Poisoned Youth | Marvel616

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     A scruff looking man, no older then mid-thirties, sits on the bustling Russian sidewalk. His sign reads, " Homeless Veteran in need of food," but no one stops to pay attention or give their sympathies. A well-built, tall man stands in front of him and carelessly puts one-hundred dollars in his cup. "What's your name and rank soldat."

     "Senior Lieutenant Alexander Smirnov of the Special Ops, sir."

     "I' m Dr. Dimitri Vikhrov, Captain of scientific service."

    "What a great welcoming committee," Aurore smirked at the team. Her eyes glinted with mischief.

     Luda ignored her and hauled her up on her feet. She pushed her harshly down the stairs. The police were already on the scene at the restaurant.

     "Don't try anything or I'll put a bullet in your ass," Lyudmila whispered in Aurore's ear.

     "No problem red." Luda couldn't do anything but roll her eyes at the comment.

     She took off the handcuffs and grabbed Aurore's hand hard. The team slipped through the back entrance. When they got out into the street, the three groups spread out. Staying a short distance away from each other. Luda pretended to laugh at something Aurore said as she walked by the crime scene.

    "Oh , I see you swing that way."

    "Shut up. It's just a cover," Luda grumbled quietly

    "I'm sure that's all it is, red." Aurore winked at her.

    They parked their bikes a block down the road. Luda climbed on hers and pu t the handcuffs back on Aurore.

    "Do you want to take her Miriam?" She asked. Luda's cheek still stung a light red from her comment a moment earlier.

    "Sure," Miriam roughly tugged at Aurore, and help her set on the bike. "When I lean you lean," she ordered.

     Soon the four of them were back at the compound. They silently trudged into the main room. There was a hallway off to the left for the training room, med bay, and the interrogation room.

     "My , my I see you brought the snake home?" General Alvarez smirked earning a sharp glare from Aurore. Miriam pushed her into the interrogation room and sat her down in the chair. The room was cold and unfeeling. There was a two-way mirror connected to a small observation room. Its walls were made of metal and its floors of white, cool tile.

     "We're both on the same team here Aurore. We both want R.I.S.A. gone for our own reasons. That can only happen if we work together." Luda leaned across the table.

     "I'm already a step ahead of you. I don't need your help." Aurore scoffed

     "What if I can help you get something you want in return."

     Aurore shook her head unimpressed and skeptical, "What could you possibly do for me?"

     "How about help you get your father's business yet, and maybe, if you play your card right , immunity for your crime under hydra. You could start a new life."

     "I don't want a new life," her words came out quickly and all ran together, "but revenge sounds nice."

     "Well , that settles it then. What do you know?" Luda asked.

     Miriam walked out of the room and closed the door loudly behind her. The men looked over at her with a curious expression on their face s . "That Aurore girl has Luda eating out of the palm of her hand. Are you really going to let her just give immunity to some Nazi? We were just fighting them. She's completely taken over this whole operation," Miriam sighed and ran her hand through her dark brown, wavy hair.