This is the first chapter of my new story. I hope you will like it. There are some differences between the show and my story. Please remember that it is only fictional. Ziva is way younger than she was when she was first introduced in the show. So she is not with NCIS. She is still in Israel and the director of Mossad. Now you will think: How is she going to meet the team?
You will find out how she meets them in the story. This is going to be a TIVA.
Have fun reading the story. And remember that English is only my second language so forgive me if there are any mistakes and I do not have a beta.
Please review and let me know what you think.
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"And with those words I would like you to welcome the youngest and first female director of Mossad. Please welcome Director Ziva David. Raise your glasses to a new era to Ziva David."
Now it is official there is no going back only forward. From now on the safety of Israel is my responsibility. Some people would be proud to say that about themselves but I am not, not at all. I never wanted to have that position I never wanted to be a Mossad Officer or go to the military.
I never wanted to take lives no matter who it was that I killed but I had to do what I had to do. I had to go into the military because you have to do that here in Israel. But Mossad? That was not my decision. I never got to choose. My father if you can call him that Eli David my superior, my trainer, my teacher. Those words described him better than anything else did. He was the reason why I am standing right here right now, why I am the new Director of Mossad and not somebody else.
My father had this position before he died. At least that's what we let the public know. Just a few people know the truth about my fathers death, that he was killed. We do not know who killed him but that's what we have to find out. We just know that it was one of his many enemies. HE was killed through a head shot. Long distance and he died as soon the bullet from the sniper entered his forehead. Because of that it was my turn to take over Mossad. I had to follow the footsteps of the great Eli David. That's what I was trained to do my whole live. That's what I am even excising. It was his last will and I am his sharp end of the spear, the ice-cold killing machine, trained to kill and not to show feelings to anybody. Feelings make you weak.
Being the director of Mossad is my purpose. I am only alive because it was long said that I will once take over Mossad from my father weather it is because he died or was to old. But I already hate it and I am only officially the director for about 5 minutes. Like I already said this is what I was born into not what I wanted to do. I am not who I wanted to be I am the empty shell my father created.
There was no way back now. I could have fled a long time ago yes but then I would already be dead by now. Sometimes I think it would have been better if I would have ran away. Sometimes I think it is better then live than be who I am. I know that everyone thinks that I do not have any feelings but that is only what I let others see. My father wanted it that was and so I am that way but deep down I am hiding my feelings. All sorts of them love, hate, fear, desperation, insecurity.
They are all deep down there. I buried them over the years of training and up to know there was no one beside my sister who got to see those other layers of me. But with her death I buried them even deeper. They made me weak. I never truly loved somebody. I loved my mother, my sister and my brother yes but that's another way to love somebody. I never felt what some may say 'real' love. I could not afford to love because of my job. While other teenagers my age went out with friends to parties or went to the cinema I had to stay at home to train because in my fathers opinion it was a waste of time to do something else.
Another problem for my father was, that I was a girl and not a boy. He always wanted to have a boy first. Well he did have my brother Ari before he had me but back then he did not know that Ari existed. He was deeply disappointed with me being a girl because girls are weak. So I had to prove him wrong. I had to train more and harder to make him notice me, to make him proud.
When I was little the only thing that I wanted to do was to make my father proud. That's what every kid wants but he was never proud of me. No matter what I did I was never good enough for him. He hated me for being a girl I knew that but what should I have done? It was not my fault that I am a girl. It was no ones fault.
But I still did everything he wanted me to do and when I got older and realized that I will never make him proud it was already too late to get away.
Eli had always been very strict and my mother never did anything against him. She was afraid of our father and his actions because she knew what he could do to her, do to us. I remember all those moments when I could not take anymore of that crap and I asked my mother why we where still staying with my my father and she never gave me an answer to that. The only thing she said was that I should not make my father angry, that I should listen to him and do what he wants me to do. That would be better for me.
I hated her for that. I hated that she did not ran away with us. That she did not save us from my father. Sometimes I asked myself what person I would be now if my mother would have taken us and went away from our father. Would I still be the same person I am now? Would they still be alive?
I recently found out why my mother stayed with Eli all those years. He threatened her. He would have killed Tali. After my mothers death he always threatened me with the same thing, to kill Tali if I would not do what he wanted me to do. Tali was my everything and I had to protect her from him. But I could not tell her the truth about our father. That would have broken her little heart. And if I had left with her it would have been my fault if something would have happened to her so I did what I was forced to do in order to protect Tali.
Tali was never like me or Ari or my father. She was more like our mother, weak in our fathers eyes. She was good with words not with guns and she did not like the violence. She wanted to change the world make it to a better place where everyone lived in peace. There was something about her that made everyone listen to her and I believed in her like many others did. Like I said Tali hated the violence and she hated what we did.
Every time I came home from a mission I could see it in her eyes she was disappointed in me but if I would have told her the whole truth it would have killed her so I had to live with it. I never told her the truth about our father and I kept her illusions about him alive. I knew that it would have broken her heart. So she died never knowing what kind of a man our father really was. She wanted to fight for the good in the world but she never could because she died before she was old enough to do so.
When Tali was killed, nothing was the same everything changed for me. I had nothing and no one to fight for. I was trying to hunt down her killers and that made me blind. All I could see was vengeance nothing else. After I knew that she was dead I thought that it was my fault because I allowed her to meet her friends at the marked. A part of me died with her. And that part was called feelings. Of course I was raised not to have any feelings but I still had feelings for Tali because she was my sister. She was taken from me because of a terrorist attack. No one saw it coming. They said she did not feel anything that she was dead after the bomb detonated.
With Talis death the good part from the David family died. I did not care what my father said anymore. He couldn't blackmail me anymore because Tali was dead. It got worse at home. My father was drunk more often he hit me more often and I couldn't escape. He had to much power. I needed him to be able to find and kill her killers.
So I went to work, did my job, ate and slept. I did nothing more and after I have finally found her killers and killed them I did not know what to do so I worked. I did one job after another and hoped that it would make my father proud of me. But of cause it did not. The only thing he was proud of was that I finally became his ruthless and soulless killer.
I turned into a machine, designed to kill. I was like a robot. I did not ask any questions. I did not need any details and I left no trails. My father one and I lost. I turned into something he always wanted. Finally he was proud of me but it lasted only for two years until he was killed.
"Raise your glass for director David" I heard someone call and the people around me applauded. That was something I had to get used to. 'Director David' it was so strange. In my opinion that is … was my father not me. I am only 19 years old. I am to young to lead a whole agency but it is what it is and I have to do my job.
I can't remember anything else from that night until I went home. I only remember that I did what everyone expected me to do. I talked with everybody and played nice.
When my driver finally drove me home it started to rain. I remember that it was really cold outside although it was summer. I talked with my guards for some minutes before I entered the huge house. I knew some of the guards since I was a little child so you could say that they are my only 'friends'.
Originally the house was owned by my mothers family but my father moved into the hose with her after my grandparents died and I was raised up in it.
I couldn't go to bed because I wasn't tired so I went into my fathers…. No into my office.
I sat down and looked at the pictures on the desk. The pictures remind me of a better time where my brother and sister where still alive and I nearly shed a tear. My mother was also alive back then so my father had to be a little bit more careful with our training because of her. Eli never was the best father in the world and even with my mother around he hit Ari or me but he also hit my mother and so she was scared. She was afraid of what he would do if she would say anything to anybody so she never did anything and only used excuses when someone asked her about her wounds.
But no one found out what my father did maybe someone did know but no one talked about it.
I also remember the first time he sent Ari and me into the woods. The only thing he told us that we had to learn to be able to move and work in every area and it was also a survival training. We had nothing but the cloth on our body and one knife with us. I was afraid back than but my father did not know it otherwise he would have hurt me. But when we, Ari and I where alone I could show that I was afraid and Ari helped me to get rid of my fear and to get out of the woods. Three days later we where finally back home but my father was disappointed because we took to long to find our way out.
I can't remember why opened a drawer of the desk but I was glad I did. Otherwise my story would have been different. I was confused when the only thing I saw in the drawer was a key. I thought that there would be some papers in it but no. Just one simple golden key. I picked it up to take a better look but I could not figure for what it was. What could I open with the key? It was to small for a door but to big for a safe deposit box. But then I remembered that there was another drawer which was locked so I tried my look and the key fit.
That drawer was locked all the time so I was curious what was hidden in it. After the drawer was unlocked I opened it and I was frustrated when there was a tiny black safe with a combination lock.
"Damn" I said. How should I open the safe with no code? What was in there? Why is he hiding something? What am I going to do now? Where was the code?
That's it I have to find a way to open the safe and maybe he hid the code somewhere. So I started to look around the room to find it. But I had no clue where I should start looking. I was so frustrated that I dropped the safe. But it was still locked. When I looked up again I saw a picture of Ari, Tali and me standing on the desk. I took it in my right hand to have a better look. When I turned the frame around I saw that the picture was taken out of the frame pretty often. So I opened the frame and on the back of the picture was a number which was 98. I took the other picture that was standing on the table and did the same thing. But the number on that picture was 72.
I tried my luck and turned the combination lock. I tried 7298 but nothing happened. Afterwards I tried 9872 and it worked. The safe was finally open. Eagerly I opened the safe and saw several letters in it. I took the letters out of the safe while I was asking myself why my father hid letters in a safe. Before I started to read a letter I put the safe back where I found it and locked the drawer again.
Then I looked at the letters again. I counted them and found out that there where 19 letters. On every letter stood a date. They started with my birth year and ended with this year 2017. I took the first letter in my hand and leaned back in the big leather chair. I opened up the envelope and folded up the paper. Then I started to read the letter that my father wrote. I knew that he was the one who wrote it because of his handwriting.
Bat,
today I found out that you are going to be a girl. Well at least that is what the doctor told your mother and me. You are going to be the first David because your brother is named after his mother. You will carry our family name with honer and I know that you have a bright future. A big task is waiting for you my little girl. I know that you will be the only one who is able to solve the task. The lion will never understand and he will perish one day because of his strength. But the bright one sees everything in an other light and she will know what she has to do.
Be wise my child and you will understand.
What did that mean? I had no clue what my father wanted to say. The only thing I knew was, that Aris name means lion and mine brightness. But what did he mean with Ari? Did he forecast my brothers death?
I turned the letter around because I hoped that there was more for me to read and I was lucky because he wrote more. The date on the other page was my birthday.
Bat,
today you where born. It was a cold November night and I nearly did not make it. I had to work when your mother called me that her water broke. But I needed to finish my work before I could come to the hospital to meet you. When I finally arrived at the hospital we had to wait another 3 hours until we could meet you. From the first moment I saw you and was able to hold you in my hand I knew that I was right with what I was thinking. But before you can comply with your determination you still have a long way to go my child. I will learn you everything you have to know, train you so you will survive in the cruel world you where born into. I know that you won't always understand or like what I am doing and you might hate me but believe me it is better that you hate me than seeing you die because you are too weak. I hope that one day you will see, will understand why I had to do what I did. The world needs you but be careful and trust nobody. There are a lot of people out there who want to hurt you, people who pretend to be your friend but they are the enemy. Keep your eyes open daughter and look ahead. Keep your eyes open when you walk through the forest and the field of the red lily. Look a head and always keep in mind that you have to be one no two steps ahead of your enemy. And then my dear child you will win.
Was my father crazy? What did he mean with that? Is this real or a test? My curiosity was to big to care if this was real or a test. I wanted to know what my father meant. So I read the text again thinking about the words he had written. Forest and the field of the red lily what did that mean? My favorite flower is the red lily. Should I go into a forest and search for the flowers? No that can't be right. Maybe…. Yes that could be it. Look a head and always keep in mind that you have to be one no two steps ahead of your enemy. Maybe I should really look ahead. In front of me was a bookshelf filled with books and other stuff. I walked over to the bookshelf and looked at the books. He wanted me to go two steps. But which way? To the left or to the right? First I went to the right and there was a small red book in front of me. I took the book out of the shelf and looked at it. The color reminded me of the lilies but I also went to the left and saw a book with a white lily on it. So I took both books and went back to the desk to sit down. So it was a clue. After I sat down I wanted to investigate and read the books but I had no chance to do so because there was a knock at the door.
I put the books and the letters into the drawer and said yes so that the person behind the door could enter. Behind the door was one of my security men. He was tanned big and he was bold.
"Director David" the muscular man said.
"Here are the files you wanted to have" he said while entering the room.
"Thank you. Put them down here" I told him and pointed at my desk.
"Of course" he said and left the room again after doing so.
Because I was starting to get tired I took the files, the books and the letters and went upstairs to my room. I locked the letters and the book in my safe and went into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for bed. Then I got to bed and started to read the files. The last file was the one I really needed. It was about a liaison agent from NCIS coming to us. Originally he should have worked with me but that was not possible anymore. So I wanted to read his file again to know who he could work with.
The agents name was Anthony DiNozzo from NCIS.
I hope you liked the first chapter. I have no beta so there could have been some mistakes.
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