Sorry for the erratic/delayed updates, for this and all my other fics; I'm back on placement for uni and on my first stint in a hospital (scary!) and I also have assignments due!
Hope you enjoy the latest updates! ~ F
Clint guess it had been about a full 24 hours since Natasha was last taken, and it worried him...
Suddenly the door slammed open, making all three men jump; "You three are the fortunate ones. Your teammates, they have not been so lucky"
Three TV screens turned on on the wall opposite the cells, each one showed a member of their team.
They knew roughly what Natasha had been going through so far, knew she was in a really bad way, but it had been a while since they'd seen Thor, and no one had seen Bruce since he'd hulked out in the original room they'd been kept in... At least they knew for certain that the three of them were still alive...
The screen in front of Tony's cell showed Bruce sat in a cell, breathing heavily, with a strange metal ring round his neck. Scientists were milling back and forth, electrocuting him, stabbing him, hurting him; it seemed they'd found a way to prevent the Hulk from appearing; and that left Bruce weak and vulnerable, and Tony feared for his friend.
The screen in front of Clint showed Natasha, she was no longer being stabbed and beaten like she had been over the past however many godforsaken days they'd been trapped here; she was now being held under water; thrashing and fighting with all her strength to try and breach the surface and take a breath. She failed however, and as she gave in, they dragged her from the pool and started to resuscitate her.
Clint's hands clenched into tight fists and his jaw set in anger; water torture was the one thing that ever came close to breaking Natasha; a favourite of those who ran the Red Room because they knew how much she feared it.
The image on the screen by Steve's cell showed Thor, he was connected to a drip feeding some toxic looking liquid into his system; leaving him unconscious. He was clearly in no fit state to fight back, so the men in the room took great pleasure in seeing how much damage they could inflict on the other worldly God.
Suddenly, Steve snapped; watching the torment his teammates were suffering through, seeing the pain on Bruce's face, the panic in Natasha, and the fear in Tony and Clint; he'd had enough and he shouted;
"I DON'T KNOW! I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE SERUM, SO PLEASE, PLEASE STOP THIS!"
He had barely spoken since they'd ended up in this mess, so the sudden outburst shocked the other two men in the cells
Gavrok however just sighed; "shame" he stated, switching of the monitors and turning to leave the room
"Wait!" Clint shouted after him, he'd been watching one of Gavrok's men trying to resuscitate Natasha, but up until now, he hadn't succeeded, and Clint needed to know...
Gavrok sensed his impending question, shrugged, and slammed the door shut behind him.
Clint lost it; he punched the concrete wall behind him so hard he was sure he'd broken more than a few bones, it didn't make him feel better, it just enforced to him just how helpless he was in this whole fucked up situation
Behind the door; Gavrok smiled