Chapter 7- There's just one thing on my mind

The only thing that Tyler registered when he woke up coherently was the pain in his chest. It was a dull throbbing, not too bad but still a slight discomfort. When his eyes focused he felt his breath catch and he began to panic. He was in the middle of a dark room that stank of blood and other bodily fluids, the only sources of light were from a light above him and whatever filtered in from the slats in the ceiling.

That's when he looked down, only to find himself restrained to a wooden chair with wires snaking up it. Wires...oh fuck...wires meant electricity...and electricity meant pacemaker inference. He started kicking his legs and moving his arms frantically. Anything to make sure his pacemaker didn't short out. If it did, his heart could arrhythmia. But nothing he did seemed to move the restraints.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Raza's voice sneered near his left ear and he whipped his head around to see the smiling Islamic man. He opened his mouth to yell something obscene at him but froze when he felt something cold and metal pressed to the side of his head. A gun, oh shit, the guy had a gun. Then Tyler swallowed his fear and stared down the man before saying two words.

"Fuck you."

The next moment, he found himself in a bucket of icy water. Something heavy was holding his head in the water and it burned, oh god it burned. He needed air! But it wouldn't move so Tyler struggled, trying to flail hard enough to knock off whatever was holding him down but, that only used up his precious air faster. It was only when black spots began to swim in his eyes that they ripped his head back up.

He sputtered and coughed frantically, gasping for air before they shoved his face in the water again. This time ice chips went up his nose and it stung like crazy. He was crying before they brought him back up again. Gasping for sweet air. Raza's swimming face swirled in his blurry vision along with his wicked smile.

"What do you have to say now?"

Raza laughed and Tyler smiled weakly as he spoke in a raspy voice.

"Téigh transa ort féin!" (Go fuck yourself!)

He hissed and then his vision went black as the butt of a gun was slammed into the back of his head.

-PlaceSkip-

"Look, Stark. We're trying our best to find Anthony, but there's only so much we can do while we have no outlying area to search for him."

"No Fury, you listen to me! First of all, his name is TYLER, not ANTHONY! Second of all, my son is out there with a group of TERRORISTS! And you can't find him because you don't know where to search?!"

Tony yelled at Fury, his eyes alight in anger and worry but Fury just sat there quietly and waited for him to calm down. Steve, Bruce, Clint, Natasha and Thor were all standing behind Tony, giving silent support to the genius while they glared at Fury. Suddenly a young agent with curly dark hair and creamy dark skin ran in. She was panting as she whispered.

"Director, you have a video call."

She whimpered and Fury waved her off, not bothering to really speak to the young woman who couldn't have been more than twenty.

"Tell Hill to take care of it."

He ordered but the young agent gulped audibly and this time spoke loudly when she said.

"They are claiming to have Anthony Jacobi in captivity."

She replied and Fury's eyes bugged and he was speechless as Tony screamed at the girl.

"Put it on screen!"

-PlaceSkip-

The next time Tyler came too, his head was being dunked in the bucket of water again. He gasped before realizing he was underwater. The freezing water scalded his lungs and he was hacking and vomiting the moment they ripped his head from the water again.

"M-MAMMY!"

He sobbed before they shoved him back under again, this time more forcefully and his head smashed against the bottom, which made dark spots swim in front of his eyes but they did pull him up.

"TYLER!"

He heard his Da scream but his ears were so waterlogged he had no idea where it was coming from at all. He tried to cry to his Da but someone from behind him grabbed a piece of cloth and tied it around his mouth tightly. He blinked blearily around the room before his eyes settled on the huge screen in front of them, where his Da's face was looking at him along with several of the Avengers.

"Look what I found all alone at home, Stark."

Raza's voice crooned silkily as a cold metal object was pressed against Tyler's temple again, Tyler made a keening noise from behind his gag but his father dint understand hat he was trying to say.

"Raza! If you fucking touch him again, I will take joy as I rip you limb from limb!"

Tony snarled into the screen, looking angrier than Tyler had ever seen him before as he stared daggers at Raza, who just laughed at his father's outburst.

"Ahhh...Tony Stark, angry as ever. Lets not forget how I killed that stupid doctor... What was his name again? Yinsang? Jensen?"

Raza just sneered as Tyler struggled feebly, trying to get across the message that was a trap, he knew it was a trap. It had to be. But his father was taking the bait.

"Yinsen."

He hissed under his breath and Raza smiled, pressing the gun harder onto Tyler's head. He let out an involuntary whimper.

"Let's see if your son can say hello to him for you."

He laughed and Tony let out an animalistic screech as he looked at them.

"What do you want, Raza?!"

Tony cried and Raza just smiled openly, letting a dark chuckle escape his mouth and Tyler's eyes widened.

"To see you suffer."

Raza hissed then nodded to a man next to Tyler's chair who slammed a button on the back of it. Suddenly he screamed as his body began to burn all over, from the inside. It was the worse agony he had ever felt in his seventeen years of life and he didn't even noticed the hot tears pouring down his face. His body began to shake as the pulses of electricity made him flail about. While inside his chest, the little machine that was designed to help him, his pacemaker, was shocking his already weak and fluttery heart into an arrhythmia.