It had been a cold winter this year. The land was blanketed in the shimmering whites the residents had come to know. The trees were bare and the sky was gray. This wasn't the best time to be outside, but your luck didn't provide the best and you were being chased in it. The thick mounds of compacted snow slowed you as you tried to escape your captures. It's wasn't a shock to you, when you sunk out the abandoned bunker, that you were in the middle of no where. You even considered going back unsure where you would go if you just ran. But the marks and nick on your (s/c) skin and the memory of how you got them were enough to give you motivation to keep going. 'Anything is better then them', you thought as you moved for the open doorway. Of course that triggered an alarm. Dogs barked and men scurried down the long corridor behind you. So you ran and here you are now, still running.

The cold nipped at you under clothed body as the wind begin to hollow and kick up some of the fringed bits that weren't held down. It whipped your bare arms and legs. You had to push thought the pain though, you had to get away. You had to go home. That all you could think as you pushed thought the snow with the dogs closing in on you and the men yelling at you. You had to go home.

Thought the trees, bobbing and weaving, you were getting tired. They hadn't feed you enough for all this running. You were on empty and about the stale. You curse your luck as you avoided an in coming dog that jumped at you ripping off more of the bag that was suppose to be your clothes. The wind rushed though it circling your stomach. Your shivering was now violent and running was difficult. You hold yourself and run the best you could. You looked up and see a tall building up ahead. It seemed out of place in the middle of no where. It was very large with a many windows that glistened with the ice that was coating it. Ice also hung off everything and, if you weren't in immediate danger, you would call it beautiful. 'Please let someone live there. Please!' you begged as you gather all that was left of you strength and sprinted to the building.

You found the door and throw yourself against it. You ignore the pain in your shoulder as you pound you fist on the wood. "Please! Please Help Me! Please! Help-" You feel a hand grip your face and mouth. Tears puddle in you (e/c) eyes and river down your cheeks onto the dirty hand. "Thought you could escape from us? Ha! That vas funny joke." You screamed out. It was muffled and useless to but you were so close. 'Please!' "What are you doing?" A voice asked. It wasn't familiar to you but you guess it was to your captures. You could feel the one holding you being to shake like you were. "C-c-c-commander?" "Da? What are you doing?" You strain your eyes to look up at the man at the door as your captures babbled about what they were doing. They were speaking Russian and you couldn't understand any of it. You didn't know how to feel, if they knew this guy, you could be in more danger but if they were scared then he could help. You weren't sure. The man at the door looked down at you with curious violet eyes. You feel more tears run down your face. You begged with your (e/c) ones. 'Please…' The commander's eyebrows rose a bit then he smiled wide. "Give her to me." His voice lacked anything you could read. You weren't scared though. "But ve can not do that!" You feel the grip on you tighten. An arm snaked around your waist and gripped you tighter. It mades you sick. "You can and you will." The commander insisted. He sounds much more intimating now. You question your feelings again. The hands shook once more then slowly released you. Of course they hand to rub up to you chest and stick fingers in your mouth before letting go completely.

As soon as you couldn't feel the hands, you ran to the other and hide behind him. His eyes followed and once you were safely out of their reach, he pulled back a closed hand and punched the closest in his jaw. Blood and teeth shot from his mouth and stained the snow red. The dogs whimpered and back away as he partner cowered with them. "You are not going to leave him here, da? If you do, I will have to take care of him." The word rolled off is lips pleasantly. His accent sent chills down your spin. It wasn't like those two assholes. He's was nice and almost purred. He hurried and grabbed the doubled over pest and ran back to where they came. The commander closed the door and turned to look at you. You couldn't believe it. Your mouth was open with no words and your eye blinked back more tears. The taller smiled sweet, "You must be cold. Go sit by the fire, I'll go get you some-" "—Thank you sir! Thank you!" You interrupted. You knew that you wouldn't have found the confidence later and you felt faint. You had to say it now. "Sir? You don't have to be so formal with me (name)." Your eyes widen and the commander could read it all over your face. "I knew you wouldn't have remembered me. It was a long time ago." His smiled was now sadder as he walked closer to your frozen body, "but you will remember with time. This house is full of memories-" A soft hand stoked your face. Your (e/c) eye meet his violet one as he tucked a strand of you (h/c) hair behind your little, frozen ear. "—My sunflower." You gasp hearing the little pet name. You did know this place. "…Ivan…" Then the world went black.

Hope you liked it. My first reader-insert so…umm... tell me what you think. I will try to update this at least one ever couple of days. I've only read 1 or 2 long reader-inserts with more then 3 chapters. I wanna make this long so that you can really have some time with Ivan (Russia).

Next chapter! What do you really remember and why do you know this dashing Russian's name? Stay tuned~~~