Tatiana coughed in the freezing air. Snowy stood at the desk in front of her. She paced back and forth. She rattled off the words one last time. "Toska, rzhavyy, semnadtsat', rassvet, pech', devyat', dobrokachestvennyy, vozvrashcheniye domoy, odin, gruzovoy vagon."
Snowy frowned, "Gotov podchinit'sya."
Tatiana pointed at the target on the other side of the room, "Shoot that."
Snowy stood to comply immediately, grabbing the gun from the desk.
Tatiana hurried to say the next succession of trigger words, "Traditsiya, chistota, iskazhennyy, alleya, shest'."
Snowy froze. "What?" He asked in English.
"Yes!" Tatiana yelled. "Yes! It worked!" She tapped her chin, "Now we just need to figure out how to fix you completely instead of just interrupting the programming!"
"What?" Snowy asked again, his eyes staring at the gun in his metal hand.
Tatiana walked briskly over to him and took the gun from him. She wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug, "You will be okay soon! I broke the code! I broke it! We will get you out!"
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III: The Girl Who Ran: Dirty Hands and Dark Hearts
FanfictionPreviously titled "Red Eve". Hopefully her heart would give out soon. That would be wonderful. To finally catch a break from this thing called life........ What is worth living for, anyway? ______ 'HYDRA is dead. Long live LAZARUS!' Who-- or what...
