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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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Wednesday 22nd June 2016

The bullet tore into his thigh, tearing through ligaments and muscles and striking the bone, burying deep into his leg.

Tony screamed, trying to jerk away but the steel grip of the Winter Soldier on his hair prevented him from twisting away.

Breathing heavily, he forced himself to look up at Ross. "You missed."

"I shot you where I wanted to, Stark." Ross walked slowly towards him until the butt of the gun was pressing against Tony's head.

"Blowing your brains out will be the last thing I do." He shifted his aim and fired again, only this time into Tony's already injured shoulder.

"Your downfall… is… your… own…" Tony panted, trying to ignore the pain shooting through his whole body.

Fresh blood leaked from the two wounds in his leg and his shoulder. "You know… before… you kill me… How did you manage it?"

Ross scrutinised him. "To get you? You have many enemies, Stark, some just waiting for a chance to be given a shot at you. You've been under my surveillance for a long time. After you unleashed Ultron, I visited you at your new Compound, remember?"

Tony froze. He remembered.

For him, it was such a long time ago but for Ross, it was only a year ago. "The world was already turning against the Avengers. Surveillance was needed. The people you hired to build the new Compound were also under our pay salary with strict instructions to lay the groundwork for undetectable surveillance to be built into it. Only certain areas are covered. Your office for one. Just a tiny camera, small enough to be undetectable, always recording every moment of the day. Your little hidden draw was not so hidden to me. I saw you install it. I know how it works. I know it needs finger-print recognition. Easy to add another finger-print to a system once you have a way in, isn't it? William is quite skilled with computers."

Tony gritted his teeth. Ross had always been one step ahead of them. "Espionage, that's how you did it. You always had a backdoor." If the cameras had been installed before Tony had added FRIDAY, no wonder she wouldn't have detected the other system.

It was a basic system, a small camera that probably had no links to the mainframe.

"Naturally. It was easy for William to hack into your secure files and find everything we needed to know. Once you have a backdoor, it can be used as many times as we liked."

"And coffee? You drugged us…"

Ross laughed. "Very easy. One of the domestics was on my payroll as well as yours. She refilled the sugar pot the night before with a sleeping agent. The coffee would have been too predictable. And I know you have plenty of sugar in your coffee, Stark. You never suspected a thing."

Tony glared at his captor. "And who came into my office to steal the Red Book?"

"The domestic did. Once you were out she went in, took what she needed, and left but made sure to leave a mess behind. Make it look authentic at least. She is now far away from here. I paid her quite handsomely to carry this off. No one will be able to identify her. You'll be dead and this information will not make its way back to anyone. We won't be leaving this room alive, Stark."

So he'd been right to predict Ross's plan. Tony smirked. "So you'll frame an innocent man for your crimes?"

Ross laughed. "Barnes is hardly innocent. He's killed many people in his time. We will be his last victims. I kill you, he kills me and then he has orders to wait until we are found and then he will be charged with our murder. His numerous crimes will be leaked and his fate will be sealed."

The Winter Soldier did not move from behind Tony.

He was fully aware of what his orders were and could not countermand them himself.

He was in Ross's complete control, holding Tony steady.

"I have four bullets left, Stark. Where shall I shoot you next?"

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Natasha leaned back in the chair frustrated by the lack of progress. Her left shoulder burned with pain and her thigh was throbbing.

She didn't know why. She assumed she'd overstretched herself fighting but it didn't make sense.

She was trawling through security footage of the tunnel where they knew vehicles had been swopped.

It was tiresome work. Tracking every single vehicle and finding where it went to see if it would lead to any clues as to which one now held Tony.

Or where it had taken him. They'd already sent Rhodey to investigate for any secret pathways from the tunnel. He'd found nothing.

"Ouch!" A burning pain shot up her wrist and she rubbed it. It hurt like hell.

Where was this pain coming from? It felt like the burn from gunshot wounds…

Natasha paused.

Tony had been shot in the shoulder and she had an ache exactly where he'd been injured…

What if he is getting shot in different places?

Somehow I'm feeling it…

She closed her eyes and tried to calm her racing heart.

Focusing her mind upon the area of her wrist, which still burned, Natasha sought her way through the pain and she found herself looking out of Tony's eyes.

In front of him was Ross, holding a gun at him.

She couldn't hear what was being said but she knew he was in trouble and he'd been shot multiple times, judging by the burning pain she could feel through his whole body.

He remained defiant. Not scared, determined to meet his fate with dignity if he was to die here today.

Tony? She tried, hoping he might answer her.

He didn't.

Ross aimed the gun, swerving it around in the air, talking to Tony as he undoubtedly tried to decide where he was going to wound Tony next.

Clearly there was only one way this would end: Tony would be shot dead.

Natasha pulled herself away, trying to bring herself back to her body.

It felt like she had seen into Tony's soul. Her very body tingled as if they were now linked. She knew where he was.

She could feel him, not far from where she was. His soul was burning in her brain, leading her to him.

Even when she opened her eyes she still felt the tug of his soul on hers. The burning of his soul urged her forward in her steps.

"Steve…" she said, reaching where Steve was going through his own data from the tunnel. "I know where Tony is."

"You do? Where is he?"

"Not far from here. He's been taken to a hotel near the airport. In the basement." She could feel him close to the airport.

It was only a twenty-minute drive… twenty minutes Tony did not have.

"Did you track one of the vehicles there?" asked Steve.

She nodded. She couldn't tell him she seemed to have a connection to Tony which told her where he was. She'd only just learned of it.

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