Undercover
Verse: Nikita
Genre: Angst/Action/Romance
Rating: T
Parings: Birkhoff/Alex, Nikita/Owen
Song: The animal I have become by Skillet
Summary: AU. Alex was saved a few months after her parents were killed and retook her claim over her father's business. Division is desperate to get her under their control and so send in Birkhoff. But with secrets on both sides can he stop himself from falling in love.
Chapter one
she was fourteen. Fourteen years old and her first kiss wasn't something made from fairy tales. It was with stale breath, sloppy tongues and lips. It was bruising and her lips felt raw after a few seconds.
Her first kiss was something from nightmares.
She was fourteen years old and she already knew what sex was; knew more about the birds and bees then anyone her age should have. Her first time was more nightmarish then her first kiss. She was meant to have candles, soft sheets and roses.
The dirty and rough shirts were only good to catch her tears and her whispers of revenge.
She had used the old spotted mirror to cut the first line into her wrist, she was fourteen and she was ready to end it all. They stopped her of course, because she was still worth so much and her body was really nothing to her. There was talks of giving her something to kill the pain, to make each encounter more bearable. And to her horror she yearned for that; too weak to end her life and too weak to fight back she was willing to take the out they offered her.
The first hit made her sick; too sick to be of any use for them that night and so she was promised a night with no nightmares.
They would have given her another hit and then another if she hadn't come back. That strange woman who saved her from the house but watched as her parents burned.
"I'll promise you will get your revenge" the soft American voice was like a lullaby to her, so different from the coarse Russian that was always screamed at her or grunted to her.
She didn't care any more because the pain was so over powering; it was nothing but a drug fuelled haze, she would wake up to find herself still trapped for the use of those dirty men.
It could have been days or weeks but slowly she came to understand one thing. Alex Udinov was a survivor. Nikita promised her that; made her understand that as she throw up each morning, knowing what had happened and been done to her.
It seemed Nikita only allowed her a few seconds peace before she pushing her; stronger in both mind and body. Alex Udinov, barely fifteen, wasn't going to be any one's victim any more.
"Why" Alex wasn't even sure where the question came from but she knew she had to ask it. Had to know why this American had saved her.
"I- I had to save you; what I've done, what I've been forced to do, made me save you" Nikita was lying but Alex couldn't find in within her self to accuse her guardian angel.
"What will I have to do" the timid voice didn't belong to this survivor Nikita had imagined, but she still smiled at her and squeezed her hand.
"Become Alexandra Udinov. Become the Udinov that you were meant to be and get your revenge" Nikita ordered and though she would doubt Alex nodded. She would try, she would become someone and if she did she would burn those responsible for her parents to the ground.