Chapter 6

"Now who wants to bleed first? It's a hard decision to make considering I hate both off you equally"

Both Clint and Scott were now tried to wooden chairs than had been bolted to the floor and put in position so both Avengers were facing each other. William paced up and down the centre eyeing both men as he went. " We could take the easy option, let us go than we can all go home and forget the whole thing I would really like that decision" said Scott who's response was met by mad stare from Clint.

William stopped in front of Scott and bent down so their eyes were level with each others "Cute but not an option you see I have a real kick out of seeing people bleed" The remark made a shiver run down Scoot's spine but he didn't show how much this guy was actually scaring him. " I think you seriously need to consider choosing a new hobby"

Their captor again began to laugh and shook his head before looking back at the brunette " And I think that duct tape hanging from your mouth although funny is really distracting, you trying to impersonate the crazy frog or something" With that William reached up and roughly yanked the tape from Scott's mouth cause him to yelp out by the sudden action and also by the fact the top layer of skin on his tongue, lip and chin had been ripped away.

"Hey scumbag you think you are tough attacking a defenceless man when he can't fight back. Come over here and face me I will knock that fucking stupid grin off your face or are you still the snivelling worm I remember" barked Clint who began fighting against his bounds. William turned and grinned at Clint; slowly the man walked back in the centre of the pair but didn't take his eyes off the archer.

"I'm tempted Hawkeye very very tempted but unfortunately this time I will have to decline your offer because as they say blood is thicker than water" The villain turned and make his way back over to Scott much to the protests off Clint " Fuck you Cross come here and face me you fucking douchebag.

"Now now my dear boy it will soon be your turn just have a little patience and plus I have a few questions I need you to answer for me first" At this point William was completely standing over the defenceless Scott, wide eyed the Avengers could only stare up in complete terror. His entire body was numb and his heart felt like it was going to burst out off his chest at any given second. ``You've gone a bit quiet Scotty boy I hope I didn't accidently rip out you entire tongue when I took the duct tape off you" laughed William.

"Now let's begin I am thinking we should start this as clean as possible to begin with and then work are way up to more gruesome measure" William turn and walked over to a cart that had been brought in at the same time as the chairs had and on it were a wide variety of tools. Scanning his hand over the instruments William finally settled on and picked up a white towel, casually he walked back over to Scott with it and motioning to one off his body guards in the process. The guard complied and left the room.

"Now this is how this is going to work, Clint you will already know the rules. You answers some very important question I have while Scott here sits back looking pretty". With that Cross grabbed a handful off Scott's hair and forcing his head back and then covering his entire face with towel. Scott protested and began frailing but his head was held down in an iron grip.

"Cross seriously you do this and I swear to god I will kill you" bellowed Clint who verbal warning fell on death ears. At that moment the guard that was sent out had returned but this time was carrying a large barrel off water which at the top of the case had a rubber pipe coming out of it. Positioning himself behind Scott and his boss the guard lifted the barrel more comfortably into the crook off his arm and held the pipe upwards, waiting for his orders.

"Now Barton tell me, I know Fury is not dead I want to know his location" questioned Cross but was met by Clint's usual comment "Go fuck yourself"

With that pipe was brought down and water quickly rushed out, soaking the towel that covered Scott's face. The young man began thrashing wildly as the water leaked its way down his nose and throat travelling its way into his lungs. He spluttered and tried in vain to gulp down air but only succeeded in breathing and swallowing more water. Scott's felt as though a wild fire had been started in his throat and chest, the shear agony was becoming unbearable. He could hear voices but couldn't make out which one belonged to who, his vision was becoming dotty and then began to see the darkness around his vision creeping in more and more. Lang couldn't hold on much longer he was pretty much drowned and his fighting movement were becoming less instead being replaced by his body convulsing, his life was quickly slipping away. Suddenly the towel was ripped from his face and the hand holding his hair focused head forwards. Scott immediately coughed violently expelling what looked like gallons of water from his lungs into the floor. Scott gasped violently to get much needed oxygen back into his water logged lungs but only succeeded in coughing and gasping even more, eventually though he was able to get his respiratory system back in semi control.

"That was 30 seconds not bad for your first round Scott and considering I think you exhaled at the exact same moment the water was poured on you it was good. "A tooth grin was plastered over Williams face he then turned his face and looked back at Clint who was glaring daggers at the villain. "Still though it will be great to see if you could exceed Barton impressive 4 minutes….he maybe small but god he definitely has a decent set off lungs in him. Not just when it comes to holding his breath but also shouting his mouth off" William began making his way over towards the tired up archer and coming down to his eye level, gave his cheek a hard pat with every word he spoke "Don't…You….Bar..ton"

Suddenly a completely pissed off Clint lashed out and bit down on Cross's hand making the villain scream out in agony and begin punching him across the face. But the blonde headed archer only increased the pressure on the limb and desperation immediately consumed William making him punch harder but still to no avail, Clint still wouldn't let go. By this point the body guard who was stood by the door rushed over to assist his boss and grabbed Clint's nose, pinching it shut.

"You fucking idiot, that's not going to work brake his jaw…..BREAK HIS FUCKING JAW" William screamed.

The bodyguard complied and moved his hand down and under Clint's jaw, pressing his fingers into his skin firmly in an iron grip. Seconds later and with a quick twist off his wrist the bodyguard pushed hard on the archers jaw until a loud crack echoed throughout the cell along with a blood curdling scream, Clint finally let go off the hand.

Cross jumped back away from the tied up archer, cradling his injured appendage which was already beginning to bruise. Blood leaked from the puncher marks around his thumb and palm and steadily flow down his wrist. The villain breathed through his nose heavily as he stared down at his hand the anger radiating though his body turning his face red with rage. He slowly turned his head towards Clint who head was slumped forward and rocking side to side, blood clearly spewing from the many cuts and gashes from his face and now broken mouth which freely dripped into his lap and the floor round him.

William's body shook and then an explosion off anger erupted like a volcano. He charged over to Clint and square punched him in the stomach causing the wind to be knocked out of him. The archer gasped out by the sudden blow and began panting to get the oxygen back into his body. He didn't have the chance to recover as more punches were delivered without mercy. After another 10 blows to his torso Clint was like a fish out of water, gasping for air he just couldn't get back in.

Cross grabbed a large chunk off Clint's hair to hold his head up "How you are still alive Barton is beyond me but trust me when I say that will definitely change" a smug look then made it's way onto William's face as he stared down at the gasping archer. " I will give you this though I should off learnt from last time not to get to close when you are in this sort off mood"

There was then a long pause as both men stared each other down before Cross continued " But trust me when I say this Barton I am going to make you suffer…..slowly…. painfully and grief stricken" Moving to the side so that Clint could see Scott who was nearly recovered from his near drowning, he could see his team mate frozen with terror, not able so speak just stare back at him.

"How does it feel Barton knowing that I am in complete control of his future and you can't do shit to stop me while I slowly and gruesomely end him, the same goes for you. But don't get me wrong I'm not venting my frustration on what you have done onto him; he has a lot to pay for himself" Cross said in a very sinister voice, he didn't take his eyes off Scott also and observed as the young brunette shook with fear which satisfied him.

"Anyway we need to get back on track, you both understand there isn't much time in the day" William let go off Clint's hair and walked back towards Scott who began to panic and thrash about in his chair knowing what was to come again.

"OK I reckon we should go for 40 seconds this time and work are way up from there, good plan?" William pulled a small handkerchief from his pocket and started wrapping it round his injured hand which had now stopped bleeding. He looked up at his other body guard who was situated next to Clint and waved him over. "Well coz of Barton so kindly biting me Raph here will have to hold down his head instead, sorry Scotty his hands are not as soft as mine"

"Fuck off you maniac and go to hell" Scott spat back as the newly named Raph grabbed his head and forced it back

"Whoa Scott language, you don't talk for ages and then all off a sudden you start swearing at me, where are your manners boy" Cross laughed down Scott who's fear seemed to all off a sudden be replaced by anger.

"Anyway like I said I would love to do this all day but I do have other commitments" The villain then grabbed the towel that was still soaked with water and held it above the young brunettes head.

"I would breathe in now if I were you Scott remember its 40 not 30 this time" With that the towel was again dropped onto Scott's face and the torture process began all over again.

Here we go another chapter down and finished.

Not sure when I will write the next chapter, the reason these ones got out quickly was because I already had stuff written down and kept on top off it. But will see how much response this story gets so far and then start writing if people do like it :D

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