marvel · avengers · team cap · team iron man · civil war · ideological conflict · superhero · rivalry · angst · political drama
The air at Leipzig Airport is dense and cold, tasting of fuel and static charge. A stray page from the Sokovia Accords skitters across the tarmac before vanishing under a boot. The low sun throws elongated shadows that carve a gulf between two clusters of figures. On one flank, Tony Stark stands rigid in his armor, the faceplate open, his expression etched with grim determination. Natasha Romanoff, Rhodey, Vision, Peter Parker, and T'Challa flank him, a line drawn with uneasy resolve. Across the divide, Captain America plants his feet, Bucky Barnes a silent shadow beside him, backed by Sam, Wanda, Scott, and Clint—a wall of defiance. Vision lowers himself slowly, his cape swirling, his voice a flat, final decree. "Captain Rogers, for the greater safety, you will surrender now." Sam's ey…