Rainbow Six Siege: Complications

Chapter 1(cont): The Florence Nightingale Effect

Blitz helped you in a car before holding your hand for the last time. "Well, have a good trip home. It's been nice having you around, maybe someday we will meet again, in a more peaceful time." You held onto his hand, didn't want to let go.

"Thank you for everything, Blitz." You said to him. The past week would have been a lot worse if it wasn't for him.

"Sehr gerne, Glöckchen. Auf Wiedersehen. Alles Gute. (You're very welcome, Little Bell. Till we meet again, Wish you the best.)" He said before pulling you into his arm for a hug and patting you on your back.

You felt his hand leave yours and the door was shut. You sink yourself into the seat and let out a long sigh, a mix of relief and sadness. The car started and you let yourself get comfortable with the soft rocking of the vehicle.

You didn't keep track of how long or how far you were driven, but there came a sudden stop and you heard gunshot. Confused, you kept your body low as you tried to regulate your panicked breathing. You hear the window shatter and men yelling. The door was busted open soon and you screamed as you were dragged out of the car by a pair of hands.

You couldn't see, and it made everything worse. You hear these men, maybe 4 of them, converse to each other quietly. You begged them to let you go, but they laughed and knocked you out.

When you came to again, the mask on your face was removed. You look around, head still hurting from the blow, and found yourself in the middle of a dim room that felt like a basement. You were so scared and couldn't stop shivering. You felt it coming, the dreaded feeling of finding yourself captive again, and tortured again. You moved to see if you could free yourself but it wasn't possible, as you were duct taped to the chair you sat on.

You heard footsteps as a man came up to you. You recognized the white mask and felt something in your mind snap as you started crying a little. Not this again, no. They were going to torture you again, for no better reason than to entertain themselves, and they were going to make you sick again by injecting things under your skin.

"You didn't die, how interesting." The man said as he knelt in front of you and pulled out a pistol, shoving it against the bottom of your chin as you tilted yourself and cried in fear.

"I'm not going to kill you, not yet, so don't worry. You have been close to Rainbow, tell me what you know, what you saw."

You hated questions, because you knew you would never give them a satisfying answer. All that's going to happen is getting tortured. You steadied your breath, feeling the fight leave you.

"I was kept in a specific area, I didn't see much." You said honestly, wishing that he would believe you.

Surprisingly, he didn't hurt you. "I see. Then tell me what the doctors did to you."

You whimpered at the question, confused at first as to why he wanted to know, but scared of getting punished so you answered truthfully. "Recovery exercises... and... injections."

"Specifics? What was the color of the fluid?"

"I don't know... I don't remember." You looked at him with pleading eyes.

The man rose up and lifted your chin so you were staring at him. He let you go then went out the room to talk to his accomplices. You knew something bad was going to happen, but you couldn't do anything about it.

Soon, two men came to the room. You recognize the uniform they were wearing. Biohazard uniforms. You saw similar men when you were captured the first time, when they injected something into you. They held you in place forcefully and pushed a needle in your arm to take some of your blood. You were paralyzed, but knew better than to fight back. After they got what they came for, they took the sample of your blood and went on their way.