A/N: This is my first fanfiction. Be nice and feel free to leave any comments/suggestions.
PROLOGUE: THE BEGINNING
The room was filled with the sound of fingers tapping on keyboards, mouses clicking and the drone of voices. Everyone had been working hard all day and their work was almost complete. They only had to find one more, just one more, and they could end this part of the programme.
Ivan Petrovich oversaw all applicants, most seemed promising and were brought in. He had arranged several 'accidents' that would make it easier to obtain them: a car crash here, an explosion there or a simple over-looked gas-leak. All were successful.
It had taken some time to gather all the applicants together, more time than he thought, but all the girls looked strong and, given adequate training and time, they would become loyal and powerful. They would do his bidding and he would reward them splendidly.
A voice broke through Ivans train of thought "Сэр, мы нашли еще один" Ivan raced over and peered at the computer screen. It showed a picture of a girl, no more than 10 years old, she had curly red hair and soft looking white skin.
All her information was there, only two parents to deal with, lived reasonably close, in Stalingrad, no brothers and sisters to speak of.
" Приведите ее в"
The trucks zoomed along a quiet road under the cover of darkness. They were almost there and everyone knew the plan. Ivan sat in the back with a pillow, a blanket and a bottle in his hand.
The house came into view.
The blueprints they had obtained about the house informed Ivan that little Natalias room was on the second floor and facing the street.
The trunks halted a little ways from the house, men dressed in black got out and started for the house carrying guns, bottles of fluid and tiny boxes of matches. They were instructed not to hurt the girl but to do what was necessary to others involved.
Ivan waited in the truck, he watched as the men entered the two story building, all was quiet. Ivan knew what would be happening, the liquid would be poured over everything and the girl would be left un-touched until the last possible moment.
Shouts erupted from the house, a mans and then a womans, followed quickly by gunfire. From the truck, Ivan could see shadows and dancing firelight in the windows – then the man came out carrying the screaming girl; Natalia Romonova.
They quickly sped away, Ivan holding the girl in his arms whispering in her ear that everything was going to be ok, until he wet a piece of cloth with the bottle of liquid and placed it firmly over her mouth. Natalia slipped into a reluctant sleep still calling for her mother and father.
A/N: I know this is short. I suck at writing long things but I will get better in time. TRANSLATION:
Приведите ее в - Bring her in