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"Will I d-do that again?" She asked quietly as he grabbed a new wipe.
"Yes." He nodded, wiping down her forehead.
"A lot?" She questioned, swallowing thickly.
"Yes." He repeated. "What are you thinking?"
"W-whether to do it or not." She sniffle...
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Nova's eyes slowly fluttered open and she grumbled in discomfort. Suddenly, the floor underneath her jolted and she bolted upright. Next to her, the soldier turned his gaze to her and squinted his eyes ever so slightly.
They'd landed on an island just off the coast of Scotland but Nova didn't know that. The toddler shuffled backwards until her back hit the seat of the jet and she clutched her teddy to her body again, trying to ignore the people in the aircraft.
The jet door opened and the soldier stood up, grabbing Nova by the arm and practically dragging her out; the young girl reluctant to move. A short, skinny blonde woman was on the other side of the jet doors, a blank expression on her face as she waited.
Nova looked around the runway and eyed the other jets that had landed. Multiple girls were being tugged out of them from all over the world, screaming and thrashing as they hit their captors arms. The toddler shrunk back in fear as she looked around the unfamiliar place, tugging her arm away from the soldier but his grip only tightened, keeping her in line with him.
All of the girls were dragged to the centre of the runway as the blonde woman walked over to the group of terrified children. Standing in front of them, she stared at all of them as if analysing their next move. A girl next to Nova shuffled closer to her. She was Japanese, with dark brown hair and brown eyes with tears in them as she looked around.
Multiple men with large guns surrounded the group of kids, keeping them in place. All of the girls were trembling with fear and confusion having been ripped from the comfort of their homes and placed in the unfamiliar environment. Nova noticed that some of the girls looked to be older than her by a few years otherwise a few of them were around the same age.
The blonde woman seemed to count how many children there were in front of her before letting out a small hum and walking off. The soldiers took this as a sign to follow and ordered the girls to stand up. They did, completely and utterly petrified.
The woman led them out of the runway towards a long building. It looked to be around two stories high but covered a lot of ground. All of the girls were forced inside, tears still flowing feeling down their flushed faces. They looked around as they were led down a corridor and Nova looked through some glass doors to see around seven girls in a line, performing ballet.
Pushing open a door, the skinny woman stood in front of it, keeping it open as she let the girls go inside. The taller soldier followed inside, the rest of them going elsewhere. The brunette man made his way to the corner of the room, staring at a wall blankly. Nova looked across at him, stomach filled with confusion and fear as she did so.
"Girls," the blonde woman began, Russian accent thick in her words and the children's heads snapped towards her, "welcome to the Red Room. Here you will be trained to become the best version of yourself that there is. I am Madam B and you will address me as so."
The girls just continued to stare at her, eyes shining with tears. One of the girls near the front, a tiny thing with light brown hair and pale skin burst into sobs, her small frame shaking with each cry. Madam B rolled her eyes at the girls emotions.
"Today, you will be going to the TV room where you will be watching Snow White. Soldier, take them there." Madam B ordered the soldier who nodded stiffly.
The soldier led them out of the room, some of the girls now clutching to each other in fear as they heard a distant gun shot go off. Turning down a few hallways, the soldier opened an oak door and let the girls go inside. In the room was many box TV's, a pair of headphones attached to each one as well as a box of sugar free apple juice.
Nova couldn't help but wonder if this was all they would be doing. Maybe her parents would be coming to pick her up soon or she would get taken home.
