We 7 Forever

Chapter 28: Alexei

Above: Last Known Picture Of Alexei And His Sister Olga 1918

"OK" i say calmly. "If that's what it takes." I knew i couldn't lose what little family i have left. "They would have killed me if i had gone back." Irina says softly and her face is emotionless but a second later she has a look of determination on her face. "We must go on. For our families." I am impressed by her determination after all i'm barely holding myself together. "Yes we must." I say with bitter tears in my eyes. Tears of anger and rage. "If we succeed i'm going to kill them all." I say with anger in my voice. "We must be going now" Mikhail says. And the truck starts rumbling along the dirt road again soon we get to a small tavern. What could possibly be here at the wee hours of the morning? Mikhail interrupts my thoughts by handing me and Irina cloaks. "You don't want anyone enemies recognizing you here. And don't eat or drink anything." Why are we coming here if it's such a seedy place then? I think to myself i don't dare question Mikhail. He then helps me and Irina down out of the truck. "Wait here. I'll come out and get you when i'm sure it's safe." Safe? Why did he bring us here if he wasn't sure it was safe? We stood there in silence still trying to process the night. Until finally he came out. "Where have you been?" I hissed. "Someone could have kidnapped us!" "But they didn't did they?" He said coolly as if we are in no danger at all. "Now come on" He says and we followed him inside. Honestly i was getting annoyed at his arrogance and his carefree attitude. Once we got inside i saw that it was a very merry place and that everyone was either drinking or dancing. Mikhail led us to a small table in the back where a man was drinking by himself. "I told you i don't want any part of this suicide mission." He said always looking down into his tankard while he spoke. "It's not a suicide mission." Mikhail said. "Do you want to be ruled under the tyranny of Lenin?" His voice gradually getting louder and louder until the whole tavern was listening and he was standing on a table. "Or would you rather have a just and fair Tsar who has known pain like no other." He was yelling to the whole tavern. "Get rid of Lenin!" the tavern started chanting. "Then join our cause and get two Romanov's back on the throne!" He then pulled us up onto the table next to him and pulled down our hoods to reveal our faces. The tavern was now yelling and clapping with excitement. Me and Irina held hands and Mikhail put them high above our heads. The crowd went wild with applause.