Give Your Heart A Break (Tony Stark Fanfic)

Chapter 38: Ziptied on a Bed

Chapter 38: Ziptied on a Bed

Unknown POV:

My phone started ringing. I glanced at my phone. It's Killian. He better have good news.

"Don't waste my time Killian," I said threateningly.

"I have good news boss." He said.

"Spill."

"We've captured Riley and Tony. We already put Extremis in Riley's system." He informed me.

I smirked.

"Very good. I want her delivered to me ALIVE by tomorrow. Am I understood?" I demanded.

"Yes boss. Is there anything else I can do for you?" He asked.

"I want the big show to happen tonight. And most importantly, before Riley regains her strength take her necklace." I told him.

"Yes boss." He obeyed.

I hang up. I smirked. My plan is working way better than I thought. 

Tony's POV

I opened my eyes.

I found myself in a dungeon.

"Ah!" I grunted as I tried moving but couldn't.

I was zip tied up to a bed. I looked and see Maya looking at me with a smile.

"It's just like old times, huh?" She teased.

"Oh yeah only this time its with zip ties." I said with a frown.

"It wasn't my idea." She said shaking her head.

"Ok so you took Killian's card." I said.

"I took his money." She corrected me.

"And here you are thirteen years later, in a dungeon." I said.

"No," she denied.

"Yeah."

"No you're in a dungeon, I'm free to go." Maya said.

"Yeah?" I asked unconvinced.

"A lot has happened Tony. But I'm close." I continued to struggle with getting out of my zip ties.

"Extremis is practically stabilized." She said walking up to me.

"I'm telling you, it isn't!" I exclaimed.

"I'm on the street. People going bang. They're painting the wall. Maya, you're kidding yourself."

"Then help me fix it." She said softly.

She pulls out a name tag. 'You know who I am' was written on it. And there was written formulas at the back.

"Did I do that?" I asked not really sure.

Maya let the name tag drop and she looks at me in disbelief.

"Yes."

"I remember the night, not the morning." I said cheekily.

She continued to stare at me in disbelief.

"Is that what you've been chasing around?" I asked.

"You don't remember?" She asked her voice cracking a bit.

"I can't help you. You used to have a moral psychology. You used to have ideals. You wanted to help people. Now look at you." I said.

She tried looking at me with a straight face but I can see her soft side is trying to get to her. I knew it was working.