So, i thought, since this was a requested story, i'd better update it soon :P So i did, and honestly i don't mind it. SO YAY! I've been careful to do this one right...but i have worries. but for now, i'll let you just continue reading the story, save my worries for the end note i guess...

Disclaimer: IMAA is NOT mine, nor will it ever be.

Tony opened his eyes to see nothing. He couldn't see a thing! Nor could he really remember what the heck was going on, but that didn't matter. What did matter was that he couldn't see a thing. Did he go blind!? Was it night time? Where was the lights then? Maybe he was blind!

A sound that was only feet away, made him jump slightly. Maybe someone was there with him. Maybe they could help, but when he tried to speak, he couldn't find his voice. Did he lose that too? He was starting to panic when the noise got louder. What was it? Did it want to help him? Or was it going to hurt him? Was it even getting closer? Or just louder?

He forced himself to take a deep breath as some of his senses came back. No, he still couldn't see or talk, but he knew that he shouldn't be panicking. He should calm down. That was the rational thing to do. Once he was calm he could think and maybe he could find out where he was.

The first thing he noticed, was that it was extremely cold. Then he also realized part of that was because he had no shirt on. Great, he thought to himself, just great. Now he started to realized that there were more of those sounds all around the room. It sounded like machinery as it ran and as if there was electric shocks going throughout the room. Maybe they were...

He then found out that his arms and legs were pretty much useless. They seemed to be tied up, but he was so cold, he could hardly tell if they were in front or behind him. Or maybe above him? Or none of the above? He honestly couldn't tell.

He was starting to forget about his own words about staying calm. How could he? He was freezing with no shirt on, tied up, he might have gone blind, and he couldn't talk to get help. He couldn't really move, and really he had lost all of his senses other than hearing and smell, and right now, it smelt like a mixture of oil and burning wood.

There was a loud booming sound and it first got closer and louder, before it got farther and quieter. He could tell it was the lights, and was glad that he hadn't gone blind, but now realizing he had a very dark, thick, and tight blindfold on. Too bad he couldn't talk, then he'd be asking so many questions that would put Pepper and her curiosity to shame.

There was another sound that he instantly identified it as a door opening then closing. Then the footsteps. He could feel his breath shudder in then out. He could literally feel his heartbeat in his chest. Who was it?

His mind was so clouded at the moment it wasn't even funny. He wasn't thinking straight. Though, as the footsteps got closer, he started to remember what had happened. He was walking home from somewhere. His lab? Rhodey's house? When he got home, he was attacked or whatever. Then he couldn't remember anything other than waking up where ever it was was that here was.

"Have a nice nap, Stark?" A raspy voice asked.

The voice was so familiar. Just the voice alone made his blood boil. Whoever it was, he knew he didn't like him. In fact, he'd probably say he hated the guy. Whoever it the guy was. And he wanted to answer him so bad. He wanted to shout mean things that shouldn't be said in the first place. But unfortunately, he couldn't speak. That guy is lucky.

"You know," The same voice started. "I was wondering when you would wake up. It's been...a while."

…

Pepper slapped the top of her alarm clock. She did not want to go to school. She didn't want to see Tony. She just needed a break from him. A big long break. She was beyond angry with him, and she wasn't going to forgive him just because he comes to school begging her to.

She forced herself to get out of bed so she could change and get ready for school. Once she did she made sure she ate breakfast before she walked out the door. Normally she'd meet up with Tony and Rhodey, but that was not happening. Not today.

Once she got to school she didn't even see Tony. She saw Rhodey, but she didn't even bother to ask if Tony came to school at all. Neither of them bothered to bring up Tony, because they both knew it was just a subject, they'd start ranting about 24/7 and they'd never calm down. Once half the day passed they realized Tony must have skipped school again. Or he's just doing iron man business, either way, they didn't really care. They both need their space from Tony and that included worrying for him.

"So what are you going to do later?" Rhodey asked as they walked home.

"I don't know," Pepper said shrugging. "I guess I'm normally with Tony at the armory at this point..."

"Me too." Rhodey said. "I just figured I'd just study since now, I actually will have the free time to."

"I should too."

Rhodey's phone started to ring and when he answered it, Pepper paid no attention to him. She was having her own mental war at the time and didn't need to snoop in on Rhodey's conversation. For all she knew, it was Tony calling for their forgiveness. That or he just assumed they got over it and were coming over...that got her all mad again.

Great, now she was getting more angry with Tony. She really didn't want to be there when he got himself killed. She really didn't need to feel that pain. It wasn't something she needed. She had enough problems at home with her not seeing her dad enough, or her mom.

She shook her head. She really needed to get some time alone to think some of these things out. Otherwise she'd most likely go crazy. And that wasn't something that was on the top of her list.

A hand on her shoulder stopped her. "Pepper."

"Rhodey? Whats going on?" She asked turning to Rhodey who looked worried.

"That was Howard and he-"

"Howard!?" Pepper blurted.

"Yeah, and he was calling to ask if we've seen Tony." Rhodey said. "Apparently Tony never returned home last night."

"What?" Pepper said her anger subsiding a bit.

"Well, he did and he didn't..." Rhodey started unsure. "According to Howard Tony came home, but never made it past the front door."

"So what does that mean?"

"I don't know, but when I told him that we hadn't, he asked for us to come over. Which I'm surprised he's not at work."

"So we going?" Pepper asked.

Rhodey nodded and together they made their way through the streets to Tony's house.

…

"So what happened?" Rhodey asked.

"I'm not sure..." Howard said. "Last night I was working on something and I heard Tony come in, he called, but he was cut off by something."

"Do you know what?"

"No. But when I went to go check it out, he wasn't there and a vase was broken. I'm worried that he was kidnapped."

"Ghost." Pepper muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" Howard asked.

Pepper looked up. "Oh, just nothing."

"Okay..."

"His phone!" Rhodey said. "We can locate his phone at the armory!"

"Right!"

Rhodey had no clue what was going on, or if Tony even had his phone. For all he knew, it was dead. And you can't necessarily track a dead phone. But Rhodey was worried. Especially if this meant that Tony was in danger and the last thing they did was fight. Hopefully it wasn't a life or death situation and it was just a ransom kidnapping. If this was a kidnapping.

Pepper again was having a mental war inside of herself. Specifically on their fight the previous night. She really wanted to get over it. Though she was just really upset that Tony didn't even bother to tell them that their lives were in danger. What if they got hurt because of the lack of knowledge? Not only could they be dead, but Tony would never forgive himself. It wasn't something Pepper wanted for him. He'd never move on. And it still just infuriated her that he didn't trust his friends enough to tell them. It wasn't like they were going to be mad at him. It was as if he thought they'd get mad at him if he told them.

"Pepper you coming?" Rhodey called.

She looked over to the two who were already heading out the door. "Oh, yeah, coming."

…

Tony shivered and he was started to wish he had his senses again. He definitely wished he had his sight, but a blindfold made sure that he didn't. Having a voice would've been nice too, but for some reason he couldn't.

"I've noticed you're not as talkative as I remember." The voice said again. "It must be too cold for you to talk."

Tony actually suspected that was why he couldn't talk. It was just to cold for him to do just that. It was so cold in the room that he couldn't feel his fingers or feet, let alone his arms.

"It has to this cold you see." The raspy voice continued. "Other wise, it'd be to warm to do what needs to be done."

Tony tried to figure out who it was that sounded so familiar. He knew the voice, and even the way the person spoke, was so familiar. Like he knew who it was, but he just couldn't remember the name. Or he just couldn't place who.

"You must be confused. I can tell that your thinking of something. Are you wondering how you will escape? Are you wondering who I am? Are you wondering where you're at?"

Then it clicked. He knew exactly who it was. He focused as much as he could on his voice and breathed in before trying to speak. "G-g-gho"

"Oh so you can talk?"

Tony stopped trying to speak. It was pretty much pointless. He wasn't even able to get any more than one syllable out. It was better to shut up than to make a fool of himself just trying to talk. He just sat there waiting for something to happen. But knowing who this was he was dealing with, well, anything was possible. It was a bit painful just thinking of what Ghost might be planning. He just hoped he was thinking wrong.

He flinched when he heard a ringing sound and realized it was just a phone ringing. Really after waking up in this place, he seemed a bit jumpy. It didn't help that he was freezing cold and he couldn't really feel anything, let alone speak.

"Must have wasted more time than I thought." Ghost said. "It's your lucky day, kid."

Tony listened as the footsteps walked farther away, before they stopped. "But then again, if it was, you wouldn't be here then would you?"

Then he left for real this time. Shutting off the lights as he did so. Leaving Tony to his thoughts. And his mind, as always, went straight to Pepper and Rhodey. No matter how long he was out, it must have been a long time, since he was still trying to clear his not so clear mind. He started to wonder if they noticed he was missing. Or if they even cared. They didn't seem to care that he might die one of these days. He remembered Pepper's words.

"Being this careless, you'll get us all killed! And I don't want to be here when you do get yourself killed."

He was being careless, wasn't he? She was right. Maybe he would get them all killed. She didn't want to see him die, but then again, who does? Well, actually he could make up a whole list of people who do, but that wasn't important. Though, was it really something to leave him for. Maybe he didn't matter. Maybe they weren't as close as he thought. Sure, it might be fun for a while to have a genius superhero as your best friend, but hasn't he just proved that even they can get boring? That sometimes they aren't needed as much as they think?

He shook his head. Now wasn't the best time to be doubting himself. He needed to escape, but then again, how? He was tied to a chair, and a key component to getting untied is to knowing how their tied. But he couldn't even see, let alone tell where his hands were tied up. Though as his mind cleared a bit, he realized that they weren't tied above, him, which could be good. It definitely didn't put as much strain on the shoulders...but that wasn't what mattered.

He tried shaking his head as fast and hard as possible to possible shake the blindfold off. It didn't really work, but it did get a bit looser, but too bad it didn't fall right off. So he tried rubbing the side of his head against his shoulder, and sure enough, it helped. Of course, he couldn't get the blindfold itself to come off, but at least now he could see.

There was a total of two windows, that he could see. Each giving out just a bit of light, at lease it was daytime. All around him were different machines running. They all seemed to be powering up something, and from how he remembered the lights turning on, it could be a possibility it was that.

There was a fireplace nearby, but not too close, so he never got an ounce of heat from all those burning flames. And he was really curious to why it was so cold. It wasn't summer, no, but it definitely wasn't winter. Ghost had mentioned something of why it was so cold. He didn't really care at the moment though. Right now, he had to figure out how to escape before Ghost could return.

Then he had to start thinking from the dark side of his mind, the side he naturally and normally would ignore, but it was just so loud at the moment. Part of him continued to think of what he was escaping to. No, not from, but to. Part of him, believed that it might not be the most exciting of things to escape to. He would be alone. He wouldn't go to find his friends relieved that he was okay. He would return, he would escape, but only to find that they hadn't noticed he was gone, or they were just surprised that he hadn't killed himself.

Oh, how he wanted to slap himself for even thinking such things. Of course they cared. His dad would have found out already. His dad would have told his friends. They would be looking for a way to save him. Just because they had a fight, it doesn't mean that they want him to die. Right?

He twisted and turned his wrists, trying to undo them. They didn't even budge. He was able to see that they were tied behind a chair that he was sitting in. And speaking of his eye sight, he also happened to see multiple tables against the wall nearest to him, but he couldn't' quite make out if there was anything on the tables. It was just a bit to dark.

For a moment, he started to wonder when it was that Ghost would return, but he didn't even have the time to worry. Only because Ghost had come already with three familiar suited men of the Maggia.

The four of them made their way through the dark. One of them was carrying something. The others, at lease seemed to be empty handed. As they got closer he started to realize that it was getting warmer. Then as they reached him, from all the way across the large warehouse looking place, the lights around them turned on, leaving most of the room and its machines in the dark.

"I hope you don't mind, but I have company," Ghost said. "And please, Stark, enjoy the portable heater I have brought you. I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable."

Tony glared the best he could, but secretly he was just enjoying the heat, because the cold was starting to get to him. He would never admit that he was glad that they brought that heater. Though, he never really admitted to anything.

"And just know something, I will get what I want, and if I don't, I'll make sure you regret not listening to me."

Tony could just hear the smirk on the masked villain's face as he chuckled darkly. Tony could just tell that Ghost had a back up plan for what ever it was that he was planning in the first place. And Tony couldn't shake the feeling that it was going to be horrible.

I think this chapter should be find, but like i said i have my worries. Especially since this type of story the whole kidnapping, (in this sort of way...) is a bit off from my other stories, i know your probably like, No, this isn't unlike your other stories, but i think you'll notice it more in the next chapter. I know i'm going to see it. I just think its a bit out of my normal comfort zone to write, BUT i'm starting to like it, so NO WORRIES of me quitting! AND PercyJacksonLover14, you better not feel bad (You probably don't...i'm just guessing...) cause i'm trying my best for you. AND I made a LONG chapter for you! ^.0 Just like you wanted! So, was it long enough, cause I'm planning on having longer chapters.

Well, thats it for my worries, but hey, you know, we all have them...So while your still here and reading this, you might as well learn something about me. Heres a like Fun fact about me: I have an unnatural fear of bathrooms...Yep, you heard me. BATHROOMS. Especially the ones at other peoples houses. And yes, i have a reason...

So there you have it. One of my many fears, and a pretty good chapter to this story...:) So be happy and keep on reading and REVIEW! :)