Pawprints

Steve couldn't think of a time where there was so much tension between him and his team. Clint and Natasha gave one-word answers to whatever questions he threw at him. Even when he asked Natasha to describe the monsters in a bid to have a lengthier answer, she simply answered curtly, "Dangerous." Steve was sure even the Hulk was angry at him, needing more time to be calmed down by Natasha and Clint, and he took more time to understand Steve's instructions. Steve was trying not to tear his hair out- It was infinitely more frustrating than the time Clint and Tony bedazzled his shield and the crook laughed so much he couldn't fight and that was saying something.

Finally, after long bouts of radio silence, Clint spoke up, "Library." Steve understood immediately (he wished he hadn't though- that would have made Clint give a longer answer.). Whacking the strange duck-like monster that he had been fighting one more time, he sprinted for the library, Clint and Natasha right behind him. The Hulk was still raging outside, finishing off the remaining monsters.

Striding into the library, Steve put his shield up just in case this new scientist had another gun. Stepping into the room, Steve had to do a double-take. Quick as a flash,

Natasha had him pinned down. "How did you escape?" She barked at the cowering scientist, the exact same one that had shot Stark days ago.

The scientist struggled futilely, before giving in, growling, "I'm his twin brother, you idiots! I was the one that created the serum to change that Stark into a dog!"

Clint stepped up beside Natasha. "Can you change him back?" The scientist stared hard at the two spies, an oily smirk forming on his features. "You don't have to, my men will take care of it."

Steve frowned, confusion flitting across his face. "You mean you'll help us? Wha-" Steve was cut off my Natasha shoving the scientist at his face. "Natasha, what?"
Natasha ignored him, choosing to sprint out of the building with Clint hot on her heels. Steve sprinted out with them, a million questions racing through his head. Tossing the smug scientist in a heap at some surprised agent's feet, he gasped, "Arrest him and bring him to Fury-" before running to Natasha and Clint, who were gathered around a calmed down Doctor Banner, a blanket draped over him as he changed into clothes. He distinctly heard Natasha hiss, "Hurry up, Bruce!" and Bruce's flustered reply, "Okay, okay!"

Stumbling to a stop, he asked, "What's going on? What did that scientist mean?" He could almost hear Natasha's eye-roll, as she explained shortly, "I think this was a diversion to move us away from Tony. I think Tony's been kidnapped." As Bruce finished changing, he yelped, "Okay, let's go!" And they sped off towards the QuinJet, leaving a confused but worried Steve behind.

Steve soon snapped out of his reverie for two reasons: One, he was genuinely worried and confused about what was going on. Two, the QuinJet was revving up and he wasn't sure if they were going to wait for him. Stepping onboard the craft just seconds before it took off, Steve tried asking his team mates questions but was rewarded with zero answers as each member was focused on getting to Tony, and fast.

When they finally reached the QuinJet, Clint and Natasha immediately sprinted for the Movie Room, each looking as if they were competing in the Olympics. Steve and Bruce joined them moments later, standing around a patch of the floor. Upon reaching, Bruce gave a small gasp of horro. There were tufts of fur all over the floor, and a smear of blood next to them.

Tony was nowhere to be seen.