A Destined Fate: Russia X Reader

Chapter 51: Perfect~

"Get comfortable princess, your knight shall arrive shortly." Snickered the ginger leader as he shoved my form into a darken room finally releasing his grip on my hair. My scalp felt sore and burnt from all the yanking & tugging. I knew my hair was mess but I could care less. The leader slammed the door which was followed by the clicking of a door latch. Or maybe not. I mentally concluded as I frantically finger comb my hair into a non-ratchet style.

Once I was done with my hair OCDness, I let a mixed emotion sigh slip. "Why am I even here..." I whisper to myself out loud just yearning to hear my own voice. Around my gaze fluttered about, the room was dimly lit due to the lights flooding from the cracks of the entrance. I need to get out of here. Side to side my (c/e) orbs dashed looking for any possible method of escape. A bed, a dresser, a closest and... Bingo. A window. I pick myself up to my feet and rush to the pane. I felt my heart sink. Planks. They boarded up the window. Before I attempted to rip the wood voices call from outside my door. Clenching my fist I knew it was a stupid move and that I should be trying to leave but inside I felt that the conversation was more important. Shifting over to the wooden entrance I place an ear against the surface.

"-ou took care of him?" The disgusting voice of bandana boy questioned.

"Of course you think I would let the Russian bastard live? Killed him, just let him rot out there in the cold." My heart and every part of my being came to an immediately halt. Toris laughed like a filthy animal. "God his face was priceless especially when I poured the vodka on him. Oh the way he screamed... Never will I forget it. Though I wish I had recorded it, if only the thought had came across to me sooner..." his voice sick with amusement.

Ivan was ...

...

Dead?

But that's impossible, he said it himself, he couldn't die so easily.

I clutched my hair out of frustration. No! He was lying! Lair!!! More rage consumed my mind only to be broken in a matter of seconds, Their conversation continued.

~Lithuania's POV~

"But maybe I can record the next one." I smirked creepily. The red-head held a smug expression. "Woah, killing again. Who knew you could be such a murder. Who's the lucky fella?" I swing the gun from my rear pocket slamming it against his forehead. "You." My tone chilled narrowing my emerald vision. The leader's expression was unreadable. "And why is that?" He remarked in a rather clam matter. "______ is mine. I don't care if you got her because someone wanted to pay their debt. She. Is. Mine." Ginger chuckled retorting "Oh it seems someone has been doing their research but not enough. Has the thought ever occur to you that you can't simply kill a leader of a gang so easily?" My head gestures a shake of approval. "Oh course. Let me answer your question with a question. Vlad, who would you rather work for: A leader who believes he has balls of steel but can't take down a single Russian bastard, that every member of his gang hates him, and needs help from a outside to take the man down; or the outsider who understands the pain of being a subordinate who follows the idiotic tasks of his higher up and manages to take the Russian down barely lifting a finger?" At my words gang members began flooding the room encircling us. Vlad's eyes grew wide. Now this was the reaction I was waiting for. My sinister look grew more pleased. "You can't be fucking serious!? After all I did for you guys this is the thanks you give me. A stab in the back!?" A member call from the crowd holding a crowbar with a delighted look replying to the boss's pleas. "Sorry Vlad but we all just hate you. It was gonna happen sooner or later and I can tell you, you couldn't have gotten a better replacement." The redhead throw his gaze vigorously all around consumed by disbelief. "Bastards! YOU'RE ALL DOUBLE CROSSING BASTARDS!" "Or maybe you were just a terrible leader." I retorted crudely.

"Say what, as becoming new leader my first act will be allowing you guys do what you want to the sorry fuck. It would be unfair for me to have my revenge while you guys don't, so..." I smirked "Go crazy." Instantly my members ran at the former leader. Tools varied in each individual's hands; crowbars, hammers, shovels, knives, pitchforks, literally anything that could cause damage. The man who spoke up from before claimed first blood bring his crowbar against Vlad's skull. The ginger came tumbling down in a pool of red bathing his already crimson hair. Without restrain the gang members went at him sending their blows of hatred. After five minutes I waved the group off signaling them to cease. Within milliseconds they complied moving away from Vlad. Padding over I see his face is barely a face at all. Good, no one would recognize the corpse. "This is the end of the line buddy. Sorry we didn't really get to know each other anymore. I'm sure I would've respected you. Who am I kidding!? That's just another lie!" I laughed. "Go to hell." His voice practically a whisper. The ex-leader was on the verge of unconsciousness, I had to make it quick. In a swift move I rip his bandana off and stuff it down his throat. The ginger gags gasping for breathe, the slow tortures satisfies me though it seemed he had enough with the games. Shoving my pistol in his mouth with a dark malevolent look. "See you there my friend." My tone mocking him, then I pulled the trigger.

Brain matter erupted everywhere followed by a deafening silence. "Take care of the body before it stains the carpet, I don't want to ruin my new place." I barked the command. A member nodded grabbing the corpse's ankles along with another guy taking the wrist.

Yes. This was perfect. Everything was just so perfect and I was the creator.

~Normal POV~

The bang of a gun shot sounded.

"Take care of the body before it stains the carpet, I don't want to ruin my new place."

My face paled at Toris' words, hell even the entire conversation. I slide against the door covering my ears, tears came flooding down. How could he be so heartless? If he killed Vlad then does that mean he really did kill Ivan? At the thought, the sound of the lock clicking came followed by the juggle of the door knob. I throw my watery gaze up and found my face to pale to the shade of a ghost. "Well hello there princess I'm here to rescue you." Sung Toris as he bend down to hug my frame. The gun was still in his hand covered in blood. He whispered softly into my ear, hands gliding through my (h/c) locks. "Now everything can be perfect my darling." I was too shaken to do a thing.

No. This was the opposite. Everything was a diaster and you are the creator.

~~~~~~~~~~~A/N~~~~~~~~~~~~

Forgive me Reader-Chan! Sorry if this was bad or too short. I literally write as I progress. Some fans really wanted an update and I didn't want to wait till next week to write it (Cause I'm a little shaky on the content of the next few chapters like the last chapter I had legitimately plan out was probably 41... XD so I've been YOLO-ing it. I"m proud of the results) Well actually I know what direction I'm going in but I'm not sure on the details. HELPFUL TIP BY THE WAY: PAY ATTENTION TO DETAILS IN THIS STORY. LIKE SUPER SUPER SUPER CLOSE. I'm not spoiling anything else. Cause a lot of stuff in the beginning might pop up! Especially in this chapter. If any of you figure it out comment! If you get it right I will give you a special reward! (I have no idea what.) XD

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