Hi everyone! Thanks for the reviews! I a few lines from the other chapter when I'm doing the leap back in time to show Nikita's point of view. They are made bold and italic!
Chapter 8
Division
'What's wrong?' Michael asked when he walked towards Birkhoff, Percy and Amanda. There seemed to be a lot of commotion.
He had to hide his smirk when he saw the two men from earlier walking away from the training room. They were covered in bruises and blood. So Nikita had managed to escape like he had anticipated. With a little help from him of course. He'd given her the key of the cuffs just before she got dragged away by the men. He felt relief wash over him.
'Nikita is dead.' Amanda said bluntly as she studied Michael's reaction.
Michael swallowed hard and his eye lids fluttered one too many times before he managed to put a stone mask over his face. He looked at Percy as his nostrils flared.
Percy shook his head irritated. 'We're not sure yet.' He told Michael as he pursed his lips together angrily. 'I will not fall for this again.'
'What happened?' Michael asked as he felt the colour draining from his face at the thought that Nikita was dead. He put a stoic look on his face. Maybe she wasn't. This had happened before. She was very resourceful, he had to trust her skills.
'She got out of the cuffs and fought her way out of the car.' Birkhoff smirked. 'Then she jumped off a bridge.'
'They shot her.' Amanda clarified.
To Michael's ears the way Amanda said that sounded triumphant, happy almost.
'She might have drowned.' Michael heard Amanda say from somewhere far away in the back of his head. So many thoughts and feelings were shooting through his body that he had trouble focussing.
'I shot her last time too when she fell in the water.' Percy bit frustrated. 'She didn't drown then. Didn't die either.' Disappointment and irritation seeped through. Percy shook his head.
'Maybe she really does have nine lives.' Birkhoff commented as he concentrated on his computer screen again.
Michael noticed how a vicious grin grew on Amanda's face. She looked at him.
'And she's running out.' She stated in a low, happy tone as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
'Her body would have already disappeared. The flood is very strong there, even if she didn't survive, there's no way if they'll ever find anything.' Birkhoff said as he pointed at his screen that showed the river and the possible spots where she or her body could be. He was referring to the men who were already out searching for her in the area.
Percy sighed annoyed. 'Let me know when there is news.' He mumbled angrily as he left. Amanda followed.
Two hours earlier
Alex's apartment
Nikita let herself by lead away by the two Division gorilla's without a fight. She felt the cold metal of the key Michael had slipped into her hand pressing against her skin as she thought of a few plans quickly.
They pushed her into their dark SUV and one of them went to sit beside her.
Nikita sighed sadly as she looked up at the window of Alex's apartment. Amanda was looking down at her through the curtain. Amanda, that bitch. She could almost see the happy and evil sparkle in the woman's eyes from here. She was probably already planning how to handle her. And it would be painful.
'So you're the one that they're all making fuss about?' The bald gorilla next to her said as he looked her up and down. He laughed at her as his fist connected with her face. 'You're not so tough now are you?' He asked as she looked up.
'No, I'm not so tough as you, hitting a woman who has her hands behind her back.' She bit at him, what a sick loser!
The gorilla laughed again. 'This one's got a big mouth on her. Let's teach her a lesson.'
'What? Your mumma was so mean to you that you have to take it out on other woman?' Nikita asked him as she gave him a challenging look.
Nikita yelped involuntarily the moment the man's fist hit her in her face again. God, he was strong. She had to stay conscious, she had to fight this. She could do this but she felt so dizzy.
The taste of copper filled her mouth, she hated the taste of blood.
'Don't rough her up too much otherwise you've got Amanda to answer too.' The gorilla behind the wheel warned as he watched the two in the mirror.
'That's okay, she won't give us any trouble now.' Bald Gorilla said as he straightened himself in his seat and gave Nikita who was lying helplessly against the door a satisfied look.
When the car drove off Nikita's fingers worked quickly and she felt some relief spread through her when her right handcuff opened easily. She studied the man next to her to see if he had noticed anything. He hadn't.
Nikita had waited a few moments before the road became less busy. When they reached the large bridge she had attacked the man next to her, that had went quite easily, she hadn't counted on the man behind to wheel to shoot at her while he was driving. She was just in time to dodge the bullet but the next one hurt her left arm. She groaned in pain as the man next to her had suddenly produced a knife from somewhere which cut through her body warmer and flesh like it was nothing. The man behind the wheel pointed the gun at her again while she dodged the knife just in time and hit the other gorilla. The gun went off and she got a burning pain in her leg instantly.
'I'll put as many bullets in you as needed!' The gorilla behind the wheel shouted in rage as Nikita looked up in horror to see the car heading straight towards a big truck.
Nikita quickly opened the door and threw herself out on the hard concrete floor. Although she let herself roll away leanly the impact with the ground sent pain up her spine and wounds. She heard the clashing of cars and metal as she straightened herself and saw how the two gorilla's climbed out of the car that had collided with the railing.
'Get her!' One gorilla shouted as they stumbled out of the car.
Nikita looked around her for a place to take cover, there was nothing.
The gorilla pointed the gun at her again. She ran towards the railing of the bridge and climbed over it. The water looked dark and angry beneath her. She didn't like heights that much at all.
O, she was going to be sorry about this! But everything was better then going back. She'd rather die or drown then the alternative. Nikita spread her arms and jumped. She felt free again. Faith would decide whether she would survive or not, that made her smile. She felt the wind tousling her long dark hair as her body made it's quick way down to the water. She felt the searing pain in her side and upper legs.
She saw the night sky, stars and felt nothing under her anymore, she was falling...Falling very deep...It all went so fast...She felt her back crushing with the water. More pain flew through her body when she felt something hard connecting with her side.
Before she knew it she disappeared into the cold water. It took her breath away, falling deeper and deeper...
All her thoughts were gone...All her memories...
There was nothing anymore..
Nothing
..Just the dark liquid pressing against her body...
Nikita got out of her daze as the heavy dark liquid pushed against her body and seemed to drag her down deeper and deeper. She began to swim up but the cold water made her moves so slow and difficult. She gasped when she finally got to the surface and tried to breathe in the night air to get some oxygen in her desperate lungs. It just made her cough until her throat hurt. She slightly panicked when she didn't seem to get oxygen in her lungs. Nikita began to count the seconds of her breathing out to breathe more even. While she counted aloud she felt the cold ice water making her slender body shake as a leaf. The salty water felt like poison on her fresh wounds. Her lips trembled and she felt broken everywhere. She swam towards a rock and pulled herself up against it. She felt pain and cold from the rock but it didn't matter. It was something that held her above water. She felt totally drained of all energy. She looked around her and tried to find out where exactly she was and how she could get out easily. She knew her way around here very well because she had done her morning runs in the park near the bridge. She knew every rock, small bridge, bush and tree here. She had sat along the waterline many times, staring into the depth, wondering if she was doing the right thing.
She had to move now. They'd be searching for her.
Nikita felt herself shiver uncontrollably as she swam to the other side. Just when she thought she couldn't go any further she felt ground under her feet. Her clothes were tearing her back in the water and she felt a searing pain in her side and abdomen again. She put her hand on her side while she lost balance and fell back in the water. She groaned in pain. She was so cold!
She must have hit a rock and the wound in her abdomen was inflicted by the men. The salty water was still biting at her wounds.
She couldn't think much, she was too absorbed in pain but she knew that she had to get someone to look at her wounds. But when she got herself up again on the shore she collapsed and she fell flat in the sand, her face disappearing in the muddy sand mixed with salt water. She felt so much pain that she couldn't move anymore. Her body felt so heavy, so painful, as if it wasn't hers anymore. She moved her face out of the salt water with trouble and gasped deep to inhale oxygen again. It just made her cough. She had to stand up and go back to her home! Otherwise they would find her anyway and this would all have been for nothing.
Nikita moved her leg to stand up and pushed herself up on her arms but she collapsed again. This time she stayed down. The salt in her wound made tears run out of her eyes. She tried to get up with her arms, leaning on them but the muscles in her arms trembled like leaves and she collapsed again. Her face hitting the sand hard. And after that, nothing on her body moved anymore.. She just needed rest, just for a minute. Then she'd move further. She would… She really would.
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Nikita felt the rough stone surface hurt her hands as she needed the support from the wall to get down the stairs. Finally. She had made it. She walked further and stopped to straighten herself. She had to calm herself, she had to stop the shaking, she had to bandage her wounds to stop the bleeding any further, she had to get herself warm...
Nikita stared at herself, at her feet. Was that… Was that dark puddle next to her feet her blood?
The bed, it wasn't far away, she could make it. She had to do so many things before she could rest. She put her one foot for the other to walk further.
The whole room began to spin. Before she knew it she collided with something hard she recognised as the floor. An immense pain shot through her body making it impossible to breathe anymore.
Everything became black.
And then, there was nothing anymore.
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Hope you liked it! Some things were difficult for me to describe, hope it wasn't too hard to read! Please let me know what you think!
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