That Powerful Soul and Spirited Heart (Wingfic) Book 3

Chapter 16 G̴̛͜1̵̱̌!̷͖́t̷͉͑c̶̟̈́h̷͙͆

Tony's Pov:

I cracked my eye open feeling cold all over and numb...How long has it been since that happened? Hours? Days? I looked up as they opened the door...I felt numb...so numb. I wish I could just curl into Stephen right now or just go back and stop all of this from happening. I heard sobbing oh that was me...Probably cause it hurt...It hurt but I don't feel it. It's like I'm in a movie now.

I'm sitting in my head watching as they walk in and grab me the blood on the floor. They took me from Stephen and Clint...We had been in a cell together...Feels like it's been years since they took me. They forced me up on my feet dragging as I felt nothing my sobbing stopping as I felt light...So light and wrong. I heard my legs dragging as my head hung because I can't feel...I can't move when I can't feel what to move.

"They probably missed him...He has been gone all day." I heard one of the people dragging me say...So they took me and I was gone the whole day. Felt longer...The pain had made it feel longer...It's ok now cause everything's numb. I didn't even feel my soulmates...We turned and then turned again...my legs still dragging and the scuffing noise loud.

Why did I ever think I could have a kid with Stephen? I can't even protect myself or my soulmates. I heard a chocked off noise and someone let out a sob...They stopped and I heard them say something but I didn't care...They tossed me in my body hitting the ground hard but I didn't feel it...It was muffled...I saw Clint's feet and heard talking.

"Anthony? Darling?" I heard Stephen sob...I just stared forward cause I can't move...I'm numb. Clint sat down and looked into my eyes like he was searching for something...I tried twitching my wings but...everything's numb so I can't feel them there. "Please, darling...Please." I heard Stephen sob and felt a muffled touch on my cheek...No...I could feel it. Warm shaky hand on my cheek gently running down to my neck and pressing down...My pulse. I moved my hand dragging on the concrete...It hurt and so did my legs and head...I couldn't feel my wings still almost as if they...Oh right.

"Are my wings gone?" I mumbled and heard a choked noise. I felt myself being moved carefully and Stephen was holding me his wings wrapping around us. I let my head rest on his shoulder...I wanted this. I was tired...I frowned seeing the trail of blood. I let out a cry feeling a sharp pain on my back.

"Shit...I'm trying to be gentle," Clint said.

"You're alright," Stephen whispered.

"I feel...wrong," I mumbled and Stephen chocked on a sob.

"I know, darling...I know." Stephen said.

"They fucking cut them to all hell...I don't know if this will heal." Clint said...Oh, so I still have them.

"Just...fuck," Stephen said crying still.

"Strange this one is literally...hanging," Clint said and I let out a scream. Stephen shushed me holding me tight. "Sorry, had to...It was barely hanging there." Clint said and I shivered feeling cold.

"He's going to die if we don't do something," Stephen said.

"You'll have to help because this...this is really fucking bad," Clint said and Stephen closed his eyes tightly...He looked me in the eyes and gave me a gentle kiss before moving me again. I let out a whimper as I was laid on my stomach the cloak was quick to pillow my head. I let out a cry and tried to jerk away making it worse. "Fuck!" Clint snapped.

"It's ok...we can do this," Stephen said and the cloak rubbed at my cheek.

"The left is the worst," Clint said and I heard Stephen move then saw him pulling the blanket off the bed.