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Not Betad, every mistake is my own
Note: English is not my first lanuage.
Hi everyone,
This story is written with the thought that Clint doesnt actually enjoy killing. It is a necessity and his job. And Bruce has at least a little control over the hulk.
Hope you enjoy it :)
Tony and Bruce are kidnapped by an old employer of Hawkeye. Forcing Clint to kill to get his teammates back.
'See Bruce. It is good to be away from the tower.' Tony was cheerful. Both the doctors had traveled to Europe to attend to a congress. Bruce had had his doubts, he hadn't left the tower since the battle of New York, but in the end Tony had convinced him to come. He couldn't say no to Tony anyway. The billionaire was the first to accept him for whom and what he was. He had to give credit to the team as well; they hadn't been far behind Tony.
'Yes Tony. It was a good idea.' And it had been. Bruce had enjoyed himself, even though he was constantly on guard. It terrified him that he might Hulk out, as Tony put it, at the congress. Tony had been on his best behavior. The billionaire hadn't poked him at all.
'I told you that you don't have to remain locked up in the tower.' Tony had tried to get Bruce to leave the tower on occasion and until now Bruce had refused.
Bruce just nodded. He didn't necessarily agree with Tony. He still had his flight mentality. He enjoyed staying at the tower. He just couldn't help himself; he doubted he wouldn't break New York if he lost control.
They had been in Europe for three days already, so far without incident. Tony had flown them in his private jet. The congress ended today and Bruce couldn't wait until they were back in New York, back in the tower. Home. The alter ego of the hulk was surprised he could call anything home. He had enjoyed Europe, but today he had this feeling that he was being watched. He was familiar with the feeling and he didn't like it one bit.
He said as much to Tony, who just shrugged. 'People always watch me. They're just fans. Probably.' He added cheerfully. 'Besides. We are leaving tonight. Nothing is going to happen.'
The words had just left the billionaire's mouth, when Bruce felt Tony stiffen beside him. 'What?' He turned to Tony. Tony had paled; a man was standing behind the billionaire and was whispering something in his ear.
'Tony? What is going on?' Bruce was starting to panic and panic and Bruce didn't really go well together.
'Calm down doctor. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen.' The man behind Tony said. He made a small move and Tony whimpered.
Bruce tried desperately to remember all his yoga lessons. He took a deep breath and counted to ten. He looked around him. All these people didn't deserve him hulking out. Besides he couldn't be sure that Tony wouldn't be hurt in the process.
'What do you want?' Bruce asked. Tony tried very hard not to freak out.
'That isn't important at the moment.' The man gave a fake smile. 'Now you two are coming with me. Doctor, if you would be so kind and walk in front of us.'
Bruce looked at Tony. Tony was trying hard not to panic. Knife. The billionaire mouthed. Bruce nodded. Tony had no way to deploy the suit from the jet, without getting killed in the process. He would have to go through this completely human. Bruce took a deep breath and calmed himself. If he made a wrong move Tony would be sliced open.
'Where to?' Bruce asked trying and failing to keep the terror from his voice.
'Just walk to the exit. I'll tell you where to go from there.' Was the response.
Bruce moved to obey. He started walking ahead of Tony. He heard Tony and their captor follow. He couldn't believe that anyone was stupid enough to capture the hulk. Apparently Tony agreed.
'Do you know who we are? You can't believe that this is going to work?' Tony said.
'I know exactly who you are. I suggest you stop talking Mr. Stark.'
Tony whimpered again. 'Ow you didn't have to do that.' Tony protested. His voice very low and laced with pain. Bruce had to take a deep breath again. How was he supposed to prevent hulking out if this man hurt Tony? Once Bruce focused on finding the exit, they were outside fairly quickly.
'Where to?' Bruce asked again without looking behind him.
A van stopped in front of them. 'Never mind.' Bruce muttered. Not that anyone was paying attention to him. The door was opened.
'Get in Dr. Banner.'
So they really did know who they were kidnapping. Bruce couldn't help but wonder why him. Bruce looked behind him. Tony had his hand against his back, when he noticed Bruce watching him the billionaire pulled his hand away. He showed it to Bruce for a moment before placing the hand back against his back. Blood.
Bruce heart rate sped up. He couldn't believe that Tony wanted him to hulk out. That was the only explanation Bruce could come up with.
'I wouldn't do that doctor.' The man noticed the change in Bruce demeanor.
'I'm trying.' Bruce closed his eyes. He counted to ten and when that didn't work to hundred. He slowly but surely felt his heartbeat slow. He couldn't give into the hulk. When he opened his eyes the man was staring at him.
'Get in the van doctor.'
Bruce nodded and followed the orders. He climbed into the back of the van. How very cliché. He thought. There was a second man already in the van he was holding a gun. Bruce pointedly decided to ignore him. Their captor pulled Tony in behind him. The door closed and Bruce felt the van drive away. Their captor looked at him and at Tony, he held his hand out. The second man held out a syringe. Bruce felt his eyes widen.
Their captor noticed. 'Relax doctor. It isn't for you.' And he promptly injected Tony in his neck.
'Hee..' Tony managed to cry out before the world went black and he fell unconscious.
Bruce just was surprised; he couldn't believe they would knock out Tony and not him. Although nobody could be sure a sedative would work on him. He was pulled from his musings as a pair of handcuffs was thrown his way.
'Cuff yourself.'
Again Bruce could only watch in surprise. Handcuffs would never hold the hulk in place. Why would they even bother with him?
'Just cuff yourself doctor. Don't waste your time on the why just yet.'
Bruce slowly cuffed his right hand. He made sure he put the cuff on tightly enough. He picked up the other half and stared at his captor questioningly.
'Just in front of you will do. I'm not crazy doctor. I know the hulk would break the cuffs with ease. Let me remind you that we are in Paris one of the largest capitals in Europe. Think about how many victims that would mean if you hulk out.'
Bruce focused on tightening the cuff. He had told Tony that himself. His friend had told him that he would be fine. And until now he had managed to stay in control.
'Why are you doing this?' Bruce asked once the cuffs were tightened.
Their captor didn't even check the cuffs. 'You are asking the wrong question doctor. But I'll humor you. The simple answer: revenge.'
No Clint yet, that will come in the next chapter.
Provided ofcourse if you want me to continue with this storyline.
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