ABEL'S REASON
The months then began to move, but the separation from the rest of the world still seemed fresh. Tony and Abel's life was still in the hands of those murderers, and those men couldn't have stayed fooled forever, for something began to not make sense as they watched those two over the camera.
"You still haven't told me where you're from." Tony brought up casually, but he noticed a sudden shift in Abel's eyes.
"Well..." Abel's voice cracked a bit. "Firstly, I...long since forgotten where I came from, and I never stay in one place for too long. I often travel the world in my free time. I've been doing that for a...very, very long time now." Abel's voice had an edge of mystery but it didn't feel like she was lying. She didn't seem like the type too.
Tony let a small smirk fall to his lips when a thought came to his mind. "Sorry, but you seem like the type who would be a devoted housewife. You got anyone?" In a way, he was kinda hoping she would say no.
Abel's expression fell and Tony was taken back by her sudden change. "No." Abel shook her head. "I don't have anyone."
Tony took note of her sudden behavior change but thought it best to get off that topic. "It makes sense why you know so many languages since you travel so much. What about your family?" This though he was curious about. Tony can guess she was probably from a very, very well off family if her hobbies are traveling, so he can only imagine what her family's like.
Abel nodded. "My mother and father passed away a long time ago, but I still have my sisters, who I adore. An older sister and a younger one." Once again, the lovely smile came to her full lips.
"What are they like?"
"Well..." Abel laughed a bit as a thought came to mind. "I admire my older sister greatly. She is strong, beautiful, but a bit...intimidating. And my younger sister is nothing but a..." she lifted a brow when trying to think of a word to describe her. "A ball of fire...?" She said but that didn't sound right either.
Tony blinked. "Spit-fire?"
Abel snapped her fingers and pointed. "Perfect! My little sister is nothing but a spit-fire." She laughed with the memories. "So loud and honest. There's about nothing in the world that could surprise her. Even when she was younger...she hasn't changed a bit."
Tony's eyes stared directly at Abel. The way she smiled, laughed. The way she carried herself. She was mysterious and even when she was telling him about her family, the lingering thought still comes to mind. What do these guys want with someone like her? What does she hold that they don't? By the clothes that she has on, it tells him that she's been here for a least a month or more, but he didn't want to ask for some reason. Maybe because that would be hitting a bit to close to home.
"What about you, Tony?" Her voice broke his train of thought
Tony only shook his head. "No."
Abel crossed her fingers and starred in silence like she was scanning him with her eyes. "Now that is a title. A man who has everything...but nothing." Abel leaned back in her chair and stared directly up at the ceiling. "Well,...you're still young." She looked back towards him with her warm smile. "Like everyone else in this world...even you will find something."
The corner of Tony's mouth twitches upwards.
A man walked up towards the big steel door and slowly opened the sliding peep-hole and stared at Abel and Tony though it. He saw them working with nothing out of place. The man nodded his head and closed the hole and gestured for the rest of the guards to fall back.
Inside the room. Abel's eyes lifted and directly looked towards the door, with a very slight smirk on her face.
Tony work diligently with the pieces coming together bit by bit but still tried to keep them apart so the terrorists on the outside wouldn't piece together what he and Abel were working on.
They pointed to the camera watching over Tony and Abel and pointed to the missile picture. Complaining that it looked nothing like the picture, but as time went on by. It started to become obvious that they weren't working on the Jericho Missile.
The slid in the door opened up and Tony and Abel were barking out for them to stop. Tony looked up and turned off the welding torch. Abel looked over her shoulder and stepped back from the armor pieces, placing her hands behind her head. The door was unlocked and they burst open. Men with guns walked in and pointed them at Tony and Abel. A new face walked in this time that Abel recognized to be the one with the ring. The leader of the Ten Rings
He walked into the center of the room and turned to Tony. "Relax." He said to him as they slowly lowered their hands. The leader walked over to Tony and got a better look at the arc reactor in his chest. "The bow and arrow once was the pinnacle of weapons technology. It allowed the great Genghis Khan." He then walked over to the dissembled missile. "To rule from the Pacific to Ukraine. An empire twice the size of Alexander the Great and four times the size of the Roman Empire." Tension rose as he picked up the blueprints to the armor. "But today whoever holds the latest Stark weapons rules these lands."
Tony cleared his throat and glanced over to Abel and saw that she was giving him a stern look. She shook her head, her face completely calm and unfazed to the heavy tension.
"And soon, it will be my turn." His voice darkened. He walked to Tony slowly and stepped right in front of him. "Why have you failed me?" He asked Abel.
Abel held her hands together and shook her head. "I do not understand what you mean. We are working."
The leader walked over to Abel. Tony's hands started to twitch when the dangerous man moved towards this innocent girl. "You promise that you word tell me everything you know in return for working with Tony Stark."
"That is correct. I did not lie to you. I will tell you everything you know once you get your missile." Abel talked to him, her voice was a bit alarmed.
The leader started intensely at Abel. "Grab her."
As instructed. Two men walked over to Abel and roughly grabbed her by her arms and set her down on a chair. Tony looked away for a moment. His mind spinning and heart began to speed up to the point that it started to hurt.
"That's true, but you see." He walked over to the fire and grabbed some tongs. "I don't see the reasons in waiting anymore." he suddenly pulled out a lump of molten hot coal. "It is a shame to have such a beautiful woman scream."
Abel stared down at the floor, but she could feel the heat from the coal inching closer and closer to her face. She finally looked up and saw the redness right in front of her.
Toney called out to her, his voice panicked. "Abel? What does he want? Hey!" He was about to take a step forward, but he stopped when he saw Abel smile.
"It's alright, Tony. I will be just fine." Her soft voice didn't fit the tension that was in the air. She then looked back up the leader of the Ten Rings. "You won't do anything." She spoke boldly. "You make me lose my trust in you all at the same time make Tony stark lose motivation to work." The leader froze. "I am the last thing you got, and I already told you...I will tell you what I know when all is said and done. You have my word...and my life."
The leader stopped moving suddenly. He looked at Tony. "Do you need this woman?" He asked as if the question depends on everything right now.
Tony nodded immediately. "I need her. She's smart and a fast learner." That was all that mattered. Tony had to make sure that Abel would be safe. That was all that mattered.
"You have till tomorrow..." he suddenly grabbed Abel by her shoulder and yanked her roughly off the chair and shoved her into Tony. Tony quickly reached out his arms and grabbed her pulling her back behind him. "To assemble my missile." he dropped the hot coal and tossed away the tongs. He gathered his men and left the room without a second word or threat.
Tony hunched over, letting out a breath he's been holding in the whole time. He grabbed Abel by her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "You alright?"
Abel gave a small nod, smiling. "I told you I would be fine."
Tony felt relief and gave a pat on her shoulder. "Don't scare me like that."
Abel reached up to ruffle his hair in an attempt to reassure him. "Sorry, Sorry."