𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓎 - 𝓅. 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝓇

chapter 16

(everything written like this is in russian)

   The dim light of the cell flickered as night fell once more over the hydra facility. Alec sat quietly in the corner, his wrists still shackled behind him. He had spent the last few days observing his captors, studying their routines, and calculating the perfect moment to act. Tonight was that night.

   The sound of footsteps echoed through the corridor, and he knew Oksana was returning to feed him. She opened the cell door, a tray of food in her hands, her expression guarded but familiar.

- Dinner time. - she said softly, placing the tray on the floor.

   Alec looked up at her, his expression calm but his eyes sharp.

- Oksana. - he called, his voice smooth and commanding - Leave. Go kill the guards watching us. I need you to make sure they're not in the way.

   She hesitated, glancing around as if sensing something was off.

- Alec, I can't-

- Do it. - he interrupted, his tone dropping to a low, threatening whisper - You know you want to. They don't care about you, and you have the chance to prove your loyalty. Go!

   The moment their eyes locked, Alec activated the subtle remnants of his hypnotic persuasion. He could see the flicker of resistance in her eyes fade as she nodded, a blank expression settling on her face.

- I'll do it. - she murmured, turning on her heel and leaving the cell.

   With a surge of adrenaline, Alec wasted no time. As the door clicked shut behind her, he focused on the handcuffs binding his wrists. He'd practiced this moment in his mind countless times, and he needed to make it count.

   Minutes passed, the silence in the cell growing heavier as anticipation bubbled within him. When Oksana returned, the air felt charged with tension.

- They're gone. - she said breathlessly, her eyes wide. Alec nodded, his heart pounding.

- Good girl, now untie me. - without question, she hurried to unlock the cuffs. As soon as his arms were free, Alec moved with the precision and speed he had honed through desperation. He grabbed her by the throat, his grip tight but not lethal - You did well, Oksana, - he said, his voice low and dangerously calm - now, we create a distraction.

   She gasped, eyes wide in fear. The sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention; four guards were nearing the cell, alerted by the commotion. Alec held her tighter, just long enough to ensure the guards would take the bait.

   The door swung open, and the guards rushed in, weapons drawn.

- What the hell is going on? - one of them shouted, eyes darting between Alec and Oksana.

   In an instant, Alec released Oksana, pushing her aside as he sprang into action. He moved with a speed that caught the guards off guard, using the momentum to charge at them. The element of surprise was on his side.

   The guards hesitated for just a moment, and that was all Alec needed. He grabbed the wrist of the first guard, twisting it until he heard a satisfying crack. The man dropped his weapon, and Alec quickly snatched it up.

   The other three guards rushed at him, but Alec was quicker. He dodged their strikes, using their own momentum against them. He lashed out, incapacitating one guard with a swift kick to the stomach before spinning around to take down another with a well-placed elbow to the face.

   The last guard tried to regain control of the situation, but Alec was already one step ahead. He reached into the man's pocket and found a knife, its blade glinting ominously in the dim light. With a fluid motion, he unsheathed it, the thrill of liberation fueling his resolve.