1987. Hydra facility: Siberia, Soviet Union
Day in the day out, I stayed in the small recovery room with her. They actually allowed me to sleep in the room with her, not frozen. It had been three days.
I don't know how I knew her, but I just did. And when she awoke, I was the only think she remembered. When I slept for short periods, I saw her in my dreams. All of the dreams were the same.
They would start as a happy time where she was all dolled up in a light pink dress. We were dancing. A smile naturally fell on her face as my hands laid themselves on her hips.
The scene would then drastically change. Her smile fell as blood leaked out of her mouth. I'd try to grab her before she fell to the ground, but her body was moved farther and farther away from me. I would then wake up.
I felt responsible for her current position. She should have been guarded. She shouldn't have been shot.
Only one of the scientists were allowed to treat her. He never said much, so I had no clue about her recovery was going.
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The scientists-turned-doctor was doing his routine check of her when he spoke out of nowhere. "Incase you were wondering, she's going to be okay."
I nodded. "Then why hasn't she woken up again?" My eyes scanned her visible skin, which looked to be becoming more translucent by the second. Blue veins were prominent under her pale, sun deprived skin.
The man sighed and looked at his clipboard. "I'm probably not supposed to be telling you this, but she was poisoned, basically. The bullet that she was shot with was dipped in something unknown. It seems to be destroying her enhanced cells, made by our serum."
"Then if that's so, how is she going to be okay?" I said angrily, stiffening in my seat.
He looked at me and smiled, "you didn't allow me to finish, Soldier. The serum that was given to her was different than the one given to you. The new and improved serum is working perfectly and her body is changing once again. Inside and out."
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Two years passed and he was right. She did change. Dramatically. Her body had become even more lean and fit. Her hair become longer and fuller. Her face became slimmer. She become even more beautiful, but it wasn't just physical changes that she experienced.
While her outer appearance become more beautiful, her personality become dark and remorseless. Much like me, but I didn't want her to become me. I wanted her to stay what I saw as pure and innocent.
Her eyes only showed emotion on one occasion: when she killed. A spark of energy rushed into her eyes the moment she pulled the trigger. Other than that, they were cold and menacing.
She would walk down the halls of Hydra with an aura of power surrounding her. The sight of her intimated the most dangerous of men.
When I was put back into the status pod, she was allowed to stay out. Apparently, the serum they used on her made her unable to age, keeping her body in peak condition forever. All she did was train to be sent on assignments. Her kill streak had surpassed many of those who had been apart of Hydra for decades. She was slowly making her way to to rival myself.
For sometime, I secretly would call her RUSSAIN, meaning 'my moon' because I thought she was my light in the darkness. But, if anything, she was become darker than I already was. She was not the same healer she was before, no, now she was also an assassin.
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"Mission report, Soldier." The monotone voice of an agent rang in my ears.
"Mission was a success." I replied in the same tone.
I heard a scoff beside me. I turned my head to face the only female in the room. She had an unamused look on her face as she picked a callus on her right palm.
"And would you disagree with that statement, Miss?" The agent asked, lust evident in his voice. All of the younger males were like this. Drawn in my her beauty and persona.
She leaned forward, putting her elbows on the table and faced the agent, "I don't know, Mister, do I?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. He gulped. "It's not that I disagree with ol' Snowflake over here, but I don't completely agree." My fist clenched, at the nickname and knowing what she was going to say, but I didn't stop her.
The agent glanced at me warily then back to her, "continue."
"Well, we were just minding our own business walking along the streets in the darkness, ya know, tracking the target. When all of the sudden, there's a metal appendage being wrapped around my waist! And get this, Winter over here did it because there was a guy standing in an alley way 'staring me down' apparently." She finished by dramatically leaning back in her chair with a humph.
The agent looked confused. He kept glancing back from my unamused expression to her annoyed one. He looked to me for confirmation on the story, and I nodded since it was mostly true. Mostly.
"I-I don't see what the problem with that is, Miss," he shuttered, "technically, the Soldier was blending into the environment which needs to happen for a mission to be successful."
She just bit in inside of her lip and crossed her arms, staring the agent down. Seeing she wasn't going to get her way, she stood up, keeping her arms crossed. "Is debriefing done?" She asked, sounding bored once more.
The agent nodded and she left the room without an escort. When she has clearly left the corridor connecting to the room, the agent spoke up, "I don't know how you do it with her, Soldier." He sounded completely dumbfounded. I was confused.
I relized that I was allowed to respond. "What do you mean?"
"Spending days at a time alone with her? I mean, that body is oh my Lord amazing, but her attitude would make me want to throw myself off a cliff."
At his comment about her body, I felt a familiar anger swelling in my chest. The same anger from when that man looked at her on the mission. I repressed it, not allowing it to be evident in my voice, "trust me, you have no idea. Sometimes it does."
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the next three or four chapters are in his pov so i hope i don't suck at it
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FanfictionWho ever thought that their gift could be turned into a weapon? Leigh Dubois was always used to use her gift for good, not evil. In 1979 when she is taken by Hydra, Leigh is not given a choice in the matter. Being known as лекарь, or The Healer is...