YOU NEVER SAW ME | m.w.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

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C H A P T E R   T H I R T E E N :

" THE CHRISTMAS PRESENT "

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| D E C E M B E R 25th , 1986 |

K a m c h a t k a , R u s s i a

"HAPPY CHRISTMAS, VY URODY. NOW GET UP."
  A deep, and authoritative voice with a thick Russian accent called out from outside in the hallway of the many cells that housed other experiments.

Y/N groaned as she sat up from her uncomfortable bed, hearing the pounds of her door from the guards in order to wake her up.

She realized what the head guard had said.

It was Christmas Day.

She stepped off from her bed, her bare feet meeting the cold smoothed concrete floor as she walked to gather her clothing items from off the floor.

She quickly slipped on her parka jacket as well as her snow shoes and gloves to prepare to be transported to work and train outside.

Every other day, under the demands of Dr. Brenner, the Russian guards take all the successful experiments (which was not many) with all their individual abilities, and have them train with the other heightened soldiers that were based in the facility.

Y/N learned that this facility, didn't even exist to the outside world. And that the 'military base' that they called the facility, was just a cover up for what they were really conducting.

She just wasn't sure exactly what is was that they were hiding, she intended on finding out.

She was roughly escorted by the guards to form a line with the other heightened soldiers, other wise known as the very few successful experiments. 

In the hall of the cells, she was lined up along with the other soldiers. She saw her father being roughly shoved closer to her in the line, his arms being enveloped by the same parka jacket she wore.

"Don't move out of line, stay on track. Move quick not slow," The Russian guard had a black mustache, his accent overwhelming his words as he barked orders. "Come, follow."

The line of soldiers (experiments) moved at a moderate pace with Russian guards at either side of the line to keep them closed in.
Hopper stayed close behind his daughter, making sure she was protected, because not many of the other experiments were any better than Brenner.

Many of his experiments were just as bad as Brenner, if not worse. Hopper couldn't leave his daughter alone with them, and he wouldn't.

The line was led to a large silver door, one that often opened to let supply trucks inside or other government vehicles. Hopper nor Y/N had been outside in a couple days.

So when the door slid open with its mechanical grumble, the fierce blow of cold air hit all of the experiments with a punch.