"Good afternoon Mr. Stark, shall we start another session or are you ready to cooperate with us now?" It was the same man from earlier this morning. Green eyes, dark brown hair, about 6'2". Tony figured that he would need to know some details of his captors, that way when he next talked to Steve he could tell him more than they knew already. "We do apologize for having caused you pain earlier but it was necessary in order for us to get our point across. We arevery serious when we say we want what is ours."
Tony sat up on the cot he had been laying on. Grateful to have closed the program that he had been using to talk to Steve, Bruce, and Natasha. "Well I can't honestly say I believe that statement but hey if you say so." He shrugged his shoulders despite the pain and watched warily as the man slowly moved towards him. "I'll not convince Steve to make a choice." Not when I have a pretty good idea that it's him you want. "I've been through worse than what happened today, so I guess you can say that I am not going to cooperate." Tony shrugged his shoulders again and rolled his eyes, he knew his arrogant act irritated this man. Every time he would give a flip response the others eyes would narrow with displeasure. If Tony had known now what this man was truly capable of he may have rethought his strategy, as it was he was Tony Stark aka Iron Man and he wasn't giving in with out a fight. He didn't take threats to his loved ones lightly either and was willing to do what ever it took to protect them even if it meant sacrificing himself.
"Very well then, it is unfortunate that you have decided on this course of action however it is understood." He waved his hand towards the two men that had walked in with him. One moved to the foot of the bed unlocking the chains on Tony's legs while the other stood by Tony's side. "We do not have plans to use the whips this session, however the water is just as effective. Especially since your cuts from earlier have not quite healed and adding salt to the water is no big issue." He studied Tony for a moment, glanced at the laptop then spoke to the other two men. "You will remain shackled this time Mr. Stark, for your own safety of course, until you have either given us the information we are seeking or Captain America has given us what is rightfully ours."
Tony looked up sharply, he wasn't sure if the other man realized what he said ...Captain America has given us what is rightfully ours. So they were after Steve, well they won't get him. Tony vowed silently but right now he was going to see how much more the other man was willing to tell. "You guys keep saying you want what is rightfully yours but The Winter soldier doesn't belong to HYDRA. There is another reason you're after him isn't there? What is it you really want?" He had a feeling that they wanted the serum that ran through Steve's veins and if that was the case then they were going to have to take it over his cold, dead body. He would not willing deliver Steve to these fanatics for any reason. No matter how glorious they felt their cause to be.
Green eyes stared at Tony and a small smile crept over his face, "Interesting, we were told you were extremely intelligent despite what reports said about you. Very well, since we don't anticipate you leaving anytime soon I feel I can tell you the truth." He waited until he had Tony's full attention as well as ignoring the looks from the other two men in the room. Looks that seemed to convey concern as well as trepidation. "Yes, we want The Winter Soldier. He belongs to Division X, it was us who found him and revived him. Saved him, albeit by means most would deem unorthodox but saved his life nonetheless. We also want the serum created by Dr. Erskine. Which would require your precious Captain America." He finished the last with a slight sneer to his voice and a derisive curve of his upper lip. "By taking you he will have no other choice but to come for you, give us The Winter Soldier and himself. He is known for his self sacrifices and his love for you is not unknown, no matter how much you all would like to believe. Ever since the very first encounter between Captain America and The Winter Soldier, we have been keeping tabs on them both. Despite HYDRA's public embarrassment we did not disappear as most would like to believe. We knew the moment you became the super soldiers weakness, learned both of your daily routines and just simply had to bide our time. So you see, as valuable as you are we are not truly after you although you do help our cause greatly." He stood up and motioned for the two men standing next to Tony to help him up and keep him shackled. "Maybe you will feel more inclined to talk once we are done with this session." He watched Tony with a dark look on his face. The other man didn't like him and did not try to hide it.
"He won't give you what you want, Ste..Captain America is an Avenger and they do not negotiate with terrorists. So I guess I'll be a guest here for awhile. Either until they come for me and kill you guys or you kill me which in turn will cause them to retaliate against you and you all will still be killed. So you see either way it goes, this does not end well for any of you. Besides, Captain America in love with a man?" Despite the guards cuffing his hands and then dragging him out of the room and down a hallway, Tony scoffed even though inside he was shaking. Steve would never forgive himself if Tony died at the hands of his captors, justice would be swift and deadly but Steve...he was to warmhearted to pure to believe that this wasn't some how his fault, he would blame himself. "He is straight so I'm not sure where you got your inform..." Tony drifted off as he was led into a room that looked much like the one from earlier, the only difference was that there seemed to be a video camera set up in front of the hole and crane. That wasn't what had caught Tony's attention however. There was a picture on the wall, the scene was one Tony knew better than anyone in the room. Going pale, he glanced down at his ring and remembered the promise he had made to Steve before he had closed the window...You're ring...our ring will not leave my finger unless you take it from me or I'm dead. Don't forget that Steve never forget what you mean to me. The picture was of him and Steve, they had taken a vacation in Italy for their one year anniversary. It was the day Steve had shown him the rings he'd had made for them. Tony's was vibranium, the same metal as Steve's shield and Steve's was palladium, the same metal as Tony's reactor.
He stumbled as one of the guards pushed him further into the room. "How...how did you get that picture?" There had been a few people around that day who had recognized them but not as Iron Man or Captain America but as Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. No one knew of the rings except for himself, Steve and the ring maker Steve had gone to. Steve had said they were promise rings, that until they both decided to take them off they would always find a way to work things out no matter how bad or what needed to be done. They would see everything through together. Tony had agreed with the sentiment and had actually persuaded Steve to spend the day outside and naked at their villa. Making love, eating, teasing each other, and talking...about everything they could find to talk about. "There is no way you could have that picture, there was no one with us when..." Tony whispered softly, brokenly as he drifted off and thought back to that day. There hadn't been anyone suspicious around them or so Tony had thought. From the picture in front of him he was beginning to see just how thorough his captors had been. He looked around the room at the other faces there. Blank impassive stares looked back at him. When he looked back over at the picture it had changed. Shock caused him to momentarily forget that he was about to be tortured. The new picture was more recent, one of him and Steve asleep at the Tower in their bed. The big blond man had his arm thrown over Tony's waist and under his head pressing Tony against his chest while Tony had a leg wrapped around Steve's waist and had held him while they slept, a light sheet covering them both. They had been talking about mundane things after having just come down from an intense orgasm. "I wouldn't mind a punching bag set that didn't break every time I hit it to hard." Steve had whispered against Tony's curls. "I keep trying not to bust them but it's not working to well." He had run a hand up and down Tony's side gently. "Well we can see what can be done old man." Tony had replied breathlessly. He didn't have Steve's ability to regain control so fast of his bodily functions. "You want one where if you do hit it hard it will measure the strength as well or just one that won't come apart from a hit by a super soldier?" Tony had teased him mercilessly about his strength, until Steve had shut him up by kissing him until all he could do was submit.
The sound of someone clearing their throat directly behind Tony caused him to jump. He hadn't noticed them hooking his cuffs up to the hook and crane or that anyone was standing so close to him. He flinched away trying to see who was behind him. Grey eyes, blond hair, as tall as I am. He made another mental note to tell Steve, if he was able to talk to him again. He watched as the pictures continuously changed, holding his attention. When he was lifted in the air, his arms and back protested the action. Hissing between his teeth Tony glared down at his captors then let out a pained gasp as he felt his back light up with fire.
"We didn't plan to use the whips but you seemed to enjoy them so much last time we decided to use them again." The man with the green eyes stated, a maniacal look in his eyes as he snapped the whip by his side. Smiling at Tony he continued talking. "We do not expect you to cooperate Mr. Stark so we will use coercion to get what we want. The video camera is to make sure our actions are documented in the event proof is needed and the pictures are proof for you Mr. Stark that we know who you are and just how much you mean to Captain Rogers." He was standing behind Tony snapping the whip. He seemed to be enjoying the taunting and Tony's obvious discomfort.
"He will not give you what you want. How many more times do I have to tell you Captain America..." Tony's voice failed him as the man with the green eyes had struck him across the back with the whip. The end flaying his skin open. Tony jerked with the pain, biting the inside of his mouth to keep from crying out. Ohgod, ohgodohgod this hurts worse than last time. Tony's pain filled brain was trying to adjust to the feeling but was failing miserably as he was struck continuously.
"Razor Blades Mr. Stark, laced with lemon juice, in case you're wondering why this hurts more than last time. We decided to up our persuasive methods." He snapped the whip across Tony's back again taking pleasure in the jerk of Tony's body and his muffled moan of pain. He beat him mercilessly until his shirt was shredded, his back covered in blood, and Tony was hoarse from crying out in pain.
Shaking, Tony refused to give in to his tormentors but couldn't help crying out as the pain became to much for him. His hands were burning from gripping the rope to tightly and his back was on fire. Then he felt the crane move. The water...the man with the green eyes had said they would be adding salt to the water. Looking over to his right he saw the man with the grey eyes watching him, studying him. "We did not add salt to the water Mr. Stark, we feel that the blades and juice are enough...For now." He didn't really know what it was he was looking for but wasn't given much time to think about it as he was lowered into the ice water. Shaking with pain Tony gasped as he felt the water rush up his body then over his head. They had dropped him in the water without warning and he wasn't prepared for the shock of the cold as it hit his body. He had enough time to suck in a deep breath before he went under. Tony tried to adjust to the cold but his entire body seemed to rebel against him. He jerked his hands against the cuffs pulling as hard as he could until he felt the rope tighten and he began the slow ascent out of the water. When they had finally pulled him out he was gasping and choking for air as he spit water out of his mouth. His back was on fire from the lashing and his wrists burning from the cuffs chaffing them. Shaking from the ice water and pain Tony tried to refocus his thoughts, he knew they weren't done with him yet. Gasping for breath he looked at his captors with a glare. "You can do your worst but The Avengers will...not...negotiate..." The words left his lips as he gasped.
Tony heard a dark chuckle behind him as the sound of the whip cracking echoed through the room. "The Avengers do not need to negotiate with us Mr. Stark just Captain Rogers and we are sure that once he sees this video he will be willing to do just about anything to get you back. Even if it means giving us his best friend as well as forfeiting his life for yours." The man with the green eyes was definitely taking delight in torturing Tony. He snapped the whip in rapid succession watching as Tony's back muscles tightened in anticipation.
Tony sucked in a quick breath, waiting for the strike of the whip. He'd been struck with a whip before but it had been by Steve and that was usually during some of their more kinkier nights. This, this was not the same thing and Tony knew it. This was meant to hurt and break him, something he would fight the entire way. "Even if the tape is seen," teeth chattering Tony struggled to finish his statement "You have no guarantee's that any type of agreement will be made." Tony knew he was bluffing, he knew Steve would do anything to get him back even if it meant sacrificing himself for Tony and that was something he was not going to let happen. He would die before he would let Steve make that type of choice, so he would hold on as long as he could and pray that Steve kept his promise to find him and save him. There was no doubt that promise would be kept no matter what Steve had to do, he just hoped he was alive to see him again. Despite his hope however the snapping of the whip didn't help his nerves. Nor did the constant slide show in front of him, pictures of him and Steve or just Steve by himself. Some where of Bruce and Tony in the park or at the labs at Stark Industries and some were of Pepper and the other Avengers. When a picture of Bucky came up Tony couldn't help the rage that coursed through him. He knew it was irrational to feel the way he did but he couldn't help it, he thought back to the file he had read and if it was to be believed Bucky may have killed his parents and now he may die because of him as well. Tony wasn't afraid of dying, not really but he didn't relish the thought of not being able to see Steve again...to tell him how he really felt. He wished... before the thought could be completed his back was on fire again and he jerked from the pain. Gritting his teeth Tony tightened his hands around the rope as tightly as possible and bit back a moan of pain. He knew green eyes was getting off on his pain and he refused to give in willingly. When the whip struck again tho Tony couldn't help the whimper that slipped out. The blades were cutting his back open as if they were flaying fish. He wasn't sure how long he was beaten, his mind was foggy with pain and his voice was hoarse from screaming. When he felt the crane move him over the water hole again he almost sighed with relief until he remembered last time. They had dropped him in and almost drowned him before bringing him back up.
Tony tried to look around the room but he couldn't focus beyond the fire blazing from his back and along the nerves of his body. His shoulders hurt from being in one position for so long and he couldn't really feel his hands anymore from gripping the rope so tightly. He could feel the decent towards the ice cold water and the only thing he could think was Steve...ohgod Steve, please please save me!