I feel the van jolt to a stop as the no-named driver violently stepped on the brake. I could've only guessed that we have arrived.
"Следите за девушку, мне нужно повторно заполнить фургон и получить некоторые напитки," the driver ordered the guards sitting next and around me in Russian. The guards knew I was fluent in nearly every language there is, but what they didn't know was that I was fluent in Welsh a language not known here in America and very ancient. And luckily for me, they weren't fluent in everything unlike me so I could say something in greek and they wouldn't know what language it was.
"Watch over the girl, I need to re-fill the van and get some drinks."
"Haha, pobl dwp... Heb edrych ar y danwydd cyn i ni gadael," I whispered to myself giggling a bit, these dudes never fail to amuse me.
"Haha, stupid people.. Didn't check the fuel before we left,"
Soon we were back on the road, and after about 70 minutes of riding, after being stuck in a cell for most of your life you learn to do things you've never had the patience to do, I felt the road get more uneven and we went along indicating that we were near, I also took notice of the shadows throughout the small bars on the van and I could see we were in some sort of forest. This time when we stopped, the driver had stopped slowly in a way to not be seen or heard by anyone or anything.
In a split second, a bright light shone through my blindfold and a loud bang was heard, it was the van doors being opened. The two guards next to me harshly grabbed each of my arms and forcefully pulled me out of the van and to wherever they're taking me.
They dragged me up a few steps which I guess is the steps to the actual building. But even I know that this is not the real place that they're going to keep me, this means it's underground and that there is a secret opening leading to the base that they will activate my powers.
Not even two seconds later I hear a click and a sound of doors opening, I am then dragged into what I think is the elevator that takes us down to the base. My questions are soon answered when I felt the floor move beneath me, my stomach drops as I've never been used to elevators and I always get a queasy feeling in my stomach every time I'm in one.
As we make our way down to the base I'm quickly blinded by the light as the guards take off my blindfold. I quickly look around noticing absolutely nothing in the elevator, which means everything is controlled from a room, the elevator floor is a white marble while the walls are a bright white color, and the LED doesn't do the brightness any good as the light reflexes everywhere.
Before I can look around any more I feel a slight pinch in my neck, but when I look over there everything is slowly getting blurry, but I can see that I've been sedated as I see a needle sticking out of my neck. I felt the darkness taking over me as I mumble.
"Sakra," I should've been more observant.
"Oh, crap,"
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Back Where We Belong (Bucky Barnes ff)
FanfictionDark. Cold. Ruthless. That's what he is. But I can't complain, as I am just the same. I was taken from my life at 7, and I have spent the last 15 years of my life up in an old, murky facility trained to kill, to block out any type of pain and I've g...