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I’m Iron-Man and I’m Back (MCU)

Tony Stark dies October 17th 2023. And wakes up on the 30th April 2016, three days before Lagos. Three days before the breaking of the Avengers begins. But now he has a chance. A chance to do it all over again. And not die trying.

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Struggling to see, Natasha pushed herself forward, tumbling out of the front doors of the building and out into the large open space between the road and the building where she could see a limp figure being pushed into a waiting black van.

Bullets splattered around their legs and Steve pulled her behind cover.

Looking up she could see the Winter Soldier pouring continuous bullets in their path, preventing them from racing out of cover to stop Tony from being taken.

Her head still felt dizzy and she felt sick to her stomach as the fumes from the smoke wreaked havoc on her body.

Natasha watched as Steve tried to make a run for the van but was stopped as the Winter Soldier landed in front of him, mask in place over his face, his eyes dull as his gun turned to focus upon Steve's chest.

Steve threw himself to the side and the bullet missed him, giving the Winter Soldier enough time to turn and run back to the waiting black van, leaping in behind where Tony had been thrown with the doors slamming behind him.

The van accelerated and roared off the premise and into the road as the five men who had collected Tony's limp body raced towards Steve and Natasha, their fists raised to fight.

Behind them smoke continued to pour out of the building and in the distance sirens could be heard.

Steve stood straight and tall, Natasha weak on her feet from the smoke inhalation.

"Stop right where you are!" demanded Steve, his voice ringing high and clear. "You can't win!"

"Doesn't matter," one man replied as he stalked forward. "It doesn't matter if we are caught. We've been rewarded handsomely for our assistance in acquiring Tony Stark. He'll be dead before you find him."

Natasha limped forward. "There are more ways to track a man than you imagine."

"It's already been prepared," another replied.

"What's been prepared?" Steve asked.

But none of the five men answered, instead breaking into a run and headed straight for them.

Natasha ducked, swinging her legs out tripping one man up, before punching another underneath the jaw.

A third tugged her hair and she found herself pulled back, only to whirl and knock him in the chin with her elbow, almost choking him.

She reached for her wrists, yanking up the sleeve to reveal a thinner bracelet, equipped with a few of her Widow's bites.

Tony had given it to her that morning, a weapon which had bypassed the sensors to get into the Accords.

Twisting her wrist she threw two of them at one of her attackers, electrifying him in the process. He fell and did not rise.

Next she twisted, kicking out with her left foot, connecting the sole with one of her attacker's head, pushing him away, giving her enough time to get to her feet and fire off another Widow's bite to hit him.

Now she was down to one, or was as Steve barrelled into the man, punching him in the head as he did so. The man collapsed to the ground, boneless and out cold.

Natasha breathed out easily.

"They got away."

"Don't worry." Nat pulled out her phone. "We can track Tony with his implants. He gave me access. I can get his location – " Her face fell. "Shit."

Steve frowned. "Not transmitting?" he asked.

Natasha shook her head. "No. They're offline. We can't trace him." Reaching to her earpiece which connected her to FRIDAY, Natasha spoke quietly. "FRIDAY, can you trace the black van that just left?"

It was a few moments before she got a response. "No. The van entered a tunnel not far from here. It hasn't left."

Natasha cursed under her breath. "They swapped vehicles out of sight of any cameras. We can't trace him."

"And they have Bucky too," said Steve.

"I know." Natasha turned back to the building behind them as emergency vehicles pulled up. "Steve, we have to come at this from a different angle. Maybe we can still track Tony before Ross fulfils his plan?"

"Are we still assuming its Ross?"

Natasha's eyes zeroed in on a man stumbling from the building as the emergency services barrelled past.

"Him. I saw him with Tony just before the flash went off. I turned away just as he got shot. I didn't see it, but are you sure he was shot?"

"Positive."

Natasha winced. She hoped there hadn't been any casualties. "Then let us get ourselves a man to interrogate."

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The darkness started to recede and a dull pain in his shoulder began to throb as consciousness slowly started to bring him out of the slumber he was in.

Tony shifted uncomfortably, his eyes opening slowly. His shoulder burned. His vision focused.

He was flat out on the floor of a large van, arms unbound and ankles free.

That was a big mistake. Moving his head he saw his captor.

The Winter Soldier stood on guard, holding a gun pointed right at Tony.

"I don't suppose I can offer you freedom in return for letting me go?" asked Tony.

The Soldier did not reply.

Agony burst through his shoulder and he gingerly felt behind his back, feeling for the entry wound.

It had been patched up. He'd been out longer than he thought.

He got to his feet, the gun following his every movement.

"I guess you have orders to wound not kill?" Tony tried again.

He could hear the sound of an engine. The van he was in was taking him somewhere.

Still no response.

He still had his watch. But he was injured.

He knew he'd lose.

It was worth a shot.

He tapped the front of his watch, pulling on the gauntlet before the Soldier could react, twisting his palm and firing at the Winter Soldier.

The Soldier moved, twisted and lashed out, aiming for Tony's head with the butt of his gun.

Tony ducked, thrusting out his arm with the gauntlet, firing off a shot but the Soldier had been ready for the attack.

He was already leaping to the side, using the sides of the van to catapult himself off of it, leaping towards Tony, who tried to shift his aim only for the Soldier to tackle him before he had a chance to retaliate.

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