'Enzo' Dimitri Antonov x Fem!Reader

Chapter 1-Captured

My feet run faster than my mind, I grab Hopper and pull him off the edge of the platform away from the explosion. Barley missing us as it burns my back. We land hard on the solid cold ground as we groan in agony. I try to stand up and find Hopper but right as I sit up, I see Russian soldiers surrounding me. Two of them picking up Hopper off of the ground. I shuffle backwards my back hitting the wall.

"Ah ah ah, ты никуда не пойдешь(you're not going anywhere)," a Russian general steps out from the sea of soldiers and smiles. "получить ее (get her)," two soldiers step towards me. One carrying a gun the other reaching his hands out to grab me. I close my eyes and the butt of the gun hits me in the neck and knocks me out.

I wake up in a small room that had no windows or mirrors with a lightbulb hanging far from the ceiling to where I can't reach with just a prison bed and a closet with dark navy blue winter gear, a white sweater, and grey matching sweatpants hanging up. I slowly get up from the very cold bed and roll back the very itchy blanket. My back aching from the burn marks, I slowly stand up.

Three hard and loud knocks on the door and two soldiers walk in and the general from earlier follows behind.

"Подписывайтесь на нас (follow us)," the two soldiers step in front of you.

"руки за спиной (hands behind your back)," one of them said. You turn around and put your hands in the curve of your back. They put handcuffs on me and dragged me out of my cell down the hall into a confession room.

One of the soldiers smacks my ass, my head turns toward the guard. He smirks at me and whispers in my ear.

"твоя прекрасная дорогая (your beautiful darling)," he puts his hand in yours. I scoff and slap his hand away. He frowns and slams me into the chair. I scream in agony, soldiers and prisoners could hear my screams down the hall.

Both of the soldiers strap me down to the chair in the middle of the room. The general walked up to me.

"Теперь т/и скажи мне. На кого ты работаешь? (Now y/n tell me. Who do you work for?)" The general asked. I look up at him confused.

"никто, я ни на кого не работаю (nobody, I don't work for anyone)," the general slowly smiles and laughs with the other two soldiers I fake chuckle with them. The general walks out of the room laughing and nods at the soldiers.

The soldiers walk up to me and start hitting me till I'm coughing up blood. They drag me back to my cell, throwing me in and kicking me in the stomach.