I am a STARK [1]

3000

After I told Tony everything we went to sleep. Or atleats he did, while I tried. But I couldn't. I just stayed awake the whole night thinking. What's going to happen to me if Starks plan doesn't work? Why did I even agree with this? I'm an agent. A spy. A weapon.  I should be doing my mission, but I don't want to... I don't want to keep being a weapon. I want peace, freedom. I don't want to hurt anymore.

When we woke up the next day we told Yinsen everything. I followed the instructions Stark had given me and kept acting as if the plan was still intact.

They kept working on the weapon Stark had designed to get us out. A few days ago he finally let me see the blueprints and it was a type of armor with different types of weapons on it.

I've been using my time helping Yinsen on whatever it is he's doing and looking over Stark to see what he was making. I found it facinating how he made something out of nothing, I wanted to be able to do the things he did one day. Being able to create such amazing things, but I wouldn't want to create weapons. All my life I've been surrounded by them and I can assure you they do way more damage than good. I'd want to be able to create things that'll help people for once in my life instead of hurting them.

"Ok killer, you're starting to bother me. You either come here and help or go stare at something else. " Tony says annoyed by my hovering.

"You told me not to help you."

"Yeah well I also told you to stop hovering over me and that didn't stop you. So just come here."

I walk over to him and sit down next to him.

"Pass me the blowtorch. The thingy that blows fire." I gave him a deadpan look.

"I know what a blowtorch is." I said rolling my eyes and giving it to him.

"I have to weld this two pieces toguether to create that piece right there you see?" He explained pointing at the blueprints. I nod understanding.

"Why don't you try using this instead of welding does two parts toguether. " I said pointing at the item I was referring to. "It'll be less work and it'll probably be able to sustain more blows."

"I can't use that because-" He stopped tilting his head in thought. "Actually...it would work better. Good job killer." He grabbed the item and started to work with that instead.

"You're smart you know. Like not normal smart. How old are you anyways? 8?"

"Ten"

"Oh. Anyways you got talent there kid. Not as much as me but still good. I'm like in the 3,000 range you're more in the lower 900 range maybe even lower. Cause I'm pretty smart you know."

"3,000? Really? Is that the biggest number you could think of?"

"What'd you mean? 3,000 is the biggest number in existence. " He said in a joking tone.

"What? That is completely wrong, because they're infinite more numbers that are all bigger than-" I got cut off by a shout and the lock of the door clicking open. A bunch of men came piling in. All of us stood up with our hands behind our head. From the crowd of men one of them emerges from the middle and walks towards us.

"Relax." he motioned for us to remove our hands from above our heads. We do so, as he comes up and inspects Tony's arc reactor.

"The bow and arrow once was the pinnacle of weapons technology. It allowed the great Genghis Khan to rule from the Pacific to the Ukraine. An empire twice the size of Alexander the Great and four times the size of the Roman Empire. But today, whoever holds the latest Stark weapons rules these lands. And soon, it will be my turn." He stops and looks at me. "I see you've found little Nadia here. She's a prize we took from someone who wronged us."