Author's Note: We're doing it fr. Hey guysyysyss I think I need to like update this bc even I'm getting impatient I gotta move this story on a little so here's a new chapter for you all since you've been waiting uh... Like a year LMFAO I'M SORRY OKAY.
⚠️Trigger Warnings:
Blood, Torture, Graphic Detail, Mention of Suicide/Suicidal Thoughts⚠️
Hydra Base
Torture Room
Steve's heart was beating fast, his body was aching, throbbing. His stomach had bruises plastered across it like he was a punching bag, his neck had the same fate along with lines of the rope he'd been hung on carved into it. His chest was bruised and it felt like someone had their knee on top of it, pushing down with as much force as possible. His back felt incinerated due to being pushed into those pointed bricks. He was grabbed by his dirty hair so much that his scalp felt on fire. He was warm everywhere it was bleeding. The cut on his cheek from his father's punch had closed up but he couldn't say the same about his arm, still leaking with blood. His ankles and wrists had marks on them from when he was strapped to the chair. But the thing that hurt the most was his worn-out heart. The words, the names, the torture. He had even taken his family. He hadn't felt love. Just pain. Emotional, Mental, and Physical pain. There was no more hoping now. He was just waiting for his end.
His father laughed at him curled up on the floor and kicked him in the stomach, causing him to roll onto his back out of reflex, gripping onto his stomach. There was no point in acting like it didn't hurt because right now they all knew it did. "Get up," he growled in an angered tone. But Steve couldn't move, he was so weak. His father grabbed him by his shirt collars and shoved him into the same wall as before, he gasped with pain as the points on the bricks began to dig into him mercilessly for the second time. "You brat, you can't even get off your weak ass" He whimpered softly "Shut your whiny little mouth you worthless brat" Icarus growled, throwing him at his agents' feet. "Go take him to the cell and leave him in pain for a while, then fix him up so I can use him later" And with that, he walked out leaving Steve curled up in a fetal position in front of the agents
Avengers Tower
Tony's lab
Tony had fallen asleep while working, he'd tired himself out and was now slumped across the counter while still sat in a chair, it was an uncomfortable position. A few moments later he flinched in his sleep, letting out a pained sound. In his dream state he could see Obadiah towering over him, grinning as he pulled out an extractor, with the same shape as his arc reactor. He couldn't move. He was helpless, useless. Unable to stop what was going to happen. Another loud gasp left him as he felt him push the metal in, he stared at this man, a man he once cared for, as he ruthlessly pulled the reactor away from his body. It was still connected to him by wires and he stared up at Obie, the feeling of betrayal coursing through him. Obie grinned, whispered a few words into his ear, and then pulled It away laughing loudly. Tony jolted up, quickly opening his eyes, the man's laugh still echoed in his ear as he felt for the reactor, ignoring how bright the room was. Beads of sweat were rolling down the sides of his forehead as he searched in panic, a sigh of relief escaping as he glanced down and saw the blue light.
Realising he'd fallen asleep in the lab, he stretched with a yawn or two ignoring the fact he'd had a nightmare as he wiped away at the sweat with his sleeves. There was work to do, and who was going to care? "Jarvis?" The AI responded immediately. "Yes sir" Tony groaned lightly. "How long have I been asleep" He mumbled, voice groggy and deeper than usual "3 hours sir" Another annoyed sound left him, now fully awake he pulled up the locator to see of it was still working and he smiled seeing that they'd gotten closer and there was only 20% left. He turned to a suit he was working on and continued to build it.
Lounge Area
T
he rest of the Avengers were in here, watching a movie quietly. They of course had noticed Tony wasn't there but didn't say anything. Just glad they'd got him to sleep before. Bucky was sat on the same couch as Bruce, though they had quite a bit of space between them because they're very awkward. Nat, Clint and Thor were on the other couch.
Thor was snoring lightly, while Nat and Clint, not so focused on the movie, we're drawing on his face. Bruce shook his head with a laugh. "Those two aren't a good duo in situations like this. They both love Pranks" Bucky chuckled "Yeah, they're troublemakers" Clint turned and glared at Bucky jokingly. "We'll get you one day Barnes..." Bucky raised his hands in surrender laughing softly, he loved it here. Ever since they'd saved him he had been met with nothing but love and care. He felt happy... He hoped nothing would ever ruin it.
Hydra Base
Cells
Steve was thrown into here, and he curled up on the floor, sobbing quietly into his knees as he heard the agents' steps fade into the distance. He felt himself still bleeding, his bruises still ached. Everything hurt. His mind was clouded with pain and heartache. He couldn't do this anymore. He didn't want to. But they already knew he felt this way. They already knew he wanted to die. So they made sure he never had a way to get the deed done. His cell was empty. He just wished the pain would go away. But there was no hope left in his soul.
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Bleeding Out (Steve x Tony AU)
Fanfiction⚠️Tw Abuse⚠️ Tony Stark and some of the team are sent on a mission to go a Hydra base that he located and to destroy the main base and check for clues that could help the team finish Hydra. When they arrive he finds a bigger clue then he'd expected.
