I'm so very sorry it took so long to update, but I had writer's block, plus finals in school are coming up, plus the summer swim season just started(yay!). But I got to see Civil War twice and it was AMAZING! I loved it so much and it gave me some more ideas for upcoming stories. I am currently in the process of writing a oneshot. Just keep waiting! Oh, and I just got a Beta profile, so yipee! Plus I got to see Guardians of the Galaxy, so that just made my weekend better!

Thanks to my reviewers!:

KatDog: Thank you for being my most frequent reviewer! Civil War was fantastic and I can't wait for my next story now because it gave me great ideas!

Guest: Thank you! I love cliffhangers!

moriartsmajor: Technically, that wasn't the answer I was looking for, and I didn't realize I added that quote in! Oops... the other quote was "As you wish," from the Princess Bride. But kudos to you for seeing that! I love Star Wars, though. I saw the Rouge One trailer when I went to go see Civil War, and it looks amazing!

Th3RedPyro: Lol yes, Shrek all the way. Thanks for the encouragement!

Recently, PenPatronus came out with a new story called The Empire Strikes Back that takes place after Civil War. If you've seen it, you'd know why it's called that. Here's the summary:

CA:CW sequel. Tony is arrested for Steve's crimes and an unexpected enemy kidnaps and tortures him for information about his missing teammates. Will the Avengers reunite, or will their empire be toppled once and for all? WHUMP, BROMANCE, HURT/COMFORT

KEEP READING THIS NEXT BIT IS IMPORTANT! VERY IMPORTANT! I MEAN REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY IMPORTANT!

I feel like we will only have 4 or 5 more chapters left, unless you guys want me to make a twist ending. This is the question I wanted to ask in the beginning, and I feel like we have reached that point. The prompt for the twist ending is: Tony DIES. That's basically it. I wanted to write a twist ending to this fanfic where Tony dies. I just don't know what to do as a cause. That's why I'm asking you guys, cuz I have no idea.

To the story! ;3 (I'm sorry there isn't much whump in this one, but I will be packing it in during the next few chapters.)

Steve woke up in a dark room, surrounded by other bodies, the floor covered in a sticky liquid. The only light that lit up the room was soft, yet flickering glow that came from one of the figures in the middle of the room. He looked down at his wet palms. They were red with blood.

Realization hit him like a brick wall. "Tony..." There was no response. Steve made his way to the apparently unconscious Tony's side and shook his shoulder. "Tony...wake up..." His voice was a hoarse whisper, his throat lined with sandpaper.

"...Steve?" Tasha's voice rang through the room from the other side.

"Nat... thank goodness. Are you okay?"

"I-I think I broke a rib." She gasped as she tried to sit up. "Is Tony... okay?" She asked even though she knew he wasn't.

"What do you think?" Steve grabbed Tony's limp wrist and checked for a pulse. After a minute of tense waiting, Nat heard him sigh with relief. "I found a pulse. He needs help, though. I'm not sure how long he's going to last like this." Sure enough, Tash could see from the other side of the room that the arc reactor lighting up the room was flickering.

Both members looked around the room. "Where are we?" Nat asked.

"In a dark room who-knows-where," grumbled a new voice they both recognized as Clint. Thor woke up moments later. "Aye friend, Barton. I have not the faintest idea of where we are."

"Clint. Thor. Thank-" Nat was cut off as a groan echoed around the room as Bruce woke up.

"Ow... My everything hurts." Bruce sat up. "Wait, where's Tony?"

"Over here," Steve said. In less than a second, Bruce was by Tony's side, looking for a pulse and checking his various wounds.

"Professional diagnosis?" asked Clint.

"It could be worse, but he's busted up pretty bad. He's lost a lot of blood, his right ankle is broken, his back is shredded to bits, he's malnourished, dehydrated, has a fever, and it looks like he's been stabbed in the leg. And it's getting infected. And I'm gonna assume he's going to be in a lot of pain and really sore when he wakes up"

The entire team felt a flare of anger at Loki.

"How exactly could it be worse?" Clint asked angrily.

"Tony could be dead," Steve pointed out. This received a murmur of understanding.

"Is there a plus side?" Clint asked.

"I managed to get a comm link in to Fury before we got ambushed. That good enough for you?" Natasha asked.

"Yeah... But I'm not going to wait here like a princess waiting to be rescued while Tony's dying," Clint retorted.

"Yeah, well, we can't exactly move him. I think we would just put him in more pain if we tried, and from what we have seen, it's not very easy to get out," Bruce said. Clint gave him a death glare. "I'm not saying we won't get out." Bruce ripped off the bottom of his pants and used it like a makeshift bandage on Tony's leg.

"Those were HYDRA agents," Steve murmured.

It was so quiet, nobody thought they had heard it.

"I'm sorry, friend Steven, I do not understand," Thor finally spoke.

"Those people we met on the way out, they were wearing HYDRA uniforms. They were obviously newer, but I had seen pictures on a new case Fury wanted to give me." Steve looked up. "I don't think it's just Loki."

The others in the group exchanged glances. "Well, we can't worry about that now. We have to focus on keeping Tony alive until we get help," Clint said.

After a few minutes, Clint spoke up again. "Where's the other guy?"

Bruce stared down at the floor dejectedly, pausing in bandaging Tony's bloody leg. "I don't know. It's like he's sleeping. I can't seem to find him in my head."

"What about Mjönlir?"

"Alas, I cannot summon my faithful hammer. It must be Loki's trickery," Thor said.

"Indeed, brother. But not just mine."

The door slammed open to reveal 4 shadowed figures.

Loki stepped forwards into the light along with one of the other three.

Justin Hammer was dressed in a nice suit with a matching tie and shoes. Natasha hissed and started forwards towards him, but Loki clicked his tongue at her. "I'm afraid I can't have you doing that, little spider." He slammed the butt of his scepter into the ground and the gem on the top glowed brightly.

When the flash died down again, the Avengers, minus (the unconscious) Tony, were chained to the wall as blue energy cages dropped down from the ceiling to line the circular room five feet from the wall.

Loki smiled as the next figure stepped into the light. It revealed a large figure, with a golden helmet and purple skin. On his left hand was a gold gauntlet with five, empty, round holes. On his left hand was another gauntlet with no holes, but with some strange technology on it.

Dismissing it, Clint asked, "Who's the purple power ranger?"

Loki smiled again. "This is Thanos. If you didn't know he was the one who aided me with my scepter when I attacked New York."

Thanos said nothing, just smiled at Thor, who glared back in return.

"When you attacked New York and failed miserably," came a reply thick with a German accent from the third, shadowed figure.

Loki glowered at the man. "Well, forgive me if I'm wrong, but weren't you defeated by one hero?"

The third figure stepped forwards menacingly, but stopped short of the light when Thanos threw his hand between them. "Gentlemen, calm. We are working together, are we not?"

The third man stepped into the light, and Steve's jaw dropped open along with everyone else's.

Clint shrugged. "Well, now we know what hero Loki was talking about."

It was the Red Skull, Johann Shmidt.

Ok, so I was originally going to make this longer, with a bit at SHEILD, but I realize you all were probably getting impatient. So here you go!