Tony look down at the transmitter as the Doom Bot continued its circular pattern around the edge of the clearing, trying to balance his body against the lumbering movement of the Bot. There had to be some weakness, time was running out. Suddenly, the Doom Bot lurched to the side crashing against the trees Tony felt himself falling off the head and sliding down the front of the Bot he saw a flash of red white and blue spinning away. The transmitter halted his fall, at least now I can have a closer look he thought.
Thankfully the Doom Bot was no longer moving, Cap's shield having cracked the knee joint on one leg. The fall against the tree appeared to have also knocked the transmitter casing loose. The gap was just large enough for Tony to stick head through he could just make out the wiring and circuits that made up the internal workings of the transmitter.
I could build this better drunk and in my sleep, now all I need to do is disrupt the circuit and that should be the end of it he thought. With a bit of wriggling and twisting he managed to get inside the Doom Bot ignoring the pain in his side from where he caught it on the sharp metal of the casing. Hooking his claws around the first set wires he tugged on them until they parted from the circuit board, he continued with the remaining wires only stopping when the lights on the digital display went out. Sitting amongst the wires he listened to the sounds of the other Doom Bots crashing to the ground.
Right time to move, need to get out of here don't want to end up on the Doom Bot scrap heap, the only problem with that thought was his aching side and his poor abused claws just wanted him to stay put. Struggling to his feet he forced himself back through the hole in transmitter casing and lay panting on the top. Tony checked his broken claws there was not much he could do about them, the wound on his side thankfully did not look to deep, it was only oozing a small amount of blood and looked to be about an inch in length. Cat instincts took over again and he started licking at the wound and surrounding fur, it was gross but he felt better when the cut and his fur were clear of blood.
Phil was watching the monitors in the mobile command centre, when the Doom Bots all collapsed he saw the looks of surprise on the faces of the Avengers. There had to be an explanation for the collapse it just seemed to easy, this kind of technical failure usually only happened when Iron Man was around. He felt a moment of unease there was no way it was possible for Tony to be here but then again the impossible happened a lot around Tony Stark. Directing his team of agents to start getting the clear up operation underway he made his way through the trees to the clearing the Hulk out bag in his hand
After passing the bag off to a very naked Dr Banner, Phil looked around at all the fallen Doom Bots there was only one that was still standing looking as though it were leaning on a tree, there was something different about it so he started towards it the other avengers following. Up close he saw the device on the front of it a quick scan of the surrounding Bots showed it was the only one with it. This was the Doom Bot that needed to be taken back to Shield for investigation. Passing his instructions over his communicator to the other agents he was just about to turn away when he spotted movement on the Bot.
"Anthony Edward Stark! Get your furry butt down here right now! You are in so much trouble I just knew there was something not right with all this." Phil shouted.
Oh shit! He's going to kill me, what am I going to do? Need to get away, running is good, hiding is good! Owwwwwwwwwwwww! That hurts, need new plan, Ok I can do this, it's not that far down, slide, fall and hope Phil is not to mad to catch me. Tony closed his eyes and eased himself over the side letting go gravity took effect and he felt himself sliding down faster and faster, a brief moment of weightlessness and then two firm hands were plucking him out of the air.
Tony was disorientated when he woke up the first time, everything was blurry and his head felt too heavy for the rest of his body, he drifted back off to sleep. When he next woke he could see he was back in his penthouse suite, huh I don't remember there being bars on the windows going to have words with Pepper, no redesigning the interior anymore without my approval.
He stood up aware of the soreness in his right paw, something pulled on his side as he stretched, turning to look he let out yowl of shock when he was met with a patch of bare skin and a neat row of tiny stitches. It all came flooding back, after Phil had caught him he had taken Tony back to the command centre, ordered another agent to find him the address of good vet and soon he had been whisked away in one of the black Shield SUVs. He could only guess at what had happened after the Vet and Phil had finally managed to get hold of him again after his escape attempt at the Vet's Office.
Well time to face the music, he knew Phil was really angry with him he had not spoken at all in the car or at the Vets. Better go find him perhaps he could play the sympathy card, who would be able to resist a poor injured kitty cat. Tony limped forward but was bought to an abrupt stop when his nose hit the bars he had noticed earlier, it did not make any sense he was not at the window the sofa was still in front of him, turning round paced back the other way once again to be halted by thin metal bars. Turning in a circle he quickly realised that he was surrounded on all sides and looking up he saw more bars.
Nooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww wwwww! He could not believe it they had put him in a cage!