Frigus Ferreus - Made from Ice and Iron | Frostiron

Chapter 5

Tony felt his heartbeat quickening. He had never been hit by a taser before, but while working on his machines, suits and robots he had suffered quite a few electric shocks. Only small ones, but he had always dreaded them. And he dreaded to feel what the taser could do. Still, he held his head up high and glared at the man.

"You'll get the secrets over my cold, dead b-" his voice broke and he let out a yelp when the taser came in contact with his biceps. The pain spread through his body, but it faded almost instantly.

"Just for you to warm up," the man said and grinned. "Unless you've had enough already?"

Tony just glared at him, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"No? Fine. Well then, let's begin." Without having any say in the matter, Tony felt his shirt being ripped up to expose his torso.

"You could've asked nicely, this was expensive" Tony said between gritted teeth. He was trying to mentally prepare himself for the pain that was coursing through his body only seconds later. This time it lasted longer and it took Tony a few seconds to recover from it.

"With me again?" The snarling voice of the man pulled Tony out of his thoughts and he snapped up his head.

Tony knew that he had to be on high alert if he wanted to find out anything. It was hard because his muscles were still twitching and his brain was fogged by the remnants of the pain, but he knew that he could do it. He simply had to.

"So, now that I have your attention, let's talk," the grey-eyed man said. "I only have one question for you: Where do I find the rest of your superhero boy group?"

Tony furrowed his brows. "That's it? I don't know if you noticed, but there's a not so subtle tower built into the sky of New York with a 20 feet high "A" on its front."

Apparently, this had been the wrong answer. Before Tony had any chance to brace himself for the pain, the electric shockwave was coursing through his body for what felt like hours.

After the pain had died away, Tony wondered how the reactor in his chest would respond to the taser, but before his brain could process the question, the man was talking to the camera again:

"So, dear Avengers. You see what your precious leader is..." he made a small pause and dragged out the o in the next word as if it was a delicious piece of candy, "enjooooying during his stay here. You should consider telling us your whereabouts or come and get him. Your choice."

The camera was turned off and for a second, Tony had the hope that the torture would end at least for the moment, but he was wrong.

What followed was an endless repetition of him being shocked with the taser, his torturer asking him the same question and him refusing to answer over and over again.

Tony was sweating, shaking, and the fog in his brain had remained there for over an hour now, so he barely noticed when the two guards got him out of his chair and dragged him down the long, dark hallway, back into his shared cell with Loki.

It was only when he felt a chilly hand on his forehead and heard a soft voice talking to him that he slowly came back to reality.

He blinked his eyes twice and then tried to sit up quickly, only to be stopped by a firm hand just under his reactor.

"Don't move too much. I don't know what they did to you, but you were pretty much unable to walk when they brought you back. And those wounds everywhere look nasty."

Tony didn't really understand what he was saying, but he was looking into clear blue eyes instead of stale grey ones and he knew that the torture was over, at least for the time being.