throws a sticky bomb and blows up the roof at the end of the underpass, bringing down tons of rubble. Black Panther leaps off from Falcon and throws Bucky off the motorbike. Steve swerves the 4x4 through the rubble, leaps out and pulls Black Panther away from Bucky. Steve stands, facing the sleek and muscular Black Panther, who doesn't move a muscle.
Black Panther turns his head slightly, side stepping when Yawa attempts to tackle him to the ground, only for her to stop when she notices a red dot pointed right at her chest. She looks up, gulping, as her eyes take in the multiple black-glad individuals around them. The police officers all have, guns aimed, masks obscuring their emotionless and trained gazes. The group hesitates slightly, almost ready to fight… almost when War Machine leaps down from above and raises both hands, repulsors ready to fire.
"Stand down, now." Rhodey orders, his voice slightly distorted from the helmet. Bucky stands still beside Steve, his fingers fidgeting. Yawa looks over at the man, shaking her head softly, dropping her gun onto the ground, putting her hands up, surrendering, much to Bucky's shock. Steve follows suit, putting his shield back on his back, the magnetic clasps engaging and securing it back in place. Rhodey looks over at the blond man. "Congratulations, Cap." He says, his voice deadpanned. "You're a criminal."
Police move in and force Bucky to his knees. Black Panther raises his hands. A cop moves Steve's arms behind his back. Black Panther retracts his claws and pulls off his mask revealing his face. It's T'Challa. Steve and Rhodes look curious. "Wie lautet der Befehl? (German:What's the order?)" The officer asks in response to T'Challa removing his mask. T'Challa doesn't move from his position, keeping the helmet in his hands, not even flinching at the multiple weapons pointed at the group.
Rhodey doesn't answer, his head turning to look over the Wakandan king with respect. He waits a few seconds before speaking. "Your highness." He says politely, nodding his head ever so slightly. The officers don't say anything, or even aim to try and ask the question again, instead they stay in silence. Other officers run over and kick Bucky in the back of the legs, forcing him to the ground. Bucky looks over at Yawa, looking apologetic for getting her in this mess, hands wrapping around hers, bringing her down to the ground.