Stark Syndrome: IronStrange

Confrontation

Tony had trouble sleeping. How was he supposed to have dreams of where this Lord took Strange. How was he supposed to dream when he couldn't sleep out of fear and worry? Endless thoughts of what was happening to Strange tormented Tony. He thought about his revenge if they hurt him in any way. Suddenly he looked down thinking about how he felt. "Why?!" He asked himself. Either he didn't understand or he refused to see the reasons why he felt the way he felt. He decided to drink because what else was there todo? Piper was away on a business trip. He was alone that night and tried so hard to forget the night Strange enlightened him. Something about it was bittersweet. Despite trying not to, he remembered every detail, including the images Strange showed him. Not as afraid as he used to be about what he saw. He ended up comforted by the knowledge of their existence. Tony realized something else... How he felt when Strange opened his eyes. Was it his touch? His power? Something, some stronger force was at work. Tony passed out from the drinking. Then it hit him all at once. He saw Strange, in a dark cave, and then he recognized the forest and mountains. He knew now, a hidden cave in Yellow Stone national Park. He saw a flash of a knife pressed to Strange's neck and a familiar voice rang out "Come alone Stark. Don't make me harm anyone else.". He screamed out in his sleep waking in fear but more so anger. Nothing but boxers on, he was covered with nervous sweat. On his way to grab a towel he caught himself in the mirror...  sweat dripping down his brow, breathing heavy, tasting the salt on his lips. Beads of sweat dripping down his muscular arms and built chest.  Staring into his eyes trying to clear his head, they seemed more hollow then usual, dark even. He knew he was broken, hurting, and now even more foggy with little sleep and a lot of rage. He was almost afraid to go But maybe more so afraid of what he would find. He kept looking in the mirror but now thinking of Strange in pain and suddenly a determined expression flooded his face...  "Bad idea or not, I'm going."

He dried off, dressed, and put doubts and worries behind him. He walked out on the balcony down the upper isle to overlook the city, only because it might be the last time he sees these lights again. Partly suiting up on the way, it folded over his skin crawling over him like a heavy disease. He stood at the buildings edge with no railing to guard a fall from this particular spot. Leaving his helmet off to breath in delightfully putrid smells of the city. He thought no matter what would happen he had mentally prepared himself for it. He has known torture and neglect, pain and complete sacrifice. What else could there be? He took one step back and launched closing his helmet. Flying as fast as his newest nanotech suit would take him.

It was twilight AM when Tony arrived at the cave. Before he went in he glanced at the sunrise, then quickly turned from it into the darkness. No time to look back now. Squeezing through a corridor the cave naturally made, making small scraping noises with his suit against the walls. The claustrophobic feeling made him uneasy but soon enough he was through. The cave opened into a very large cavern. His built in night vision wasn't enough to see to the other side. He used one of his repulsers of which he modified to glow brightly, perfect for the occasion. Lighting the room didn't go as well as he thought it would. He looked at his repulser light confused, it didn't seem to light the open cave as much as it had lit dark rooms in previous tests. Something was off. Looking around he noticed a cave wall looked odd.... was it moving? He tried to look harder and focus his light, just then a giant Ora of darkness unattached from the cave wall and made the form he had seen before. His light grew more dim as the giant darkness moved towards him. It was so distorted his mind had trouble making out its features. He focused.... hands made of thorns and crooked bones? Horns like antlers? A hollow spot where his face should be and dark red eyes? He wasn't entirely sure what he was looking at.

A cold hallow voice called out "Stark...."
"Show yourself!" He yelled at the distortion.
"Of course..." the fluid dark figure surprisingly replied. The darkness started to fold on itself and out of that darkness formed another monster. Stark took a step back and almost lost his balance over a cliff. The monster looked black as night, almost like a black skeleton with tightly wrapped black skin, black majestic antlers for horns, limbs and fingers abnormally long with dark glowing red eyes. Phobos was slowly walking towards tony now nearly in front of him, Tony asked "Where's Strange!?" The monster replied "He's here, alive, let's have a little fun first." Phobos placed his distorted black hand on Tony's shoulder. Before Tony could do anything to fight off his grip, he was frozen. A sharp pain came over his body and the nanotech suit was disintegrating off of him leaving him shirtless and half shredded pants underneath. When Phobos let go Tony fell to the floor with a groan of pain. His suit was gone. Now hopeless and in a good amount of pain on his knees, he looked up past Phobos to see Strange bound to the cave wall.