Guys I hate school. Why did I pick such a busy major. Why can't I just live in the basement and be a hermit?! (ಥ﹏ಥ)
I think I might actually be suffocating from all of the work… but I will get my shit together and crank out some chapters for you I pinkie promise.
Chapter What?: Good Roll
"It's nice to have a name to the face finally." Clint muttered, mostly to himself.
Coulson gave an almost invisible exasperated look. He and Bruce were both mentally going through all of the small things Tony had told them about the man while Natasha remained carefully neutral. Deep in her chest she felt a tingling feeling of annoyance. She knew next to nothing about this man.
Tony fiddled with small bits of metal, forming them together. Suddenly the power flickered and a blue glow grew from the small hunk of metal.
"That doesn't look like a Jericho Missile," Yinsen said, coming up behind him with an awed tone to his voice.
"That's because it's a miniaturized arc reactor," Tony replied quietly, looking blankly at the light."I've got a big one powering my factory at home… It should keep the shrapnel out of my heart.
Bruce hand an equally awed look on his face. He knew Tony had done this… But seeing it was totally different. He knew the others wouldn't really realize how impossible this really should have been.
"But what could it generate?" Yinsen asked, looking up at Tony.
"lf my math is right… and it normally is, three gigajoules per second," Tony said absently.
"That could run your heart for 50 lifetimes," Yinsen said surprised.
"Yeah… Or something big for 15 minutes,"Tony sighed, hands moving away from the arc to fiddle with his wedding band.
The conference room went still.
"Friend Stark… Why would he put his life to chance?" Thor's voice rumbled in the quiet.
"His life was already at risk." Natasha said evenly, glancing around at the others.
"But should he gamble it?" Steve asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Wouldn't he have higher chances if he had waited and did this when he got home?"
Bruce nodded. "The chances of survival would have gone up if this had happened in a hospital or hell even his lab… But I'm not sure Tony had enough time to wait to get home," Bruce explained, voice hesitating in places.
Tony walked over to one of the other tables and gestured to a pile of papers.
"This is our ticket out of here," He said.
"What is it?" Yinsen asked, looking confused at the sight of what looked like random bits of math and parts.
"Flatten them out and look," Tony explained, with a small grin as he reached over to the papers.
He pushed the papers together, revealing a suit of armor.
"Impressive," Yinsen breathed.
"Yes, but Friend Stark has made vast improvements." Thor said with a grin, a far cry from the serious face that had been gracing his features.
The screen cut out showing Yinsen firing the arch reactor into Tony's chest. Tony sat and slowly and moved around a bit showing the new glowing circle in his chest. It changed again to the two men playing a game.
"Good roll. Good roll," Yinsen said warmly.
"You still haven't told me where you're from," Tony said softly.
Yinsen smiled slightly. "I'm from a small town called Gulmira. It's actually a nice place…"
"Got a family?" Tony asked looking up at the other.
Yinsen looked up as well still with that smile though his eyes were slightly distant. "Yes, and I will see them when I leave here… And you, Stark?"
"I have Pepper but…"
"But?" Yinsen asked quirking an eyebrow. "You believe you don't deserve her or but you want more?"
"I couldn't dream of asking for more," Tony murmured.
"Is that Tony saying he wants… kids?" Clint asked, glancing over at Pepper who had a hand covering her mouth.
"I believe our friend Stark would make an excellent father," Thor boomed. "The children we run into are always very taken with him and he to them,"
"Tony has always had a soft spot for kids," Pepper said softly, gazing at the screen with equally soft though teary eyes. "But… we have never talked about it. I think he's scared that he will turn out like…"
"Like Howard?" Steve asked slowly, glancing over at her.
Pepper stared at him for a moment before she nodded slowly.
"You must understand Captain," She began. "Howard wasn't the same to him as he was to you,"
He nodded and turned away slightly before he looked back up at her. "It's Steve,"
She gave a small quirk of the lips as a response and nodded.
"Yes, I remember meeting her as well," Yinsen said with a smile. "She was incredibly kind though just as intoxicated as yourself that night," He laughed lightly. "I don't think you should question the love your wife has for you Mr. Stark. She seems to be a woman that knows exactly what she wants,"
"I don't deserve her…"
"No?" Yinsen asked."So you're a man who has everything but feels as though he deserves none of it?"
Tony looked up at the man, eyes displaying exactly what he though."
The scene cut out to show the guards as they approached the cell. They looked through the latch at Tony and Yinsen who appeared to be working. The guards seemed satisfied with what they saw, slammed the latch down again before leaving. There were small snippets played as Tony and Yinsen continued to work on the armor suit. It also showed the guards watching the screen as they got increasingly more confused. They would hold up photos of the Jericho comparing parts to what they were seeing.
A new man appeared on the screen, eyes narrowed as he watched Tony and Yinsen test and work with the metal leg.
Guards burst into the make shift workshop. Tony looked up from the welding station as the man, Raza, strolled in from the halls. Tony who had moved over toward Yinsen a bit with his hands behind his head, looked toward the other man to get an idea of what was going on.
"Relax," he said, voice smooth as oil.
Pepper actually almost hissed at that.
He walked over to Tony as he lowered his arms. The man's fingers brushing against the arc reactor.
"The bow and arrow," he said slickly. "Once the pinnacle of weapons technology."
"Hey!" Clint said. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with a bow and arrow you ass. Mine is a pinnacle!"
The room was silent as everyone stared at the grumbling archer for a moment as he slouched in his chair a bit, arms crossed glaring at the man.
He glanced around the workshop, taking in the scattered parts of deconstructed weapons.
"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," He looked back to Tony, eyes dark."But today, whoever holds the latest Stark weapons rules these lands… And soon, it will be my turn,"
He then spoke to Tony in a foreign language, leaving Tony to stare blankly at him.
"We're working," Yinsen interrupted."Diligently."
Gaza turned, glaring at the man. "I let you live. This is how you repay me?"
"It's' very complex. He's trying very hard,"
"On his knees," Raza snarled.
The guards grabbed Yinsen, before forcing him to the ground.
"You think I'm a fool?" Raza hissed."I'll get the truth."
He grabbed a hot iron from the welding stationand stalked over toward the doctor. The two began talking in a language Tony didn't understand. He looked between the two and the guards as Raza got increasingly more agitated with the answer Yinsen continued to give him.
"What does he want?" Tony asked Yinsen, eyes desperately searching the mans face, but he didn't get an answer.
Raza finally fed up with Yinsen's answer, forced the mans head down onto an anvil, before continuing to yell. But Yinsen gave the same answer.
"What do you want? A delivery date?" Tony snapped, stepping forward, but instantly all of the guards had their guns trained on him. He flicked slightly, muttering curses under his breath as he glared at the men. He turned back to Raza."I need him… Good assistant."
"You have 'til tomorrow, to assemble my missile," the man said darkly before he stormed away with the guards following him.
There was a moment of silence in the room as they stared at the screen.
Natasha muttered something to herself in Russian, which caused Phil to give her a sharp look. Everyone noticed but no one said anything about it as the Widow didn't look like she was going to talk anytime soon.
The screen paused as it began to fade to a new scene.
"If I may interrupt for a moment," a cool British voice called their attention.
"Jarvis," Pepper acknowledged with a tone of surprise. "What is it?"
"I have an update on sirs whereabouts,"