Tony's face was shoved into a bucket of water. He panicked and couldn't breathe. He was pulled out of the water, water pouring down his face as he gasped for air. He spit water out of his mouth, and was shoved back into the water.
He felt the metal plate in his chest spark, the wires unable to handle the water. He heard Pepper's voice in his head calling, "Tony!" When he was pulled out again, he began fighting. "Jericho!" the terrorists shouted in chorus. Tony reluctantly agreed.
They hurried him outside with a burlap sack over his head. He clutched the car battery tightly in his arms. When they reached the mouth of the cave, they pulled the sack off his head.
He looked around, his eyes adjusting to the light. They were obviously in the mountains. The man behind him pushed for him to go, knocking him into another man, who steadied him. Tony staggered dazedly down the incline. He was vaguely aware that the girl was behind him.
He looked around the camp. Makeshift tents covered stacks of Stark Industries weapons. Tony was horrified. He continued walking until he came to a stop in front of the leader, who quickly said something in Arabic. The girl translated. "He, uh, wants to know what you think."
Tony looked back to the leader and said, "I think you've got a lot of my weapons." The man said something else as he walked around Tony, gesturing all the while. "He says, um, they have everything you need to build the Jericho missile," the girl interpreted. "He wants you to make the list of materials."
The man said something else. "He says, uh, for you to start working immediately, and when you are done, he will set you free," the girl said. The leader tilted his head and held out a hand for Tony to shake. Tony shook the hand, smiling. "No he won't," Tony said. The girl nodded and smiled. "No he won't."
The leader nodded and smiled broadly. Tony looked over his shoulder and saw the ranks of armed men, with the man he thought to be the real leader standing among them. He knew, in that moment, that he would never build the Jericho, and that he was going to escape.
Tony sat, staring into the fire, wrapped up in a coat with a hat on his head in the chilly cave. "I'm sure they're looking for you, Stark," the girl said, walking behind him. "But they will never find you in these mountains." The girl sat down across the fire from Tony.
"Look, what you just saw, that is your legacy, Stark. Your life's work, in the hands of those murderers! Is that how you want to go out? Is this the last act of defiance of the great Tony Stark? Or are you going to do something about it?"
"I shouldn't do anything. They're gonna kill me, you, either way, and if they don't I'll probably be dead in a week." "Well then," the girl said in an odd voice. "This is a very important week for you, isn't it? Hm?"