Chapter 2
Steve woke up with a wince, and looked at his surroundings. Nothing was familiar, everything was dark except a simple light bulb that dangled on the ceiling. He looked around and categorized everything around him, his hands were tied with something resembling metal bands connected with chains above his head but when he tried to pull them apart, they wouldn’t budge. Go figure. He wasn’t lying on the ground as he initially thought, as he tried to get up but groaned when he noticed the ache all over his body. Slowly the events of the previous day came back to him, or was it more than a day, he no idea how long was he out. Adjusting his eyesight, he gave himself a quick look over and saw that he was shirt less but was easily able to see the bullet scars adorning his chest, and scratches from where the bullets only scraped a part of his skin on his arm. They were healing, albeit a bit slowly. Seeing as his only option was to either break out of the chains or wait for his team, he chose the latter one since the chains won't budge even a bit and waited for his captors to make demands. In his heart he knew it won't be easy, after all it was Hydra and if they captured him it could only be for only a few reasons.
“What do you mean he was kidnapped? Are you fucking kidding me right now, he’s a super soldier how the hell were they able to take him down so easily?”
“We don’t know Tony and we didn’t have the time to turn back and look for him, the building’s upper floors had all but crumbled and he was in the basement.” Nat said, her exhaustion and worry reflecting on her face
“So, you are trying to tell me we don’t even know if he is alive or not, fuck.”
“What’s happening here guys and where’s Stevie?” Bucky asked as he entered the common floor, probably coming from the gym if the state of sweat on his arms and the towel slung on his shoulders had anything to say.
He was met with pin drop silence. “Guys?”
Tony spoke up, “He isn't with them, fuck guys, why are we sitting like this? JARVIS run facial algorithms in all the areas in Delaware. Hack all CCTV cameras in the state and get me a hit on Steve.”
“Stark what’s happening?”
“Bucky, we lost Steve; he was in the basement levels of the base we infiltrated. And the building started crumbling as soon as we got out, Steve was still in the basement levels.” Nat supplied.
“What? You gotta be kidding me Nat! Shit, what are we gonna do now?”
“Sir, there is an incoming signal coming from an unknown server, it's a live video, I would recommend you all to come in the living room to view it” JARVIS spoke up cutting Bucky’s freak out.
Everyone rushed to the communal floor, a shaky video appearing on the huge LED in the lounge. There was a shaky feed on the tv showing Steve chained to the walls, hands hanging in air with something that looked like metal bands, the same bands on his ankles. Tony inhaled a shaky breath and fell on the couch, Bucky started swearing, his right hand trembling and sat on the armchair on the opposite end from the couch. Clint drew out a loud motherfucker and rubbed a hand through his hair down his face, whereas Nat stood stock still in front of the television. Nothing actually was happening at the moment on the feed but the message was quite clear. Time seemed to stretch out every second feeling longer than it actually was. What seemed like hours but actually were minutes someone entered in the room in which Steve was tied up. A girl with short black hair but she had her back toward the camera. Steve never broke eye contact with her, glaring at her with a coldness in his eyes that was even visible even through the trashy quality of the video feed. As soon as she started speaking Tony called out to JARVIS to start a voice recognition algorithm and start tracking possible matches.
“Hello Captain, looks like we finally got our hands on you. It's an honor to finally meet you, after all you aren’t an easy catch,” the girl which had entered the room said to Steve in a shrilly voice.
Steve kept his head high, not breaking the eye contact but not giving her any reaction either. He knew if he showed even a bit of emotion on his face, they’ll start thinking of him as someone who’s easy to rile up.
“C’mon Captain you should know better than not to play along. I don’t really like to run after someone you know and I will have my way,” the girl said with a leer and caressing a finger across Steve’s cheekbones down to his jawline.
“Yeah well I don’t really like to play easy with people who tend to kidnap me you know,” Steve said voice sharp as ice. He didn’t anticipate the hard slap that came in answer to his snark, “I won’t like to damage this pretty face of yours now so how bout you keep it shut unless you have to talk about the useful information we need.”
“What is it that you want?”
“Oh, look at that right to the point, I like that. You see our request is quite simple, how about you start telling us about Tony Stark.”