2-in-1 XD Enjoy. I gotta warn you, it's a bit violent.

Tony wakes up in a cell with metal bars as the walls. His stomach hurts from the blast his brother gave him. He can still taste the disgusting copper taste of blood in his mouth. He stay still lying on the floor as he feels very tired. They must have injected him with some kind of tranquilliser.

Great. I'm back in here again.

Then he hears footsteps drawing closer to him. He glances up to find his brother standing outside looking at him.

"Sorry, Anthony. I had to save you. I couldn't kill you."

The door is opened and his hands are cuffed behind him. They drag him out to another room.

He enters the room he's so familiar with. The entrance, the lighting, the seat at the end. It is all too familiar. They drag him to the centre of the room, facing the empty seat and kicks his knees, forcing them to the ground.

A man then walks past him and sits on the empty seat. Tony keeps his gaze on the ground.

"Anthony, my boy! How are you?" The man is as loud as Thor.

Tony ignores the man, earning him a punch to the jaw by one of the guards that brought him in.

Tony spits the blood on the floor.

"Fine." Tony muttered.

The man is furious but decides to let it go.

"Why didn't you come back and visit? I missed you." The man chuckles.

"Oh come on, Howard. Why would I? This place is horrible. I rather spend my time flirting with women instead of coming." Tony grins.

The man clenches his hands until his knuckles turn white.

"So, you want to do this the hard way? How many times have I tell you to not call me Howard?"

Howard steps down from his seat and grabs Tony by his chin.

"Do you know how many of my men have you killed? You thought you are now the good guy, a part of the superhero boy band Avengers and the X-Men? Don't you forget you're Howard Stark's son, MY SON."

"You weren't and never will be my father!" Tony shouted.

"At first, I was thinking of killing you without mercy but your brother loves you too much he begged me for your pardon. You should be grateful, Anthony. But, you choose to disobey me, you choose to make me KILL YOU. But I won't, I made a promise and I will never break it."

He lets go of Tony's chin.

"Don't kill him." He told his guards.

After Howard left, the guards bring him to another room. This room was the room in his dreams, the one with the shackles. They secure his wrists in the shackles and rip off his shirt, leaving him hanging there shirtless. They then beat him brutally. Sending punch by punch at his bare chest and abdomen. Tony clenched his teeth hard that he can now taste blood. They strike mainly his chest, leaving Tony struggling for air. A few ribs are already broken when they stop and Tony's body is covered with black and blue bruises. Tony's body is hanging limp, black spots slowly took over his vision.

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"Cap!" Scott is the first to reach Steve's whereabouts. They had defeated the mutants and are now gathering around Steve who is kneeling on the ground.

"Steve, what happened?" They all realised the remains of the Iron Man suit laying useless by the car.

"Where's Tony?"

"Gone. He took him." Steve stuttered.

Natasha kneels beside Steve.

"Calm down Steve. Who took him?"

"Gregory."

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A sudden splash of water wakens Tony. He coughed out hard. Howard is standing before him, slapping his face.

"Anthony, I see that they have done a great job in 'taming' you."

Howard runs a hand through his hair.

"My, my. They sure did hit you in cold-blood." Howard says looking at Tony's bruised body.

"Why are you doing this?" Tony managed to choke out the words.

"The world needs a better vision, a better leader. I'm simply making that happen."

"A better leader? You want to rule the world?"

"Yes. With my powers, I will create a better future for mankind and mutants alike." Howard says, proud of himself.

"You won't succeed. The bad guys never win. You think you are a good leader? You're not. You're nothing but a pathetic maniac."

Tony gathered all his strength and stared at Howard.

"We will defeat you. The Avengers, the X-Men we will win and you will loose."

Howard pats Tony's right shoulder.

"We? Do you think they will still accept you as a part of the heroes when they see this tattoo? You're a part of us. The scar will never disappear so does your identity. You are my son, one of the Eagle Clan's first members. You can never change the history."

Tony's head falls.

He is right. After all I've done, my friends, they will never forgive me or accept me.

"So, Anthony, would you like to join me?"

After moments of silence, Tony makes up his mind.

"No. Even though they will never forgive me, I won't do what's wrong anymore. I've changed. I will never help you, you PATHETIC MORON!"

Howard is shocked by Tony's sudden outburst. He walks over to the guards.

"Make him regret."

And walks away.

The guard yanks out a leather whip and cracks it in the air. Tony gulped.

No. Not the whip.

The first lash caught him in shock. Tony couldn't help but scream the hell out of his throat. Then the lashes keep coming with unpredictable timing. Tears started to pour. He shouldn't be crying. He has taken his whipping before when he was young. But now every lash of the leather whip seems to be harder than ever. Ripping his already bruised and scarred back. He can feel warm and sticky liquid dripping down his back. Some of the lashes manage to cut around his side and abdomen. His wrists sting from the cuts the shackles had made. He screamed until his throat felt sore.

He wasn't sure when the beatings have stopped. He is left alone hanging there. Blood pool forming around his knees. He lets the tiredness takes over him again.

Sorry I had to torture Tony. Reviews please.