chapter 4

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the moment the guards woke me up, i was terrified. instead of just banging on the cell door like they usually do, they came into my cell and dragged me out of bed. they brought me to a room where there were clothes laid out for me, and a note saying "look presentable"

i assumed that that was for wherever i was going. now this was confusing me. either way i got dressed into the clothes laid out, and looked at myself in the small mirror placed on the wall. i braided my hair into two dutch braids, as it looked a bit greasy and quite frizzy.

i waited for about a minute until dreykov and three guards came in. "Следуй за мной (follow me)" he said, in a low voice. i followed him, not wanting to argue with him.

we walked through many rooms, a few being torture rooms, however in one of them i heard a gut wrenching scream before it went silent. it sounded like a 6 year old girl, my heart ached.

i felt the little girls pain from here. i knew what it was like to be dunked into water until you couldn't breathe and then passed out. you panic, which makes the people spectating happier, i can even imagine the smug grins on their faces right now.

we walked through some more corridors until we got to dreykovs office. he scanned his hand on the id pad next to the door, and we walked in. he strolled to the other side of the room where he opened a door to reveal daylight, something i haven't seen in over 6 years.

one thing i always noticed about dreykov, is he never had any emotion in him. it's like he has a switch, one minute he can be full of anger then the next it's like he's numb. i've only seen him angry once though, but all the other girls say he's always irritated so i took their word for it.

as we were stood outside, one of the guards came up to me. he looked at me before being handed something by the person behind him. before i had time to process what it was, i felt a sharp pain in my neck, then darkness.

*time skip*

i woke up in pain. my neck was sore, and my back hurt. i found the source of that to be the fact that i was lying on the hard cold floor or what seemed to be the back of a van. i have no clue how long i've been in here for, and i have no clue how long i will be in here for.

to pass some time i kept trying to memorise the turns, bumps and speed of the van. it was pretty useless, but i figured what else was better to do.

i was doing this for around a few hours before i finally felt the van come to a stop. i heard a door slam shut and then a few seconds later the double doors to the back of the van opened. i had handcuffs on my wrist so the person grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out of the van, very dramatically may i add.

i was met with a crowd of people. there seemed to be a more dominant person stood at the front, with two people behind, guns in hand, and then a bunch of people in white lab coats following them.

"you must be the infamous athena am i right?" the man at the front asked me. "да (yes)" i blatantly replied. it was weird to me that people i didn't even know knew who i was but i just figured it was the transfer from facility to facility so they had to know who i was and everything about me.

"nice to meet you малыш (little one), i am called zemo" the man who i learned was zemo said. he held his hand out for me to shake and i reluctantly shook it.

he started to walk away, so i trailed behind him, as i assumed that's what i was supposed to be doing.

this facility was much larger than all the previous ones i've been in. there were many more rooms, most of which labeled "private" which probably meant that they were experimenting rooms. there were much more hallways and corridors.

we finally got to a door that had a sign labeled "cells" so i assumed that this was where i was staying. we walked through the long hallway, filled with children and teens, all staring at me with pity as we walked past. there were no adults here so i guessed they were in a separate area to where the under 18s were.

we stopped in front of a cell. it was quite small, but bigger than the one i had in the red room. there were 4 beds in it, both being bunk beds. there were clothes neatly folded on the end of 3 of the beds, so i assumed the untouched one was mine. it was a top bunk so that meant it would be harder to make my bed in the morning.

the guards and zemo left me to be alone and prepare for my "first task" in 15 minutes. quick to the point i noticed.

just as i was thinking and changing into the clothes the guards gave me, 3 girls walked in. they stopped in a line and stared at me with a stern look on their faces. the one on the left had long blonde hair and blue eyes. the middle one had light brown hair, but it was tied up in a ponytail, and the last one had blonde hair tied up neatly into two braids, and green eyes.

no one said anything until the one in the middle, who seemed the most confident, said "so you're the new one hm?" and with that she slowly stepped closer towards me, where i remained where i was stood and looked up at her, my eyes digging daggers into hers.

"маленький, но веселый (small but fiesty)" she spat in my face.

i smirked for a second before wiping it off my face, leaving my natural poker face.

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