chapter 1

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Ziva
I wash away the blood from the cuts and wounds i had from earlier i wish i was in DC but now im stuck in isreal and i hate every moment of it.
When tony left me and went home i went back to my child hood place and thats when it happened...
They ambushed me and took me as there prisoner at Mossod.
I swore i would never go back there but this time i had no choice.

FLASH BACK
(when tony left)

"You are loved" i said to tony as i felt my heart shatter and tears spring when i touched the man i loved face.
As he walked in the plane i knew it was for the best i know everytime i have someone to close to me they die i had to protect him.
I left as soon as i did not see the plane in the shallow dark sky of night and got in my car and drove off.

I drove as fast as i could and I tried to fight back the tears but it was clearly impossible cause every second i would have to wipe a new tear away as i drove through the cars trying to get to my childhood house before breaking down.

I arrived at the house and tried to walk through the front door i felt so weak trying not to burst into tears my legs were shaking and everything felt numb, i could barley walk.

I get inside and i feel something wrong, that something was not right.
Then i knew as i heard people trying to sneek up on me i turned around and started to fight for my life....

PRESENT TIME

I had washed every inch of my wounded body i turned the water off and slowly got out of the tub.
Every muscle in my body hurt like hell but if i showed weakness they would teach me to not be consumed by human emotions.
I was suposed to be a stone cold killer to protect the new dierector of Mossod. I was under her control.
From the first time i met this woman when i was i child i've hated her for she ruined my life by splitting up my parents.
I rapped a towl around my body and looked in the mirror and the person i saw looking back was not me, the person looking back looked like me, but did not feel like me.

There was a knock on the door and a male voice came through "Ziva hurry up in there the director wants you in training room in 20 and if you don't comply and come you will be punished." I did not answer i just stood there thinking the man kapt talking "come on or i will break down this door."
I was getting tierd of him so i opened the door still only wearing a towel and still dripping wet
i stood there looking at the man i felt i knew him from some where. 
"Wow Ziva, your actually hot. When your done with the dierector and want somethong to do i'm free." I stared at him and nuged my way through to my room but thats what they call it, i call it my cell. For there is only one window and a metal bed, with a camera that goes over the whole room, and a small bathroom, with a tiny sink while in the corner was a dresser that had my clothing and ive been living here for weeks. I missed Tony his kisses, smile, touch, to fall a sleep at night i think of tony and I and if we were together. What we would do and how we would be but all of my dreams are nightmares and my nightmares are my current situation at MOSSOD.

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