I am a STARK [1]

Double agent

It's been weeks now since Tony and Yinsen discovered me. Yinsen has been amazingly sweet with me while Tony ignores my existence, only saying sarcastic remarks here and there.

I've spent my days sketching and watching them work on who know what. They won't let me in on there plan. It's not a missile, nor a bomb and it's not a gun of any sorts although it's kinda looking like a mix of all of does things.

I'm currently sitting on the floor, near the work table where Yinsen and Tony are working at, finishing the sketch I started when they first discovered me and gave me a piece of paper to draw.

"Well look at that." Yinsen breaks me out of my concentration and sits down next to me, pearing down at the sketch.

"That's amazing Nadia, you're a really talented artist you know." He pokes my side playfully. I laugh and smile at him.

"Thank you Yin. I've had alot of time to practice, not much to do when you're stuck in a cave." He gave me a sad smile in return.

"Stark! Look at the sketch Nadia drew."

"Yinsen I'm kinda busy over here doing adult stuff." Tony answered back dryly.

Yinsen huffed at his respons. "Just come here and take a look. The girl drew us."

"I'm in the drawing?" He turned his head to look at us, now seemingly interested.

"Yes."

With him now knowing he's part of the drawing, Tony made his way towards us to look at it. What a narcissist.

"Gimme that." I hand it to him, or more like he snatched it from my hand.

"That looks nothing like me. I'm way more dashing than whoever that man is."

"Really? Cause I was gonna say she did you a favor. Made you look way better than you actually are." I had to try really hard not to laugh, since they still didn't know I knew English.

Tony sent him a sarcastic smile and handed me the drawing back.

"It's not bad killer. " he said and went back to work.

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Tony and Yinsen had been working for hours now on end, with Yinsen taking breaks here and there to talk to me. I like Yinsen. I've never had anyone to talk to so... casually. Never had someone be interested in how I was doing.

I'm guessing it has to be somewhere around midnight by now.

Yinsen went to sleep a few hours ago and is still sleeping, whilst Stark hasn't stopped working and gone to bed for a few days now.

I wasn't necessarily tired, but I did want to go lay down somewhere more comfortable. Yinsen helped me make a makeshift bed out of materials we found around the cave, it wasn't the comfiest, but it was better than sleeping on the cold ground.

I tried to get up to go towards the bed, but as soon as I put pressure on my ankle a sharp pain shot through my body making me hiss in pain. It's been bothering me ever since I arrived at this mission, it hurts so bad and I don't know why. I've checked it and all I have is a cut, but the cut hasn't closed up like it should have by now.

"Killer you alright?" Tony ask, looking at me from his workplace. He must have heard me hiss.

I look at him, but ignore him and try to keep walking to my bed, but it really hurts and it's making me limp.

"What's wrong with your leg? Hey, Nadia come over here." I stop and look at him, he then gestures with his hands for me to go towards him. I sigh but go nonetheless. Once I was infront of him, he lifts me up without warning, and sits me down on the table. He bends down a little and starts inspecting my leg.