To anyone reading this who believes there'll be "Mikita" or "Malex" scenes where they're doing anything BUT kicking each other's asses (or preferably Michael getting his ass kicked...) you're outta luck. Let the record show that I, SWLL, strongly distain any relationship involving Michael/Nikita or Michael/Alex. The show is about NIKITA and ALEX (much like how Xena was about Xena and Gabrielle, not Xena and Ares or Gabrielle and Joxer (and X and G were TOTALLY together by the way. Just sayin'.)). Thus, it's a Nikalex fanfiction. That means no kissy face or any female character exclaiming "Oh Michael! I love you so much you dangerous, mysterious, lost puppy you! Take me!" Because I will vomit all over my laptop...no one wants that.
P.S. Sorry it took so long to get this up...finding inspiration is surprisingly difficult...
Chapter Eleven
Nikita
"It was the middle of winter, December fifteenth, I was thirteen, just out of the closet. Outted by the only friend I thought I had. The ice on the lake was weak that year. I couldn't deal with it all. I couldn't handle the hate I was getting at school, the pressure from my father...just everything. And, when I heard you died...when I heard that they lit your house on fire and you burned alive...I couldn't handle it. Everything hurt so much. I was suffocating in the world around me. I'd known Nikita for maybe half a week. She was working with my father around the time she was getting out of Division. She wasn't supposed to be in Canada, nor was she supposed to be getting close to other people. She scared me crapless. She was just so powerful, so strong and intimidating...I didn't know what to think.
I left a note for my parents on the dresser in my bedroom, explaining everything. And as I walked out onto the ice, hearing it crack under me with the thirty pound weight in my hands, I thought they'd be better off. Sure the empire would crumble but at least my father could escape it all completely." I sat with my back against the wall as Kat explained what happened all those years ago. I closed my eyes and bit against the pain that filled me when she forced me to relive the memory without knowing I was listening. "I walked into the middle of the lake and just stood there for a second. I looked down into the dark water just below the thin layer of ice and knew that was the last thing I would see before it all ended. Before it was all over. I raised the weight above my head and let it go. The only thing I saw before I fell into the water was Nikita scream for me and sprint across the ice, I remember it breaking under her feet as she came after me. And then I felt the cold hit me like a semi. I sunk quickly but it felt like eternity. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. There was just the cold, the darkness...the stillness..." I exhaled slowly, releasing all the tension in my body carefully. "The strange relief that it would be over in a peaceful, well almost peaceful, way." She paused briefly "Then, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and pulling me towards a bright light, the weight holding me down was gone and I was floating...or at least I was deprived of air long enough I thought I was. When I reached the light finally, a strong, harsh wind ripped against me and the person carrying me. Nikita was angry and started screaming at me, saying things like—"
"What the hell were you thinking?, how can you do this to your parents..." I murmured, walking into the room with perfect composure. "That sort of thing." Alex and her cousin looked away from each other and at the table. I walked up behind Kat and rested my hands on her shoulders. "I held you to me as we sat in the snow, listening you scream and tell me I should've let you die. I told you that there was so much more to life than death, that people would respect you if you held yourself strong and weren't afraid of them." She nodded slowly and I ruffled her spiky blonde hair "I told you that if anyone messed with you, I'd kick their asses myself." I bent down and said by her ear "I also told you that if you killed yourself, I'd kick your ass too." With a slap to the back of her head, I walked towards the kitchen to start making the soup I promised Alex. "Now, enough talking, Kat. Alex needs to rest. So shut your trap and keep searching."
"That Nikita, such a charmer."
"Damn straight."
"Nik! I got a hit!" Kat said, jumping up from the seat she'd stayed in hours after Alex went to sleep on the couch. I stayed next to her, keeping track of her fever and sleeping rates. She seemed to be getting worse rapidly. I stood and strode quickly across the room.
"What?"
"Looks like Division had planned to get Alex sick, even BEFORE they knew who she really is and that she was more or less your bitch."
"Partner"
"Whatever, it says 'Alex is unstable. Methods of cancelation via direct assassination would result in serious damage being done to Division's agents and recruits. Launch of Project Stealth is go.' Turns out, the whole you and her thing only gave Division a better reason than Alex's anger problems to take her out."
"What's Project Stealth?"
"A viral killing agent, according to the files, it's only in the testing stages of production."
"Who else was this tested on?"
"Besides Alex? No one." I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. The computer screen was riddled with code I didn't understand, Kat seemed to be able to read it like a children's book.
"How was it administered?"
"It's injected into the spine, directly between the shoulders blades for best result, it only works if it's injected into the marrow granted the heart rate one hundred at the very least." I looked over at Alex where she was curled up in a ball on the sofa.
"Symptoms?"
"These are only guesses at this point. Like I said, Alex is the first test subject on record..." she scrolled down the screen "Judging by the ingredients included in the recipe from hell, at first it's nothing, maybe exhaustion, chills, sweating or clamminess and loss of appetite; symptoms of the flu or common cold which can be easily ignored by agents of Division. But, as days go on and the infected person continues to do activities which increase their heart rate, shit gets real crazy, real fast. Looks like vomiting, fever, loss of sight, inner ear imbalance, complete loss of appetite, insomnia...I-I can't even begin to list them all! In the end it just starts to shut down the body either one part at a time or..." she looked up at her cousin "all at once."
"How much time?"
"I can't tell you for sure—"
"Goddamn it Katrina!" I slammed my hand down on the table, making her jump "I said how long does she have?"
"I don't know!" she yelled back She's the only one ever to be infected with it! Maybe a month! Maybe weeks!" Vasily stumbled in groggily, it was nearly four in the morning.
"What's going on?" He asked in a yawn, rubbing his eye. I looked up at him.
"Alex is dying."
