[The two sides stood in confrontation. Sam turned to Captain America and asked, "Captain! What should we do?"]
["Fight!" With that single word, Captain America charged forward without hesitation.]
[Natasha Romanoff cracked her neck and smirked. "That works for me!"]
[The rest followed suit, stepping forward as Captain America picked up speed, breaking into a jog.]
["Uh, guys? They're not stopping!" Spider-Man's voice wavered with a hint of panic.]
["Neither will we," Tony Stark responded, his gaze fixed ahead with determination.]
[As both sides surged forward, Sam spread his wings, taking to the sky with Wanda Maximoff in tow.]
George watched intently as the heroes clashed, his expression unreadable. He then glanced at the Second Generation Spider-Man standing beside him. These people were all heroes—beings similar to them.
"I just hope no one dies. They're all Earth's protectors. Losing any of them would be a tragedy."
"Agreed," Second Gen Spider-Man nodded. "They've clearly been through a lot together. Though... I still don't fully understand why Tony Stark's decision to sign the Accords escalated into this all-out battle."
Even though they weren't from this universe, he had pieced together bits of their relationships from the broadcast. Still, the situation remained a tangled mess.
Many questions lingered, but for now, all they could do was watch.
[A chaotic melee erupted in an instant. Tony Stark charged straight at Captain America, throwing a punch. Meanwhile, Sam and War Machine engaged in aerial combat on the other side.]
[Black Panther immediately locked onto Bucky Barnes, while Scott Lang expertly evaded Spider-Man's webbing, using his ability to shrink and enlarge at will as he faced off against Natasha.]
[Bucky delivered a powerful punch, knocking Black Panther back. Meanwhile, Captain America and Iron Man engaged in close-quarters combat. With a swift strike of his shield, Cap sent Tony stumbling backward, giving Clint Barton an opening to fire an explosive arrow at Iron Man's shoulder, blasting him away.]
[Natasha, seizing the moment, managed to knock Scott Lang to the ground. Meanwhile, Spider-Man swung overhead but barely avoided being hit by a flying truck.]
[Using his impeccable agility and balance, Spider-Man dodged the vehicles Wanda hurled his way, while Barton provided cover beside her.]
[Black Panther rolled to create distance, but Bucky was relentless, chasing after him and delivering a brutal punch that sent T'Challa sprawling. However, the King of Wakanda was quick to recover, flipping back onto his feet.]
[At some point, Natasha and Barton found themselves fighting each other. Natasha wielded her batons, while Barton held his bow in a defensive stance—their battle evenly matched.]
[Barton exposed a deliberate opening, then used it to his advantage, managing to pin Natasha to the ground with his bow pressed against her throat.]
[Lying there, using her baton to keep the bow at bay, Natasha smirked. "Still friends?"]
[Barton chuckled. "Depends on how hard you hit."]
[Before he could react, Natasha locked his wrist between her legs and flipped him over, kicking him away before he could recover.]
[Her attack, however, never landed. At the last second, Wanda intervened. Red energy flickered around Natasha's ankles, and her expression shifted.]
[From a distance, Wanda flicked her wrist, sending Natasha hurtling into a shipping container. The impact was brutal enough to make her cry out in pain.]
[Barton stood up and met Wanda's gaze. "You weren't serious," she remarked.]
Natasha, who was watching from the audience, tilted her head slightly. "Oof. That looks painful." Normally, she wasn't one to scream out in pain, but the impact looked rough.
Coulson gave a small smile but remained silent. Seeing as he wasn't on the battlefield, he took solace in the fact that he hadn't been forced to pick a side in this civil war.
[Meanwhile, Bucky and Black Panther were still locked in combat. Bucky used his metal arm to choke T'Challa, but the Wakandan King countered by grabbing his throat in return.]
[Yet, Black Panther had the upper hand. With sheer force, he yanked Bucky back and drove a knee into his stomach.]
[Bucky let out a strangled gasp and hurriedly explained, "I didn't kill your father!"]
["Then why did you run?" T'Challa's voice was cold, his patience for explanations long gone. He pried Bucky's metal arm apart with raw strength.]
[Bucky retaliated with a punch, but Black Panther caught his fist effortlessly. Without missing a beat, T'Challa twisted his arm and hurled him to the ground.]
[Black Panther pressed down, threatening to finish the fight, but before he could strike, Wanda intervened. Red energy restrained T'Challa's limbs before he could land a killing blow.]
[As soon as T'Challa reacted, Wanda flung him backward into a corridor, slamming him through it.]
[Just then, Spider-Man swung into the scene, but Captain America hurled his shield, severing the webbing mid-air.]
[Spider-Man plummeted, landing on the ground with a slide. As he looked up, he watched Cap's shield return to his hand like a boomerang.]
["That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all!" Spider-Man grumbled.]
["Kid, there's a lot you don't understand," Captain America replied calmly.]
["Mr. Stark said you'd say that!" Without hesitation, Spider-Man fired webbing at Captain America's shield, but Cap expertly blocked it.]
[However, Spider-Man's other hand was faster. He shot a second web at Cap's leg, pulling hard. Captain America lost his balance and toppled forward.]
[Seizing the opportunity, Spider-Man yanked again and kicked Cap square in the face, sending him flying into a car. His shield clattered to the ground.]
[Cheering, Spider-Man called out, "Mr. Stark also said to go for your legs!"]
[Cap scrambled to his feet and sprinted toward his Vibranium shield, but Spider-Man was faster, ensnaring his hands with webbing.]
[A tense struggle ensued, but Captain America, experienced as he was, quickly adapted. He turned and redirected Spider-Man's momentum, shifting his weight at the last moment to render the younger hero's strength useless.]
[With precise movement, Captain America used centrifugal force to spin Spider-Man around and hurl him into the distance.]
["Aghhh!" Spider-Man yelped as he soared through the air.]
Watching from the audience, First Gen Spider-Man sighed. "Yeah… he's still a little inexperienced."
"Well, he is young," First Gen Gwen pointed out with a smile. "Honestly, he's doing pretty well for his age. Remember how the Green Goblin kicked your ass in the screen before?"
"That—!" First Gen Spider-Man coughed, crossing his arms. "That was different! I wasn't taking him seriously!"
Gwen chuckled. "Sure, sure."
Unfazed, First Gen Spider-Man clenched his fist and smirked. He had come a long way. He was stronger now—more skilled. And the fight unfolding before them? It was far from over.
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