Hey guys, first time writing a fan-fiction. Sorry its kind of short. Hope you like it cause I don't. I posted it anyways cause of someone pushing me, *coughs* Ayushi95. In other words blackmailed me :P
"Here's the USB," Micheal said handing the drive to Nikita. "It has the location of the black boxes and guardians too."
"Thanks," Nikita said as she took the drive and plugged it into her computer. 3 faces, 3 names, and 3 locations popped up.
"You know there's a lot of people look for that," Micheal said.
"Mhm..." Nikita replied as she was focused on her computer monitor.
"You're not going to go against them alone, are you? Nikita their guardians," Micheal said in an uncertain tone. "You're going to get yourself killed." After Nikita didn't reply and instantly knew her answer to his question.
"No, no, no, you're not going alone," Micheal said sternly.
"Its fine, I'll just grab the box and go," Nikita replied calmly as she walked closer to Micheal till there eyes met. She kissed him and whispered in his ears,"I'll be ok," and she walked away.
Micheal cleared his throat and said," I have to be back at Division." He was worried for Nikita. Micheal looked to the ground and left walking out while Nikita's back was to him. Nikita heard his footsteps get farther and farther away.
Nikita went to change her clothes, grab her glock 45 and left. After driving a while, she noticed she was being follow. It was a black suv, tinted windows, but just enough for Nikita to see the driver and another figure in the back seat. She couldn't reconize either one of them.
Nikita stopped the car at a gas station and walked inside, knowing that her followers would follow her in. She walked around aisles to try and get a better look at them. Nikita quickly took her glock 45 from her back and held it in her hands in front of her as she noticed the driver was russian.
She left the shop and went to the back of the gas station to confront them. When Nikita got to the back, she turned around by a sound of movement behind her, only to see Ari Tasarov, but no driver. Ari was umarmed, his hands inside his pocket of his dark blue coat.
"What are you doing here Ari?" Nikita asked with her glock aimed at him.
"I'm here for you Nikita," he replied easily.
"What do you want Ari?" Nikita quickly asked.
"I want what you have," he said in a small russian accent.
Nikita wondered what Ari wanted, confusion on her face. Ari's guard quickly came up behind Nikita from the other side of the gas station. Next thing she knew was something cold and hard hitting the back of her head. Nikita's vision became a blur, the last thing she saw was Ari's smirking face and everything went black.
The driver carried Nikita into the car, tied her wrists and drove off.