Cuba
Your pov
When we land in Cuba we are all ushered out of the plane by Papa who walks away and starts talking to a short chubby man.
I grab onto Natashas hand and she squeezes it to show me she's there.
When I look back at Papa I see him still talking to the man.
They keep looking at me so I pull closer into Nat.
When I look around again I see mama being taken away in a stretcher by soldiers.
I run over pulling Nat with me who see's where I'm going and picks up the pace.
When we get there Yelena is crying and holding mamas hand as I take her other one.
I was about to say something but rough hands pull me away from mama had Nat. They also have Yelena.
I hear shouts when I'm suddenly pulled out if the mans grip and pulled behind Nat and Yelena.
Nat has a gun in her hand.
"я буду стрелять! " (I will shoot)
(A\N: I don't speak Russian so if this is wrong I'm really (◞‸◟ㆀ)ˢᵒʳʳʸ ) ]
She says pointing it at the soldiers. "Put the gun down Natasha" Papa says with his hands up when Nat turns to him with the gun.
"Yelena is only 6 and Y\N is 3" Nat says slightly panicked.
"you were younger than Yelena" Papa says to Nat.
Before Nat could respond they all felt a sharp pain in their neck, and everything went black.
No ones pov
As the girls get taken into a truck and driven away, Alexei hands Dreykov the file and mission report.
"They will be ok" Dreykov says before walking away.
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Subject 64
FanfictionTest subject 64:Y\N Y\L\N: SUCCESS Birth date: 04\06\1992 Parents: anonymous Ability: to be determined That was the only information Melina and Alexi were given with for the youngest child of their new fake family. They were to live in Ohio until t...
