Heya People! Thank you for your support ^_^ and I'm sorry this is a reasonably short / uneventful chapter… I have now included more definite P.O.V's, sorry if its confusing - I've never done any before! This chapter is a short part / scene of the film, but I have added more thoughts, so it is longer… I realise if I carry on like this it will take SOOOO many chapters to complete, so I'll have to shorten parts or skip little bits if I continue. PLEASE REVIEW if you read this! I love to know what you think, because your opinion is valued highly by me! Is it too boring because you may have already watched the film? Has that made it too predictable? Do my descriptions drag on too much? Is it too hard to follow etc?

Here goes:

(3rd Person - normal)

Tony jolted awake, his eyes snapping open. He shuddered as his senses awoke to the penetrating cold of the damp, dingy cave and his eyes focused. After his surgery he was taken here, no - shoved in here; It was the man quietly humming beside him who had the heart to place his muscular, yet limp, roughly cleaned up body onto the dusty, rickety metal-and-material raised bed.

Tony's P.O.V

Argh - w-h-e-r-e a-m I? The pain? Where? Oh, god, is it over? Please let it be over? Am I… in…a, a cave? Grimy and bleak ceiling… argh my body - its all throbbing. I'm coughing and I become aware of a huge wave of pain, from both my chest, whole body and nose. I splutter again, and realise my nose is obscured - I suddenly feel chocked, as though I can't breathe - I feel the soreness in my throat and quickly raise my hand instinctively to my nose to pull out the tube that was roughly stuck down there - eurgh - I swear I'll kill whoever did this to me… I pull it gently, feeling a tender throb. I cough again as I bring it all the way out of my nasal passage. I quickly breathe through my nose, only just smelling the dampness in my sudden consciousness.

Extending my numbed hand, I squeeze my fingers against my palm, to try to then stretch my fingers out in order to grip the handle of a cup by my bedside, but fail, and with my dullened senses not reacting in time, my fist collides with it, knocking it from the makeshift table. I go to lie back, defeated as I am hearing the cup clatter to the floor, but my parched throat and lips are begging me to try again. I now look further round to my left, and spot a bottle. Still coughing, I reach my hand out again, but stop in my tracks as my eyes rest upon a man shaving in a small mirror by my bedside, his back is to me. Oh geez please don't hurt me… or are you in the same situation as me? Maybe I should lie back… No - its just there, I am telling myself, as I put my curiosity and fear aside and reach out for the dusty bottle, its contents unknown, but I wish it to be water - the first time I had wished for water over wine - though maybe liquor would dull the pain? As I twist my torso round, I feel a tug on my chest. I go to fight against it, but am stopped when I hear the man's calm, accented voice warn me against my actions.

'I wouldn't do that if I were you' I hear the man say… what could he mean? I turn to look to my other side, at the source of the restriction…

Yinsens' P.O.V

Goodness… how could they do this to him? I wondered sadly as I saw three men with weapons enter the prison, one holding the battery and the other two holding Tony by his arms and legs, dump him heavily onto the concrete floor of the cave. I scooted over, as soon as they'd gone, and looked concerned when the crumpled Tony (Whom I had once seen in all his glory at an integrated circuit board presentation) groaning in his unconscious agony. I'd picked him up and heaved him with all my might over to the more comfy bed. I fear I may have been a bit rough and tried to be as gentle as I could… though I guess I cannot feel like that's doing much for him, because I was the reason he was screeching and groaning under the (what must have been) excruciatingly painful blows, I was the one with the knife… I was the one performing the operation… I just did what I could as the men held the poor man down… and his writhing…but I was saving his life… but I should have made sure I got him some stronger anaesthetic or chloroform… maybe it would have been better if…if…

(Normal 3rd person)

Yinsens' trail of thought was quickly cut off, as, in the reflection of the mirror he was shaving in front of, he noticed movement, and decided not to intervene as the weak, injured Tony Stark took the tube out of his nose. His breathing was disturbed, but seemed to be strong, so he didn't seem to mind the tubes' detachment. Though Yinsens thoughts were somewhat disturbing, he hummed seemingly happily to lighten the atmosphere and so that Tony wouldn't panic quite as much on coming to consciousness. On seeing Tony struggle against the restraining cable that was keeping him alive, and out of a lot more considerable pain, he calmly, though hastily said, 'I wouldn't do that if I were you.' Yinsen knew that after the abrupt introduction to immense pain and torture Tony had experienced, he had best not panic him. Also, he knew Tony was too weak to not do as he said had it gotten dangerous. Unfortunately, however, Tony didn't react too well to the wires connecting to the small metal cap over the centre of his chest and heart…

Tony turned slowly, wearily, and saw a large battery, with what looked like a yellowish stain from battery acid around the edges of the paper label on its shell. He followed the wires not only with his eyes, which he could see rather well with considering the grimy glimmers of light which were their only thing illuminating the cave, but also with his fingers. He followed them to his chest. His grimy, short, usually manicured fingernails scrabbled to tear at the bandages wrapped tightly around him, and taking a quick, nervous glance at the man beside him, he ripped them off, exposing a plate of metal… yes, he could feel its weight now… he saw the exposed wiring going into his very body… oh-my-god…what-have-they-D..D- DONE.. to-to..t me? … Tony thought anxiously, as he started to hyperventilate. His breathing quickened to shallow gasps, his eyes were large, in shock, looking towards the ceiling, his face went clammy, pale and cold, his scruffy hair flopped onto his face, a suffocating wave hit him, his whole body shook, tensioned, went rigid, he struggled for air, and he momentarily blacked out…

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True Shapeshifter

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