This idea kept nagging me until I put it on paper-the whole story is done, I was going to post it as a one shot, but I decided I'd break it into 2 parts. Maybe 3...

Comments are loved! (one of the reasons I didn't post it as a one shot) ;p

Hydra!

All those years ago fighting them and Hydra was back!

Steve Rogers had to cringe, this could not be happening-Schmidt was dead, he saw it with his own eyes; that blue box, letter learned called a tesseract, sucked him up into space. Surely there was no way he could have lived though that...but he did and was back and more dangerous then ever.

Fury had sent his team out an hour ago giving Steve and the rest all the details. Honestly the Avengers weren't really ready for a new threat so soon. They had just taken Loki out about three mouths ago and where all off on there own missions. He's personally was to learn more about this new world he woke up in.

But now that wasn't important; what was important was getting the team back together and take down this new threat. Well 'old' in Rogers case.

"Thor! Use your thunder to take out half of there tanks! Hulk! You smash pal!" Steve ordered though the communicator.

"Shall do!" Thor bellowed back. A strike of lightning shot down taking a good 30 tanks with it. Hulk took out the rest.

They had found Hydra's hideout which turned out to be nothing but an abandoned airport with a few warehouses.

The landing pad was harboring tons of tanks, but just tanks.

The place was much to quiet for Steve's liking, there should have been people running out by now, the lighting attack on Thor's part was anything but quiet.

"The place looks deserted." Iron man chirped in hovering in front of the main warehouse door.

"What do we do captain?" Thor asked, waiting for orders like a true worrier.

Steve studied the place, if it truly was deserted like Tony said then this whole trip would have been a waist. But on the other hand, if they left now there could be a possibly they might miss something important. Maybe if anything there were plans hidden in there, ones that could be used to take Hydra down if they were to know before hand just what they were planning.

Nodding to himself Steve said, "Let's go."

The building really did seem empty. After a bit of roaming Steve began to fear maybe this whole trip was a waist of time. Hydra could have moved out long before they got there and were setting up there plans elsewhere. That thought left a bad taste in his mouth.

"I don't understand, S.H.E.I.L.D got a positive reading on this place for activity...how can it be empty?" Black Widow said holding her gun close not trusting the shadows only they were causing.

"Maybe S.H.E.I.L.D's tech is just glitched, I mean it would make since because its not made by me. Which if it was we wouldn't be here and I could be back home enjoying my lonely glass of scotch that is waiting for me." Tony piped in.

"You mean drink your sorrows away since Pepper is no longer dating you?" Hawkeye poked.

"Guys!" Steve shouted in a whisper looking back at them. "Focus!"

They marched on.

After what seemed like hours, where it was only a few minutes, the quiet seemed to be picking up noise.

Steve's heightened hearing made out the slight sounds of hissing. But nothing like a snake, it was more...oh no...

"Get out! NOW!" Steve shouted turning around to beckon his team to run.

A powerful gas filled the halls leaving them choking. Even Hulk and Thor could not stop the gas from effecting them as they went down and out.

Tony was the only one not effected, thanks to his suit. Steve could barely keep his eyes open as he lay on the ground, darkness at the corner of his eyes...the last thing he saw was Iron man standing a little away; guys, Hydra's men, coming from everywhere attacking the suited up man.

'Get out of here Tony...save your self...' Steve thought as he closed his eyes unable to keep them open any more. Somehow the idea Tony would be okay made this loss feel a little less futile.

When Steve woke again he was laying on his back this time instead of his belly like he was when he blacked out. With a small grunt he rolled over to stand up.

"Captain! It is wonderful you are awake!" Thor boomed. Normal speaking for him after all.

Looking around Steve noticed he was in a holding cell along with Thor and Bruce. Banner was sitting in the corner, nothing but his pants left from hulking out, and Thor seemed to be hovering over Steve waiting for him to awaken.

Looking across from them though the bars he noticed Clint and Natasha. Sitting on the floor arms bonded behind there back both forced to sit on there knees to keep them immobile. They were not chained to the wall, but to a long metal box that was pushed up against the fall wall making the room seem even smaller. Only difference between the two of them Natasha was gagged where Clint was not. Both holding murder in there eyes, no doubt for there captors.

Steve scanned the room again; it was small, not much to look at. The cell he, Thor and Banner were in took up most of the small space; there was at least a good six maybe seven feet in space between the cell and where Hawkeye and Black Widow were chained.

Off to the far right side sat Captain's Shield, Thor's Hammer, and was that? Iron man's helmet?

"Tony!" Steve looked around frantically. "Where's Tony!?"

Thor looked he was about to say something in regards he did not know but the door opening on the other side behind Clint and Widow stopped him.

"Captain...it's almost grand to see you again...and still the peek of youth!" Red Skull smiled jesting with his hand at Steve and his 'age'. Schmidt had on his human face, just how when Steve first ever saw him, before he reviled his real face.

"Schmidt..." Steve all but growled.

"Come now Captain is that anyway to greet an old friend?" He taunted.

"You tell me, if were such old friends why I am in here?" He could pick up a few smart mouth remarks from Tony when needed.

Schmidt seemed to ignore him, "This room is set up with cameras and auto...everything exchanged in here I hear out there." He pointed to the door he came in though. "And you may not have noticed yet, but these bars a power proof. As your dear friend Dr. Banner proves as he can no long Hulk-out as you may call it." He smiled clearly amused with himself. "As long as you're inside that cage all three of you are helpless."

He then turned to the other two, "And as for you two, being the super spy's you are, this arrangement will just have to make do."

"Where's Tony?!" Steve yelled at last not able to stand not knowing, he wanted to know if Tony got out, if he was back with S.H.E.I.L.D. safe. Why that was so important he didn't know, but he knew it was true. Maybe it was because he was still the weakest of them, he wasn't a super spy, he wasn't a solider, and he sure wasn't a worrier-or beast for that matter. Yes, this was why he worried more, why he wanted him safe above all else.

"Yes! Where is the man of iron!?" Thor boomed angrily. The red and gold helmet seemed to be crying for help-but maybe that was just Steve's imagination.

"Ah, yes your friend...the one who hides so well in his own little suit." Steve growled again on impulse.

"Tell me Captain...how important is he to your team? Hum?"

Natasha's eyes bored into his, as if trying to tell him not to give him any information. Steve wasn't planning to anyways.

"Where. Is. He?"

"Temper Captain, Temper. Why should I answer your question, when you refuse to answer mine?"

Steve clinched his jaw in response.

"No answer? Perhaps he is not important after all-maybe I should just take him off your hands then um?" Schmidt turned to leave.

"You're the type of person I wouldn't mind letting the other guy smash to bits." Came Bruce's clam and deadly voice.

Schmidt stopped in his tracks, turned with a huge smile and walked back clearly eager to talk.

"And what would you do if I was to say...kill him?" Schmidt asked leaning in close to Bruce's face.

Green shone in Banners eyes, bright and deadly. The Hulk within trying to get out, nothing to hold him back other then the magic bar's Red Skull had them trapped in.

"You will not touch Anthony! For if you do you better pray I don't get my hammer back for I will use it to crack open your skull!" Thor threatened.

Schmidt seemed even more amused. "And what about you dear Captain?"

Steve didn't say anything; he just glared daggers at the mad man in front of him.

"I can't wait to shoot you in the face." Clint mumbled.

The Nazi's smile just grew. "Well in this case, how about I give your friend a little gift from each of you? I'm sure you'll like that." He grinned. Walking around them and stopped by Clint tapping his bent knee with his foot as he spoke. "For you, I'll break his hands..."

He walked next to Natasha not even a foot away from Clint, "You, his legs."

Schmidt strolled up to where Bruce was, "As for you, his arms." Thor, "His ribs...and you dear Captain." He looked at Steve, both glaring, yet that grin never left Schmidt's face. "Let's just say, when I'm done with him, he'll never let another living thing touch him for as long as he lives." Steve's heart sank. He turned starting to leave before saying from the door, "Which won't be long anyways." and was gone from the room.

Anger erupted from all of them; the spy's struggling, fighting to get free at any and all costs. Bruce had become so green it was frustrating for the Hulk not able to come out; trying to rip the metal bars in two. Yelling was heard from Thor, as much as Bruce, banging hard on the bars and tried desperately to summon his hammer.

Steve was no diffident, all he could think about was how Schmidt better not lay a finger on Tony or he would murder him with his bare hands.

Suddenly sound echoed though the speakers and all of them stopped to hear. A voice...