Marvel Imagines pt. 5

How Villains Are Made 2 ❤️‍🔥 Tony/ Avengers (🥀)

Song: Halsey - experiment on me.

Warnings: angst, little fluff, mentions of injuries, mentions of trauma. Angst.

Not my best, but I had this ready
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You're stuck yet again at the hands of your so called family. You knew that if all the avengers would fight alongside Tony, you could never beat them. They would find a way to catch you and they did.

Cruel as ever they put you in chains, you're on your knees with your arms behind your back, trying to get out of this uncomfortable position.

'How long has she been thrashing and screaming for?' Natasha asks.

'4 hours, 15 minutes and 36 seconds...' Tony answers Her as they look down upon you.

They used the biggest and strongest chain they have, they even contacted Loki to put a spell on them so you wouldn't be able to escape. That doesn't mean however, that you haven't tried to thrash your way out of this.

'You trust Loki being around her? Those two always were as thick as thieves...' Nat asks.

'I do actually... he knows how dangerous she can be in this state..'

'You mean the state you put her in?' She crosses her arms and looks at Tony.

'Don't start... I know what I did was wrong, I had no idea it would turn out like this!' He argues and she just scoffs.

'You knew she would get injured for life! Look at her damnit! I don't want to kill you for this but I sure as hell understand why she would want to... she looks like a zombie, Tony!' Natasha argues back to him, but the tone is not anger or hatred, not entirely.

Her tone consists more of that of someone grieving. Someone who is sad. There is still some anger there, but it gets overshadowed with the grief of the person you used to be, the person that died on that battlefield that day.

Another scream tears from your lips making everyone grimace, including Loki who is trying to dig into your mind.

'I need help from Wanda...' he speaks into the air. 'She has locked her memories away...'

You recoil at his words, the chains rattling as you try to move away from him. 'Why would you want to see those?'

'Perhaps I can make you forget those, I can make it go away...'

'My memories I'm sure you can take... but you cannot undo the damage done to me physically... I already look like a monster so I might as well be one...'

'You are not a monster... you saved the world...' he speaks.

'Look at me Loki... would you still love me like this? Wouldn't it scare you?'

'Of course I would... you have no idea how broken I was after you left..'

'my family to lied to me... and you are lying to me now as well... this world is not worth saving... and if you try to remove the memories, you'd break the last promise that still stands... will you also betray me? After everything we've been through?'

'You cannot hold that against me.. this isn't you... I am trying to help..'

'I DON'T WANT YOUR HELP! Take a good look Loki... this is me... so what will it be, Loki? Will you show me you still care, or will you side with them? You promised never to alter my mind...'

Wanda walks in on cue, you can see his decision written all over him as he stands to his feet again. He makes place for Wanda but his eyes stay on you, you however don't give him your attention anymore.

He was the last person that could change your mind if he wanted to. You still held hopes for him to be different, but as it turns out, demi-gods are not excluded from being cruel.

You stare past Wanda, a single tear running down the cheek that still has flesh on it. It breaks Loki's heart to see you like this. But he knows this is the right thing to do.

'I'm sorry, Y/n...'

Your eyes turn to meet hers. 'Don't give me that... you'll see that I am right...'

Her fingers inch towards your face, your face scrunching up when she actually places the tips against your head.

'Sorry..' she mutters before red starts glowing from underneath your skin and hers. You can feel it, it doesn't hurt, but you feel the pressure as she looks through every memory.

You gasp when she hits a certain memory though, the one entertaining your mind every minute of the day.

You've just snapped your fingers, the excruciating pain makes you whine out. You turn your head, Tony by your side.

'You're okay kid.. you're okay...'

'No, Tony...' you croak. 'Hurts so much...' you breathe. Your other hand grasps are his armor, crying out for him to do something.

'I know Y/n/n... I know...' The guilt on his face didn't say anything to you back then, but it says enough to Wanda now.

'Kill me... please...' you plead with Tony. 'I can't y/n, you need to fight through it...'

'Can't...'

Your vision blurs, you hear Tony yelling in the background for you to stay awake, but the pain is too much.

Wanda leans back a little as she lets you breathe. She knows how intense these things can be, she is ordered to change them for that reason, but she can't get herself to do it.

'You knew.. and you let her suffer...' she stands up and turns to the two way mirror. Her eyes still finding Tony's.

Her wrist flicks, the locks keeping you down jump open, effectively freeing you. You don't have the energy to stand up, but being free from your restraints feels good.

'You have to take responsibility, Tony...'

'Wanda, you have no idea what you just did... get out of that room, now!'

'Really Tony?' You croak out. 'You think I've turned enough that I would burn this place to the ground? I may be cruel but I am not as cruel as you... all I wanted is for you to admit what you did... I wouldn't kill you.. you have a kid...' you stand up.

'You think I am so far gone that I would destroy everyone's life, while I know what it feels like to actually have it destroyed...I just want to teach you a lesson...' you step forward to the mirror, but you get stopped by Loki.

A gasp falls from your lips as you feel the blade jam into your side. Your knees buckle and before Loki can catch you, Wanda has blasted him against the wall in anger.

'Y/n!' She shrieks as she rushes over to you. The rest from behind the mirror now rush to get to you too.

Wanda puts pressure on the wound, but as you put your hand on hers, she gets the message to let it be.

'I told him...to do it..' you speak.

'Why would you do that?'

'I can't live like this...but Tony will have to... knowing what he did... having to explain to everyone.. I'm sure with you.. he will never hear the end of it...'

'I understand... I felt the pain... I still do...'

'Ans it's Tony's fault...'