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Tony lay in the snow that was slowly forming around him due to the blizzard that hit Siberia. He didn't know how long he lay there in the absolute cold, but it was long enough for the sun to begin to set and Tony to finally lose feeling throughout his entire body, even his completely destroyed right arm.

The entire time he sat in the cold dead suit, the only thing he could think about was the fight that had happened before Rogers and Barnes left.

Tony was sure that Steve was going to let the shield fall on his head and decided in the seconds before it fully hit him to move to the arc reactor. If he was honest with himself, it was a good idea to go for the reactor. Not only would the damage leave him crippled and confused, but it would also mean he would be unable to control his suit.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a small prick in his neck, and soon he began to do the only thing he was trying to avoid. Tony succumbed to the darkness known as unconsiousness.

-

Steve and Bucky had just landed in Wakanda when they were greeted by Prince T'Challa, his sister Shuri, and a group of security guards.

“Thanks for giving us a sanctuary while we get things in order.” Steve thanked him and extended his hand to shake the hand the prince offered.

“Please, Captain, I don’t fully agree with the accords myself, so I feel like I should help in any way I can because I’m doing the right thing.”

"And we appreciate T'Challa very much."

They exchanged smiles and a long handshake before the prince led them to show the group: Natasha, Clint, Wanda, Sam, Bucky and Strva to see where they would be staying for the foreseeable future.

-

When Tony woke up, he didn't know where he was, but he noticed one thing: he felt warmer, he was tied up, and a throbbin sensation was coming from his right side.

He was quick enough to blink away the blurry vision and notice that he was in a surgical ward that reeked of antiseptic. Soon the doctor came into view and his hearing returned.

"Сэр, я не могу починить его руку, нам нужно удалить ее и заменить одной из наших новых рук. " The doctor was talking to some unknown person.

(Sir, I can't fix his arm, we will have to remove it and replace it with one of our new arms.) 

"Все, что нужно сделать, чтобы мы могли дать ему сыворотку как можно скорее. Я хочу, чтобы этот проект начался как можно скорее, Доктор!" The invisible voice said before footsteps could be heard existing the room.

(Whatever needs to be done so we can give him the serum as soon as possible. I want this project to start as soon as possible Doctor!)

Tony say the doctor turn to him with a slight smile on his face. "Don't worry Mr. Stark, your just going to feel a slight pinch and you'll be good as new soon." As he finished the sentence he felt a prink in the side of his neck and as Tony's vision started fading away from view, the last thing he saw was a maddening smile on the older man's face.

Then everything went dark and Tony was left to his own mind, unknowing to the situation he was currently faced with.

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When Tony woke up, he felt a brief wave of panic before he calmed down and looked around. He could still smell the antiseptic, but now he could taste a small amount of copper in the lining of his mouth.

It was at that moment that the consequences of the situation in which he found himself became clear to him. Tony was in a completely unknown place, not to mention no one knew he was gone, let alone that he had been kidnapped. And those who knew where he was thought that he was fine.

Tony was brought out of his own thoughts by a clanging sound and a sharp pain shooting through his right arm. He couldn't help but whimper at the sudden pressure. It was then that he finally examined his surroundings. He was surrounded by a bunch of different doctors and what seemed like the odd Nazi mixed in with HYDRA agents.

"Good, it is nice to see you awake Mr. Stark." The seeming leader spoke with a heavy Russian accent but an ugly smile testing on the equally ugly face behind it.

 "Кажется, тебе удалось долго поспать, я не то чтобы жалуюсь. Легче работать, когда пациент спит." The doctor from before spoke. ("It seems that you managed to sleep for a long while, not that I'm complaining. It's easier to operate when your patient is asleep.")

Tony jerked his arm from a minute before finding himself tied down, nor by rope or hand cuffs, if only. He found himself being fully tied down with thick metal clamps holding down both of his arms and legs, one over his waist and the other on his chest right below his arc reactor.

"Before you say anything.." Tony managed to wheeze out before letting out a cough from his dry throat, he continued. "I won't build you anything, I'd rather die."

"You won't be dying Mr. Stark, it's quite simple. You are HYDRA now, you are ours, and you will do what we want." 

Tony felt himself pale as he heard the words coming from the leaders voice before pulling against the metal again and hearing clanging of... metal against metal. He looked over to his right and he couldn't help but let out a gasp of horror seeing the metal appendage that replaced his right arm. 

The leader in front let out a laugh as he watched Tony's face morph into one of horror before speaking again. "We had to fix you, your beloved captain had damaged you so much, but we can't have you damaged when using the serum, so we helped fix that problem."

"You won't get away with this, no matter what you do we're going to take you down, and we are going to beat you. We always do."

"Oh but Stark, we have already won. You just haven't realized that yet."

-

Steve and Natasha found themselves settled in the living room of the small wing that T'Challa had provided them with. They had been talking about the whole Civil War that had happened a week ago and so far the conversation wasn't heading the direction it had started in. 

"I just can't believe that he wouldn't see it from our point of view, I thought he wanted to be a hero. I didn't think he would go as far as too convince everyone we are Criminals." Steve was currently arguing as his anger started to blossom up to the surface of his emotions.

And of course, Wanda, Scott, Sam, Bucky, and Clint decided to join them in the living room. Of course, Steve didn't notice any of the 5 joining them.

"Steve, I think you should calm down and look at it from his point of view-" Natasha begun before getting cut off not even 10 seconds into speaking.

"No! He knew knew Accords were wrong but he chose to do nothing about it! He I no better then the bad guys that we fight Tasha! Now I understand why Howard why so harsh on him, he has no sense now so I'm guessing he had less sense as a child! I can't believe that I trusted him on my team!" Steve had taken to passing in small lines to help let out his anger.

"Tony pretend to be one of us but as soon as he was able too, he let us. He threw us to the dirt Tasha, why can't you see that?!"

"Steve, I'm not saying your wrong-"

"Then what are you saying?!"

"I'm saying that maybe he had a lapse in judgement. He must have been forced or blackmailed by Ross or someone else to sign." Natasha suggested, and that's when Wanda popped in, alerting Steve to her presence.

"You except someone who locked me away when I save lives, someone who killed my parents to be a good guy? He isn't and he will never be a good guy, He should be in the deepest pits of hell for what he's done, Steve is right. Stark isn't a good man, he's only what people think of him. And he's managed to fool the whole world into believe himself a hero when he's nothing more then a murderer..."

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Tony had no idea how he found himself here but he did. He was being dunked into a massive pit of water, held there for a minute or two, pulled out enough to get a breath or two then repeated.

He could have held his breath and managed to make it out of there without any of the damaged but the fact that he felt himself drift into the panic that had again flooded himself was ruining that plan.

He was back in the cave, he couldn't save Yinsen. He killed Yinsen.

And all of a sudden even when he was pulled out of the water he couldn't breath. Tony wasn't being hit with electricity, but it felt like it. He could thank trauma for that later. 

He didn't know how long he was in there but it was long enough that it felt like he had been drowning forever. What felt like a few hours, he let himself succem to the brief view of unconciousness, only remembering at the last minute he might be dead. Then his world went blank.

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He had no idea how long it had been since he left the world of the living, only the fact that it burned to breath, and everything was too bright around himself. Tony’s vision started to clear up as he felt a sharp throbbing pain through his skull and what felt like his head being yanked back. 

“Rise and Shine Soldier...” A heavy Russian accent spoke out, which did nothing to soothe the sharp pains from the migraine which was surprisingly receding. 

“Doctor, what is his status?” 

“He seems to be healing at the advanced stage that we want him to be, and it seems that the serum is also numbing his frontal lobe. It seems he is stressing himself to his limit through the fact that he cannot remember where he is,” 

The doctor was speaking in a more German accent then the others, and Tony at least could tell it wasn’t the same doctor from before. He tried opening his mouth to speak but all that left him was a small squeak. 

One of his only weapons of defense, his voice and wit, was now gone and he felt utterly defenseless. He didn’t know how the doctor knew, but the doctor was correct. Tony was starting to freak out from the realization that he can’t remember what had happened before he had woken up. He could still remember memories from way back to when he was 2, but certain items from those memories were gone.

“Will that harm his productivity, Doctor?” The buffer man had asked.

“Not in the slightest, if anything it will make it so we don’t have to do as much work. Mixing with the new serum we have made, I do believe we have found our newest winter soldier, and he will be the best we have ever made before.”

The buff man, Tony was just going to refer to him as the leader, smile a smile that he had seen before, on Obie. The leader walked forward again and took Tony’s face in his hands, gently which surprised him greatly. 

“Believe it or not, we don’t want to hurt you. We just want to make you better then you were, soon enough you will be great. You will be our Fox, and no one will ever hurt you again, I think we just need to help you realize this don’t we?”

Tony felt it hard admitting that he was scared, but he would openly admit that at this moment in time that he was absolutely terrified. He tried to shake his head fearing what would come to be when they would ‘help him’ but the man just laughed a sour laugh.

“Don’t worry, we’ll help you fox, we’ll make you feel better..”

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Wanda and Steve were chilling out in their ‘common room’ just minding their own business. “I think the training is helping me control the powers now,” Wanda smiled as she produced a small wisp of red magic that flew across her fingers and then glided across Steve’s arms before disappearing.

“I’m glad that the training is helping, I knew that all you needed was a helping hand.” 

Steve had an overly happy smile gracing his face as he wrapped an arm around Wanda to bring her into a side hug and she melted into the touch. “I’m sorry I caused all of this to happen,” she said in what sounded like a sad tone, luckily Steve couldn’t see the smile on her face through the hug.

“It isn’t your fault Wanda, it’s Tony’s. You’re just a child, he needs to understand that. I won’t let you be punished for something you wouldn’t control.”

Wanda stiled to herself as she settled down further into the hug, the red pew of magic dusting her eyes and she dusted over the mind link she still had over Tony. She felt pain, tiredness, and most of all fear. And it felt her to the brim with happiness.

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Everyday during the next 3 months were the same. Tony would find himself back inside the bunker fighting Steve. Every time Steve would end up throwing him around like a ragdoll, as if he weighed nothing and Tony felt every inch of the pain.

He felt the bones snap each time Steve punched them. He felt his lungs start to collapse as the shield bared inside of this chest each time. 

But every time after Steve leaves him there the leader shows up, takes him away and makes everything feel better no matter how much Tony feels as though he has to hate the man, the man who’s been on the enemies team, he can’t help but feel as though he needs the man. Every touch the leader gives Tony makes him feel so much more calm and collected.

Any by everytime Tony begins to fall asleep the leader always informs him that Hydra was his home, that Hydra will always save him, and that Hydra would protect him.

-

2 months later T’challa gets a call from the president that the Accords board of directors have agreed to pardon the rogue avengers and give them a new shot. They were all over the moon to hear the news that they were free and able to travel back home. 

“It’s official, welcome back Avengers.” General Ross said and he welcomed the group back as they exited the quinjet, returning to American soil once again.

“It’s good to be back, Thank you again for letting us come back home and thank you for seeing it from our point of view.” Steve shook the general's hand with a matching smile to the man in front of him.

“If you would like to follow me then I’ll escort you to the conference room. I know you just landed but there is some serious business to attend to.”

Some with shocked faces and some with concern, they followed the general inside to the nearest conference room, but noticing someone missing. Clearly no one had the idea to speak about it until they were all seated at the huge table.

“So it’s clear that Stark still thinks of these meetings above himself.” Natasha scoffed as he placed a hand on her forehead to massage her temples slightly.

“That’s what we are actually here to talk about. Mr Stark has been missing for the past 3 months.”

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Tony couldn’t feel his body from the pain that was pricking his body constantly. He saw Steve constantly throwing him, punching him, and slamming his shield into him constantly. After what seemed like forever a few Hydra agents came through and saved him from the cold floor of Siberia again.

For Tony this kept happening once, it just seemed like it had happened once to his brain. But, to the rest of Hydra, they had people wearing costumes relatively similar to Captain America and Bucky Barnes to stimulate his brain into thinking Hydra was the one who save him, Captain America was trying to kill him and Hydra took it out of the goodness of their hearts to save him because they cared. 

And after every time, the leader would bring him into a room and talk him down like he was currently doing. Tony was shaking like a leaf and he was cradled in the leader's  arms as if he was a child being protected by a parent. “Captain Rogers won’t hurt you again моя лиса. Remember we are always here to help you..”

Tony let out a small whimper as he curled Up farther in a ball leaning into the touch being given to him by the leader.

“What do we do to help you моя лиса?”

Tony took a minute before speaking in a hoarse, shaking voice. “You save me from him, protect me…”

The leader let out some noise of encouragement before speaking again. “And who are you?”

Tony let out a confused noise trying to shuffle through his brain to remember. “I don’t know who I am…”

The leader let out a soft noise of understanding as he moved Tony’s face to look up and face him. “You are моя лиса, don’t worry. We will help you remember.” And with that Tony let himself fall back into the oh so familiar pit of darkness and despair.

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Tony had now been trapped inside of the Hydra base for 6 months now. He wouldn't consider himself trapped, it was his 'sanctuary'. They went out of their way to save him from almost dying at the hands of America's protector.

He was in hand to hand combat training at the moment, and it was safe to say that he had imported greatly since he had arrived at the Hydra base. Tony was now one of their most deadly soldier and he hadn't even gone out on a mission yet. 

They had learned from their past mistakes. They hadn't left a single stone untouched within Tony’s mind. They had completely twisted his mind towards their favor, painting the Avengers as his abusers, and painting themselves as his Hero's. They made it seem like Hydra had grown past the bad things they had done and were working towards a better cause. 

That cause being a safer world, a safer planet. With no Avengers there to tarnish all of their hard work.

-

It had not been 6 months Since Tony went missing and the Avengers had no lead on what happened to their favorite genius. 

They had spent the first months earthing through every known property he had, ever one of his favorite vactionspots, even the hotels he frequently visited. And they found nothing.

They tried tracking his tecunology, it was offline. 

They tried tracking his suits, all but one were at Stark tower, the other had shown it was destroyed.

Nothing.

On month 5 they started tracking camera's trying to find a facial recognition on him. Only to find out, the last day he was ever seen was the day of their huge fight.

They spent the whole month judt digging through security cameras, security tapes, anything to find him.

Nothing.

They were now on month 6 of Tony being missing and it was safe to say, it was a complete shit show. They had been searching for 3 months straight, and they had come up with nothing.

"There has to be something that we can use to find him!" Clint groaned as he dragged a hand down his face from frustration.

"Clint, we're trying everything." Natasha had responded, her naturally calm voice betraying her for once.

Wanda, hadn't been helping them with the investigation at all. In her mind she believed it was a waste of time. She was happy that he was gone, finally able to have some peace of mind.

"It's been 6 months since people have seen him though! We're never going to find him now!" Clint continued whining, now resorting to banging his head against the wooden table inside of the conference room.

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Tony had finished training for the day, and as a reward for doing so well in training, they had allowed him some time to relax and tinker on some updates for his arm. 

He was beyond happy with the praise they were giving him and he would give anything for it to continue.

See they didn't just change some things with the winter soldier programing, they scrapped the whole idea and restarted. Where they first tried force and abuse, they now tried praise and rewarding. 

That's how they quickly found out, that in this case Senario, it worked better.

They had him begging for the praise, and when he gained it from doing what they wanted, he glowed and grew, but so did his desire for their praise, for the rewards. 

Where they started with brutal training, they now had scheduled training, which he could focus on what he though he needed to work on, and funny enough, they listened and they helped him improve. 

Where they had closed quarters and kept locking their assets in a cell, they now had Tony in a room across from the leader. He had a comfortable bed, a bathroom, and clothing. He was also free to roam the base at certain times, providing he was good.

Where they had the name asset, they let him keep his name. They let him choose, and he chose to be the leaders fox.

It was scary how they had changed so fast, and how large their results had been. This was their first asset who hadn't fought back, who hadn't rebelled, and hadn't tried escaping.

If anything, he begged them to keep him their, to let him help. And they accepted him with wide open arms.

Tony was humming to himself as he continued tinkering when the Leader walked into his small workshop. He hadn't noticed anyone enter since he was too entranced in his work, but as soon as he came into sight Tony immediately perked up.

He stood up and bowed his head slightly, dropping his tools on the table.

"No need for that моя лиса, I heard from the soldiers you have been very good today. I came to give you my reward for that."

The leaders voice had become a sweet honey that filled Tony's body with an emotion he hadn't felt before, it was like his body couldn't decide to be happy of his presence or scared.

The leader took a step forward coping Tony's face in one of his hands, a smug smile on his face when the genius lent into the touch.

"You have been accepted for your first mission моя лисa. We have all agreed that you are finally ready."