Silhouette ⌲ Tom Hiddleston ✓

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Tom pulled up outside the small, isolated home and began to talk to his friends in the car.

"Does everyone here know how to proceed?" He asked, pulling out three silence pistols.

"Yes."

"Yes." Both Christopher and Sam answered, taking the weapon off Tom and tucking it into their pockets.

"And..." Taking a deep breath, Tom rested his hands onto the steering wheel. "... we all understand what is at stake here?" He finished asking, and Christopher pressed his hand against Tom's shoulder- with Sam ruffling his own hair.

"We do. We understand that dear Elena's life is in danger." Tom simpered at his old friend and looked back at Sam.

"You ready for this Officer?" Cocking his gun, Sam nodded.

"I'm an Officer, I'll always be ready to save someone's life. Especially Elena's." Tom smiled slightly and turned off the engine.

"Alrighty then. Let's all get into position. Me and Sam-" Tom stepped out of the car with his alliances. "-will make sure to go in together, taking flank right and left. Chris, you know that you need to-"

"Go after the first area is cleared, yes, my friend, I know." He exhaled deeply. "We are going to get her back. And kill this leader that Yuri was unable to name. What did you hear again?"

"Smirnov." Tom repeated for his friend, while Sam frowned. "A least, I think that is his surname."

"Smirnov..." Christopher muttered to himself. "I swear I've heard it somewhere before." Tom patted his back.

"Well old man, please tell me once you remember." He chuckled and Christopher threw his arms around Tom.

"Good luck old friend." Christopher whispered.

"You too." They separated, Sam and Tom making their way to the entrance.

"You and Chris, known each other a while?" Sam asked and Tom shot the lock on the door.

"Yep!" He yelled and kicked the door open, immediately faced with gunfire.

"Sounds like a shithole down there!" Christopher cried out through the ear piece.

"Yeah!" Tom said back and shot the man dead, as Sam beat up the other, before finishing him off with a bullet.

The room went quiet. "Move in Sam, entrance is clear." Tom whispered and both Sam and Tom walked forward- where they were face with a decision.

"So, left or right?" Sam questioned and Tom licked his lips, facing him.

"Well, what hand do you write with?"

"What?"

"Answer it."

"Fine, left." Tom bit his lip.

"So, you're going left and I'm going right, see it's solved." He patted Sam's back and they walked down their directions.

Only one was successful in hearing Elena's voice.

"Get the fuck off me! No!" Elena screamed and Tom peered his head round the door.

"Ona krasivaya devushka." The man in front of her said, laughing. Tom narrowed his eyes and the man's face came into the light.

"No way..."

It was Yuri. The man Tom thought he had killed.

"You're very... pretty... Elena." Yuri leaned forward and Elena spat in his face.

"You bastard!" Yuri wiped the spit off his face and signalled the men to lift Elena off the chair. "No... what are you doing!" They lean her onto the floor, her head face down as they slowly pulled down her trousers.

"Fucking Russian bitches." Tom said in anger and waited for the right moment.

"Shit, no, no!" Elena waved her arms around, trying to break free- but one of the men punched her and she choked on the blood running down her nose. "No!" She rasped out and Yuri removed his belt.

Tom took a deep breath and ran into the room, pushing the man holding Elena onto the floor.

"Thomas. Kak priyatno videt' ubiytsu." (Thomas, how nice to see the killer.) Tom took a step forward, hiding Elena behind him.

"Ostav' yeye v pokoye. Eto ya vy khotite." (Leave her alone. It's me you want.) Yuri laughed.

"Khorosho. Davayte zakonchim eto. Do smerti." (Fine. Let us finish this. To the death.) Tom nodded and held his gun up, slowly putting it on the floor.

"Net orudiy. Davayte ispol'zovat' nashi kulaki." (No guns. Let us use our fists.) Tom moved to Elena. "I pozvol'te mne osvobodit' yeye." (And let me free her.)

"Okay." Yuri answered and Tom turned Elena around, and helped her with her trousers.

"Hey, hey, Elena..." He whispered and caressed her cheek.

"Oh my god, Tom!" She threw her around around Tom.

"You need to leave." Tom looked at Yuri. "I need to finish this." Elena frowned and shook Tom.

"No, no, no!"

"I'll be fine." He smirked and winked at her. Standing up, Elena ran out- leaving Tom to face Yuri.

Yuri made his men leave and a few minutes later, the room was filled will yelling and screaming.

"What was that?" Yuri questioned and Tom smiled.

"Peekaboo!" Christopher said playfully and Yuri turned around- he was held at gunpoint.

"It's over." Tom commented and Yuri shook his head.

"It will never be over. Ubey menya." (Kill me.) Stepping forward, Tom laughed.

"Neyt." (No.)

Christopher shoots Yuri near his lung and he collapses onto the ground- with the two men he had tried to kill towering over him. "This is how it was supposed to end. Stradaniye v odinochku i medlenno." (Suffering alone and slowly.)

Yuri spluttered and Tom walked away with his friends and loved ones- the leader's presence forever absent from his mind.