When Tony came around for the umpteenth time in a row, he was really getting tired of being unconscious. Sure, it might've been better than the alternative of getting tortured, but it was beginning to get too damn disorienting. Seriously, he honestly had no clue how long he's been abducted for. Hell, he was getting kind of worried that maybe Rhodey might go on a rampage and destroy Fury for all he knew. However, what confused Tony the most was why Hammer hadn't taken the opportunity to finish him off yet. If it was one thing that Tony was sure of, Hammer was out for his head. Hammer wanted revenge. So why hasn't he killed Tony yet? The billionaire saw how much his enemy was itching for it, so why wait?

Opening his eyes, Tony looked around the dark room, noticing a few things that he hadn't noticed before. For one, he was able to feel his aching limbs and he was able to strain against the ropes that held him down. Feeling sharp pain throughout his body, Tony was beginning to wish that Hammer had given him more of that immobilizer. Sure he might've felt the pain while he was on it, but at least it prevented him from moving. Moving just aggravated the pain more.

Doing a mental check of his injuries, Tony felt his forearms on fire and he didn't like the feeling of that one bit. It's an indication of the extraction sites, that Hammer had made, may be infected. That's what scared him the most. Dying from a mere wound infection was a crappy way to go, in his opinion.

Continuing with his mental check-up, Tony noticed his jaw felt stiff, his back felt like it was blistering, and that his wrists had some serious rope burn. You better be damned if you didn't think it hurt like a bitch.

Straining against the ropes, Tony felt a sharp pinch in his arm, and he looked down to see an IV implanted in the creased of his right arm.

"What the hell?" Tony wondered.

"Oh, don't worry, it's just some fluids," Hammer's voice startled the shit out of him. "Can't have you dying on me just yet." A lamp clicked on in the corner of the room. "Good to see you awake, Stark."

"Yeah, I'm not feeling so lucky," Tony retorted, letting it look like he relaxed into the back of the chair.

"Now, you see, that personally offends me," Hammer stood up. "And here I thought that we were finally becoming friends."

"If we're friends, you have got to work on your social skills," Tony snorted.

"I think I'm doing pretty good, thank you very much," Hammer crossed his arms, his eyes sparkling in amusement.

"Why the hell don't you just finish me off already, Hammer? I'm getting pretty tired of this game of yours," The billionaire sighed.

"Where's the fun in that? I haven't finished what I started yet," Justin clucked his tongue in disappointment.

"And what exactly is it that you have started?" Tony raised an eyebrow at his captor. "How'd you put it? Break me? Is that your endgame? Well congratulations, you have. Now just kill me already."

"Sounds like somebody is eager for death," Hammer chuckled. "Hate to break it to you, Stark, but you're far from Death's doorstep at the moment. You see, breaking you is just the first step of my plan with you."

"Now, that just sounds plain creepy," Tony mocked a scared tone. "I've had worse, Hammer. Try me."

"Okay, fine." Hammer walked up to the billionaire. "What about that kid that you helped out a few years ago? I believe it was during the Mandarin incident. What was his name? It seems to have slipped my mind," Hammer pretended to think. He snapped his fingers, "Oh right, Harley Keener."

Tony tensed up for a split second before stuttering, "I don't know who you're talking about."

Justin laughed in delight. "It seems that I have finally struck a personal spot! Tell me, Tony, what are you gonna do if I just send someone up to his doorstep and have them shoot him on the spot? Let's call it... A little gift from 'The Mechanic.'"

Tony pulled against the ropes as he growled, "Don't you dare, or I swear to god I will kill you."

"And how are you gonna do that?" Hammer challenged.

"Trust me, Hammer, you don't want to mess with me."

"Seeing as how I've got you tied to a chair, I'll take my chances," Justin shot back. He walked back over to the table and grabbed a tablet. "Let's see... Remember the Battle of New York? I heard you almost died. Pretty much a shame you didn't, though. Would've saved me the trouble. Remember this?" Hammer showed him a video of Captain America and him fighting some Chitauri on the ground. Tony bounced his repulsor off of Steve's shield and fried a bunch of the aliens. "I can see the way you care for him, you know. You see him as a brother despite all that you've been through. Despite all that he's done to you. What would you do if it was him that I killed first."

Tony sat rigid in his chair. "You wouldn't dare."

"Would I?" Hammer raised an eyebrow at him.

"You do that and I wouldn't be the only one after your head," Tony warned in a cold tone.

"Who else do I have to worry about, the Avengers?" Hammer scoffed. "I'd like to see them catch me."

Tony studied his enemy for a second before realizing something. Hammer wasn't ready for battle, he was using these things to poke him in all the right places.

"You're finding this amusing," Tony was genuinely surprised.

"Of course I am, this is far too amusing. Checking off all of your biggest failures and also seeing how they still haunt your waking hours along with your sleeping ones... it's far too priceless," Hammer flashed him a wicked grin.

"You're sick," Tony spat.

"I feel quite well, thank you very much," Hammer retorted. He flipped through a few things on his tablet once more. "Oh, this is a good one!" Hammer showed him the tablet of his mansion being blown up. Dragging him into the ocean along with it. "Giving your home address to a terrorist. And I thought I was the dumb one."

Tony felt his heart race at watching the footage. First New York, now the mansion, then threatening his family... Harley... He was fighting down his raging emotions that threatened to overwhelm them.

"Oh and this one!" Hammer laughed in delight.

This was a footage that Tony hadn't seen. It was a footage of Peter... He seemed to be trapped under some sort of rubble and he was screaming for help.

"What... what did you do?" Tony's voice cracked.

If he wasn't so out of it, Tony might've noticed the mischief in Hammer's eyes.

"No, Tony... what did you do?" Hammer threw his question back in his face.

"If you hurt him..." Tony threatened.

"Who says I already haven't?" Hammer smirked.

I'm sorry if this chapter seemed a little rushed and fast paced. I wanted to give you guys something before Hurricane Irma hits tomorrow and I don't know when I'll be able to update again. Probably within a few weeks or so, hopefully sooner. Depends if the power lines are damaged in the storm. Plus, I was already one week behind in posting and I didn't want to fall two weeks behind.

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